Working Mamma

Yep. I’m one of those. But there is something in my brain that won’t even let me think it. I still picture myself as a stay-at-home mom. When someone asks what I do, my instinctive response is to say I’m a stay-at-home mom.
Anyone else have this problem? It’s like I am seeing myself as I used to be.

Like that one time I was kind enough to take the time to make this new lady at church feel welcome. I said hello and struck up a cordial conversation. We totally hit it off, and then she said what everyone says when they talk to me for more than eight minutes, “Wait. You have FIVE kids? How old are you?” To which I quickly responded, “19.” Uh. What? To which I even more quickly said, “Uh. No I’m not.” I had a conversation with myself while she stood there confused. I am pretty sure she thought I was drunk, a wee stoned, or simply a liar. There’s a chance she won’t be coming back to church for a while.
Ok, so just me then. Great.
Well, this blog has been through a number of mini-makeovers, and I am hoping to add a new element now. I am a worker bee now. I am a worker, and I have no idea what I am doing. Won’t you join me to watch the calamity?

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Don’t pay any attention to the couple of misplaced pins. I often do my pinning at 3 aye em.