So here’s me. I’m Diana. See that leftover mascara from last night under my eyes? See the baby sleeping on me because my boobs seem to be her favorite place to nap since birth? That’s me today. No deodorant, haven’t gotten to my teeth, jittery from my third cup of coffee in a shirt from yesterday. Boo!

Somedays I have my shit together… I really do. Other days? Other days are sometimes such a circus that I feel like I’m drowning in 5 kids’ needs, (ranging from 8 months to 15 years old). Continue reading “Introduction”