Rough day, huh?
Does the toddler refuse to put on pants so runs around naked most of the day?
Are you a certifiable, walking zombie because the baby slept on top of you all night after you tried to tip-toe out of her room 13 times?
Hey there, I'm Amy- The Drunk Mom. No... I don't drink (that much) and yes, I support the sharing of parenting imperfections and total honesty about what #momlife is really like.
Have ya seen Instagram lately?
You'd think some of these moms were absolutely perfect... June Cleaver type shit. Kids in matching, stain free outfits... both smiling and sitting still perfectly. The mom is flawless and weighs less than you did in the 5th grade. Her handsome husband probably does the dishes and they all go home and sleep in their perfect house with their perfect... everything.
Meanwhile you spent the whole goddamned day cleaning up Legos, Barbie shoes and Play-Doh embedded in the carpet with a kid (or two) hanging from your neck. Then the kids stayed up till midnight because your husband decided that reenacting a WWE match with the kids was a perfectly acceptable evening activity. Now you can't sleep because your brain is on overdrive worrying about everything... and also wondering if mice have knees.
I get it and the thing is... ALL OF US GO THROUGH THIS. Even the #blessed Instagram mom.
There is a cure to all of this mess we call MOM-LIFE
LAUGHING... about everything. Especially inappropriate jokes at inopportune times.
Knowing that you aren't alone. YES, there are other whackjobs just like you, and you've found us!
Being unapologetic and cool with being imperfect. We actually embrace that shit around here
I started sharing my REAL momlife.
As a mom of 4.5 kids, a wife, and a business lady, I sometimes (er, every day) get tired of seeing all of the edited perfection online. No one shares the REAL shit! So I started doing it.
I love being super (suuuuper) honest. I don't edit my trucker mouth (except around the kids most of the time), I share my shortcomings and I don't apologize for my imperfections.
You shouldn't either... because you're awesome the way you are.
Fuck it. It's liberating.
Here are just a few of the videos I've made:
- How to have sex when you have kids
- Teensie Weensie moments of my own road rage at a gas station
- Mom brain and forgetting kids birthdays at the doctor's office
- What I do when the kids go to grandma's
Put the kids to bed, get in your flannel jammies, pour a glass (or just chug straight from the bottle- no judgement here), COME ON IN and let's have a laugh or two, shall we?
Yeah... I've done some things...
Here's an Insta-Snippet:
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