Motherhood isn’t filtered and neither is this blog. Crumbs on the floor, chaos in the air, and stories that stick to you.

Back in 2004, before I had enough children to accidentally form my own small school district, there was just Jacob. My Boo Bah. For a few precious years he had me almost entirely to himself. No siblings interrupting us, no one screaming from another room, no tiny person demanding a snack twelve seconds after refusing that exact same snack.
Just me and Jacob.