I've done it. I've given in. For weeks now my husband has been telling me I need to "tweet" and "blog". I still refuse to tweet, but I will blog. But I've decided that I don't like the term "blogging". It sounds so weird . I'm going old school. I remember having a super hot pink, sparkly diary that I kept hidden in hidey hole so no one could find it. Don't you deny it! I know that at one point everyone has kept a diary or journal. I like to think of blogging as keeping a diary or journal of sorts. Except that this one wont have the name of my crush written in secret code.

Heres a little about me ( before I go spilling my secrets): I am married to the most wonderful man whom I have loved since I was 18 years old. He works so hard at his job and being dad, making sure that we have all that we need and more. We have two of the most beautiful children. P.J ( 3 and 1/2) and Eva ( 7 months) make up my very being. My every fiber is for them. Being a mom and having the privilege of giving birth are experiences that are so surreal and wonderful its difficult to truly describe. I am quirky and random. Currently, I am obsessed with sewing and baking bread ( now you see the randomness) . I am often not grammatically correct, so if your looking for the most eloquent diary/blog, this may not be the place, but I will try my best. Generally, I am tight lipped about my political views. If you can figure them out just by reading my diary, keep it to yourself.

I feel this is a good start. Here is giving life to moms-theword!