About MOTR
Welcome from Leslie -
Hi y'all! I'm a Stay-At-Home Mom in Omaha, Nebraska...the midwest...also known as, and I'm not even making this up - The Big O. We moved here from Texas, I'm a native Texan. I'm not your conventional mom, nor Nebraskan. And yes, there most certainly is a standard Nebraskan.
I had to be talked into having kids, and then talked into staying at home with them. Both the greatest ideas I've ever been convinced of. At times, I'm pretty sure had there been a test to take prior to having kids, I'd have failed. But most days, in the face of desperate survival, I come up with some brilliance.
I love my kids, my dog, my husband. I also love food. Alot. I love to mow, vacuum or workout, all of which drown out the sounds of whiney kids. I've been known to take this show on the road and do stand-up comedy, but only if I'm NOT getting paid...I plan to remain a professional amateur for the rest of my life. And I also embrace sarcasm - quite well.
I'm very tall.
This blog started as an effort to spare my friends from the mass emails. The state required I report back to the thousands who couldn't believe I was allowed to have children, let alone leave the hospital, let alone quit my job and stay home with them. So, I started emailing lengthy explanations of the daily craziness. When people started blocking me, I started this blog. Stupid ex-boss.
One day, one of my kids asked me why I crush crackers and put them in my soup. I responded, "Because that's how I roll." Don't mess with me and my food. The next time we had soup, they asked for crackers, and I caught them crushing them up in their soup. It was then explained to me that "It's how we roll, Mom." And so, from that day on, it's all I need to justify any of these crazy ideas and posts.
I like to talk about my feelings. Alot. Mostly how I feel about other people's feelings.
Parents are like walking on a bed of rocks....somewhat stable, but it's uncomfortable.
It was available.
Mom Rocks.
Moms are shaken up a bit, but never stirred. Never.
