Happy May 10th.

I know this will come as a huge surprise, but sometimes? I'm pretty much a hot mess.

I'm other things, mind you. A lot of other things. Sometimes I forget all the other things I am and then I get a Google alert which reminds me that I'm a character in a book. And don't even get me started on how flucked up that is. Because it's a LOT.

The only thing that really matters, though, is that I'm a mother.


I know how that sounds. I really do. My entire life I wanted to be a mother and when I did, eleven years ago, I determined immediately that I was not going to be JUST a mother. I was going to work. My husband left me when I was pregnant, so I was going to date. I was going to have hobbies and activities and I was going to have a life because someday those children would grow up and leave me and I didn't want to not know what to do with myself when they were gone.

It was a great plan.

Also? A total bunch of b.s.

Because, yes. I have a job. Actually? I pretty much have two. And I write books and I work out and I freelance and I do laundry and make dinners and go to church and romance the husband (if by romance you mean cook the aforementioned dinner and tune the DVR to record Jeopardy). I also love television and reading and love blogging so much that I do it here, for free.

So I'm busy.

And all of that? Means absolutely nothing.


I could lose my job tomorrow. I could lose both my jobs tomorrow. No one could buy my book. I could stop going to the gym, no one could call me anymore asking me to write articles. My oven could blow up, I could lose my faith, and my TiVo could break down.

It wouldn't matter. None of it.

The Boy and the Girl would love me if I were poor. They'd love me if I were unemployed. If I never sold another book. If I were fat as hell. If I never cooked. If we didn't even have television.

They'd love me. They'd support me. They'd still look to me as an example.


Since they were born, I've known how important I am to them. I've also know how important they are to me. There is nothing in this world that is as important as this relationship. This responsibility. This love.

Nothing.



And I'm thankful every day of my life for it. Not just today.