The fine line between sanity and insanity becomes ever so clearer as time passes and decisions become harder and less about me but about the happiness and safety of my family. I have found that motherhood if not handled with care can turn into a real identity crisis. Who am I in the world these days? And why aren’t my wants and likes a priority? Isn’t a happy mom a better mom? Then again, isn’t that the selfish and easy way out of the responsibility I accepted when I gave birth to my child? As a working mother, running my own business, I find myself caught in this ever so narrow space between the sane and the insane. In my rants i discuss the reasons, the scenarios, and reflect a bit on the crazy thoughts that run through my mind.

MY LOVES

Afterschool chat

Son:

Can I have a snack?

Mom:

Didn't you have a snack in aftercare?

Son:

It was peanut butter. I told you, I want to be alergic to peanut butter.

Mom:

Why?

Son:

It dries up my mouth

“A black belt is a white belt that never quit”

“A smile confuses an aproaching frown”

—   Fortune Cookie
I.D. 
I wonder why i identify with this image so much….

I.D. 

I wonder why i identify with this image so much….