I’ve decided to document my experiences with motherhood after being told by a few people that they appreciated my stories and my humor.

First and foremost, I’d like to say that I am in no way, shape or form a parenting expert. Before my three year old was born, I hadn’t changed a diaper in close to ten years. That being said, I believe every parent is an expert on their own children. You know what they want from each grunt, you can understand their primitive attempts at language, how they are feeling by their expressions and of couuuuuurse, everyone knows a ‘poop face’ when they see one!

I’d like to take a moment to introduce myself and my family. I’m in my, damn, I guess I’d have to say my late thirties, and married to the love of my life, who is a Filipino man (who I will refer to as George), in his early forties. We have two beautiful, intelligent and funny boys, aged 3 and 1 (~17 months for those that care about that nonsense). Since the internet is forever, I will be using different names for them, in an attempt not to embarrass them forever. My older child, Bronson, is an old soul, who is loving, caring, sensitive and hilarious. My youngest child, Marcus, is a beast of a boy, who does not sit still, literally bounces off the walls (with minimal or no crying), is also loving, and quite funny. Both of the boys are inquisitive (as are most children), and are extremely observant of what is going on around them. I am very blessed.

Of course, we all know children say just whatever is on their minds, with no filter, and no heed to who is around. That’s where the fun begins!

I’d love to have you on this journey with me, as I navigate through this journey called parenthood. I can promise you stories filled with love, laughter and everyone’s favorite topic, poop! ?