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This Mom Is Not Yet Rated!

When I was four-years-old, my mom took me to my first movie. I still remember the excitement of having the huge screen in front of me, sitting next to my mom, older sister and brother, with my popcorn and soda. I waited with anticipation for the movie to start, and before I knew it Dolly Parton was up there, larger than life in  The Best Little Whore House In Texas.     Ok, so it was a questionable choice of movie for a toddler. By today’s standards, she probably would have been all over social media with hashtags like #LittlestShameHouse or something ridiculous. Luckily in 1982 there was no social media, and there were also fewer movie choices of which to take your kids. But if I’m completely honest, I have no recollection of being affected by the sex scenes in that movie. I don’t know if my mom covered my eyes or took me to the bathroom at those parts. I do, however, have a deep, emotional memory of how much I loved watching the dancing, and hearing Dolly sing “I Will Always Lo

No, This is Not a Handbook!



How often do you wish you could take out that mom handbook to help solve all your issues, from potty training to figuring out what the appropriate age is for your daughter to start shaving?   And who could survive without the chapter on “impossibly tackling all 75 hours worth of tasks on your to-do list while also having time to interact (not via facetime) with your children?”  Ugh, if only that handbook existed (and was written by a bunch of women who had Phd’s in maternal instincts who also sat around in yoga pants eating pizza and drinking wine)!  

Obviously, there is no degree in motherhood, and there is no one “right way” to tackle any parenting issue.  The journey of motherhood is hardly ever smooth, but oftentimes the bumps we encounter make the best stories and teach us the most important lessons.  Rather than feeling discouraged and humiliated, wouldn’t it be so much more helpful and refreshing if we were all just honest when we screw up, and maybe even got some cheers and a fist bump from other moms who really get it?

Well, we are a few of those moms.  We want you to find comfort in our inadequacies and we want to be the moms you feel you can count on for a high five each time you oversleep and the kids miss the bus because you were up late binge-watching Orange Is The New Black.  We’ve been there, we are there, and we will continue to consistently mess up (and sometimes nail it) along this crazy adventure.  We can’t guarantee we know what we’re doing, but we can guarantee we’re honest, fun, genuine, and sometimes questionably inappropriate.  We can also tell you that we will continue to give motherhood our absolute best Every. Single. Day.  

Who are we?

Farrah: Simply put, I am a 30-something mom of two amazing children, ages one and five. I am a wife to an extremely supportive, wonderful husband. I am a full-time mom, a full-time business owner, a part-time employee, and a lover of all things creative.  I sometimes obsess about and overanalyze the smaller details of life, because they are often easier to think about than the larger and more important issues.  I have a love/hate relationship with people.  I love my family, my friends and my coworkers.   However, I equally crave time to be completely by myself.  I am constantly amazed by how many incredible things that people can do, while equally horrified by how many terrible acts people commit.  I love to talk but I hate to hear myself talk.  I am full of useless, random knowledge, and always thrive on learning more.  I look forward to this virtual conversation about all of it!

Danielle: As a stay-at-home mom (household CEO as I like to call it) of three kids (ages 11, 8, and 5), and two rescue dogs, I am forever trying to keep my life from becoming a monotonous cliche.  Luckily, my husband and I are both true believers in keeping life exciting; we make our kids the center of our world, but not our entire world.  We love to travel, eat, entertain, and we often stay up late into the night together, college-dorm-style (only somewhat more responsibly and with much higher-shelf brand alcohol), after the kids have gone to bed, and really have so much fun together.  As a mom, I can be found taking my 8-year-old son to see a Green Day concert on a Wednesday night, and am oftentimes getting yelled at by my daughter for not downloading the clean versions of the rap songs I play in the car.  In a nutshell, I’m trying to not take it all so seriously, while trying to seriously live life to the fullest and raise caring, empathetic, and well-rounded human beings.

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  1. This is destined for greatness!!!! 2 Amazing Gals, mothers, wives, friends and all around hilarious young women, while keeping it real and really funny!! Wishing you both the best in this venture......YOU ARE DESTINED FOR GREATNESS💜💋🌹

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    1. Renee that means so much coming from an expert mom like you! Any and all feedback is so appreciated! xoxo

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  2. This will be great! Also, hoping the inappropriate-ness will not be questionable....

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    1. BC you know there will be no lack of inappropriateness here. So excited for you and Kat to share it with us!

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