Mommy Undressed

Category: Family

  • The First And The Last

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    There’s something about your first born that will always hold a special place in your heart. You will never forget the moment you first looked into their eyes or their first steps. As they grow up every moment is magical. You’re in constant amazement about what they do, what they accomplish. The first report card.…

  • Santa’s Ass In Relation To Cookie Consumption

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    It happens. Every single year, it happens. Without fail thanks to Rudolf. Christmas. I have to admit that, as an adult, I tend to be a bit of a Scrooge. I’m not 100% why I’m horrible at buying people gifts bu I am. I tend to grump around behind my children’s backs, mumbling and grumbling.…

  • Princess Ninja

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    When the ultrasound tech looked at me and told me I was having a boy I could have shit myself in excitement. One of my biggest fears when I first found out I was pregnant was that I would have a girl. Camping I know about. Getting dirty I know about. Superheroes I know about.…

  • What Happened To Imagination?

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    -Two hard plastic kiddie pools -Two plastic lawn chairs -One slide shaped like an elephant -One toddler swing set with a slide -Three five gallon buckets -One broken plastic flower pot -About 100 puka shells scattered about -Three bikes -One tow behind for a bike…..without wheels -One garden hose -64oz of liquid bubble bath -Four…

  • Being a Mom Means…

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    Being a mom means: Being a Lego master and a fortune-teller. A doctor and a wash maid. A Mario expert and a cab driver. A story-teller and a magician. A human tissue and a dance party dj. Being a mom means: Staying up late on ‘date night’ only to get  up before the sun for…

  • Nachos=Happy

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    I grew up on nachos……bar nachos. For a while growing up my mother was a single mom having to deal with the stigma of raising a child on her own, living with her mother, and experiencing those times where there was no one available to watch your children. It’s because of this I consider myself…

  • Nipples and Nudity: Happy Mother’s Day

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    Anyone who knows me knows that I am a bit left of center and blew the word ‘unique’ out of the water. So this Mother’s Day I feel that I should pay homage to my mother and grandmother who made me this way. So sit back and relax, I’m about to tell you how it…

  • The Memoirs of Mommy Undressed

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    I have the pleasure, used very lightly, to be taking an American Literature class with a bunch of…um…interesting human beginnings, one of which reminds me of a little boyfriend I had when I was 18 and in my first semester of college. Let me elaborate, he fancies himself rebellious and mysterious yet well read. AKA…

  • Pheobe and Papa’s Anytime Cookies

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    In 3 days my ‘baby’ brother who’s 6’2″ is getting married, coming to the dark side. In preperaton for this event there was the typical Bridal Shower for my future sister-in-law, Kiki. I wasn’t able to travel the wonderful 5 and a half hours to attend said event but I still got an invitation…..and so…