Caricature of Myself

I keep coming here to write something. Something witty, something poignant, something that will give unique insight into parenting or infants. But honestly, it's all been said before.

While trying to have a meaningful discussion with Jason about last week's 2-part Oprah featuring a woman who hoarded so much junk in her house that it took 3 months to clean out and in the end she had over 3,000 shoes and 3,000 purses, while being unshowered and in the same sweat suit (hey, at least it was a Juicy Suit) for the past 3 days, Jason turned to me and said "You realize you are pretty much a caricature of of a stay at home mom right now.."

Yea, I get it. I can sit here and go on and on about the wonderfulness of a new baby, the challenges of having 2 kids and bitch and moan about sleep deprivation, but really, that's all be said and done. It's nothing new. You don't want to hear it.

Let's be honest - you just came for the latest pictures.