Working from home is HARD work

So this is my first attempt of creating a blog to discuss the daily trials and triumphs of being a stay-at-home mom. This isn't to say all I'm going to write about are mommy issues. Believe me, I've got a lot to chat about, considering my love of all things pop culture. But it's safe to say that most things in my life currently revolve around my pre-toddler daughter, V (names have been changed to protect her from the rants I will probably go on during the days when she throws more tandrums than the Gosselins have kids).

To give you some background on me, I am a newly stay-at-home mom who is still adjusting to my new boss--V. Most days are wonderful, and I feel blessed to have the opportunity to spend so much time with her. She is in the sweet stage of smiling and hugging mommy, which makes the days seem not so long and they act as little thank yous for all that I do for her.

Also this is the stage in her little life when her vocabulary is going through the roof. This new-found skill of speech can be a bit precarious for me and my lovely husband, M. Take for instance M's love for the Atlanta Falcons. He doesn't just cheer for them, but he LOVES them. He once got teary at a game when they showed highlights of a former player whose jersey was being retired (I still tease him about it and I'm sure he'll be glad that I shared it in this blog). So back to the point... last week while the NFL was on tv, V tried to say "Daddy's Falcons" and instead it came out "Daddy F*&$ing." After I tried to smother my laughs, I did my best to help her ennunciate so I would have a better chance of not being deemed unfit by my parents. She even went on to say "Mommy & Daddy F*(#ing" which was hilarious to hear, but also extremely embarrassing considering she said it in front of my in-laws.

Eventually that night she did say "Daddy FAL-cons" and I'll take that as a moral victory in encouraging the growing language of my daughter.

Oftentimes the victories in motherhood are small and seemingly insignificant, but I know (at least this is my goal) that the sum of these small victories will result in turning my little girl into a happy, well-adjusted woman.