Mama: At Your Service


6:55 p.m. That’s the first time I have stopped since 5 a.m. The first time I have stopped taking care of someone else’s needs all day and sort of acknowledged myself. Don’t get me wrong, I live to take care of other people…I really feel like it’s God purpose for my life, and my heart’s joy.  I have never met a person or cause in need that I didn’t feel a deep feeling of responsibility to help.

Maybe I have all the feels because it’s Shark Week for the 12th week in a row. Maybe this Mama just needs to vent.

I am so very fortunate to have a family. A husband that is a great provider, friend and father – a child that is my life’s happiness. But somedays I feel like the help…the cook, the chauffeur, the maid. As a natural giver, I don’t ask for a lot. But some days, like today, when I make 2 dinners and have yet to have something for myself…when I cook and clean-up…when a “thank you” never comes from anyone – I feel something that no Mama wants to feel: unappreciated.

I need an outlet, a hobby or some Mama time – but how do I, the care giver ask to be taken care of? Are all of us – Mamas everywhere – just living for our families and not taking time to live for ourselves?

To all the Mamas out there, single, coupled – working outside the home or working at home: I see you. I feel you. I appreciate you.




Waking up on a Monday morning is hard. Waking up anytime in the 4:00 hour is simply ridiculous. I got the boy to school early with all his belongings and I didn’t fall asleep in the bathroom mid-morning – so #winning.

Weekend wrap-up: Wake-up -> Make breakfast -> Chores -> Nap -> Birthday Party -> Birthday Dinner -> Bed -> Sleep -> 7:45 Church -> Breakfast -> Chores -> Nap -> Chores -> Dinner -> Bed

Recipes for this week: Chicken Diane with mashed potatoes and green beans, Chicken Adobo Tacos with Mexican street corn, Seared Flat Iron Steak w/ Garlic-Chive Butter with buttermilk biscuits and pecorino zucchini and finally Blue Cheese and Green Onion-Crusted Bone-In Pork Chop. Full recipes to come!

Next on the agenda: looking at my gym bag. It’s been in my office since last week and has yet to make an actual voyage to the gym. TBD.