Hello there! Welcome to my page. This little blog is about me and my wild(?) life. I’m a mom of 6. A leader of tiny people. I’m a struggler. Yes, self confessed person who keeps on struggling, because it’s not a bad thing. A bad thing would be to pretend I have all this nonsense figured out. I’m happily married and have been for well over a decade, we are actually really close to two decades. I can’t wait to discuss all things big family, all things twin, breaking unrealistic expectations, adult adhd, fashion for women with big jugs just like me… And all of the my feelings, your feelings associated with these topics. Yep, you figured me out, we aren’t going to mince words over here. So buckle up and join the ride on The Struggle Bus.

I live out in the country, and have a love/hate relationship with that. The views are nice, but the ability to find delicious and diverse food is not really an option. There’s lots of fresh air, but no place to go on a free Friday night. Space for atv’s is plentiful, but there are not many places to work jobs. Pros and cons, and that’s all just part of life. Sometimes we get to choose what we get to work with and sometimes we are just given it, and it is what it is.

I started this blog because recently my world got turned upside down… again… and I’m starting to realize that these feelings and scenarios aren’t just exclusive to me, but that someone needs to step up and say “Hey, I felt that too!”

Right now, I want to offer this background of where I’m coming from, as it may help understand my thoughts and feelings and who I’m trying to reach. I was raised a good Baptist kid who went to church and youth group and church camp. And though none of those things are inherently a problem, things that were taught, allowed, and insinuated while I was growing up did turn out to be problems. And we are going to hash that out on this blog. All I ask, if you come on this journey, is that you don’t freak out or jump to conclusions. Remember, these are my experiences and feelings. You may or may not have experienced the same, nor feel the same. That doesn’t make what I’m saying any less valid. I am not trying to rewrite the Gospel. All I’m asking is that you make sure you judge me according to the Gospel, not man’s doctrine, not what your parents said, or your deacon says. Further more, feelings aren’t always true. How I feel and felt about something doesn’t mean it’s what I believe. And if that sentence makes no sense to you, then please make sure you don’t comment on posts where we discuss feelings.