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EJ opening up a present on his first Christmas alive

Santa Magic

My kids believe in Santa Claus. I hope they will until they are at least 8, but the way the world strips children of innocence, I will be lucky if I make it through kindergarten with that belief still intact. Recently, two of my favorite twitter follows (@LoveIsMayhem & @MiaWoods2005) were discussing how much they…

Why Must I cry?

So…the Twins Asked About Conception

So…I just got home from picking the twins up from school. I am in sheer, anxious terror right now, so try to bear with me and the tone of this post. Today was like any other day I would get them from school, except I got another mom’s number for a play date…oh, and on…

Building at the Maryland Science Center

How the twins doing? They survivin’…

I haven’t updated my blog about my children lately. I am not super sure why. I think I have been so wrapped up in raising them that I forgot to write about them.  Well. The twins are great. 4th Roomie and I just purchased this awesome LivingSocial deal for a pass to the Maryland Science Center…

The Confused Baby Blues

I would like a new baby. I think about having a baby every single day. This isn’t just the wedding being over. This started way before the wedding even happened. Have you ever felt like you were literally CREATED to do something? That’s how I feel about having a baby. I wake up and I…

Triceratop & Twerking

No Sleep til’ Union: Breaking the Vow

I had vowed to keep my marriage off of the internet. I received tons of advice, kind words, and even a few harsh ones telling me to keep my marriage off of the internet. Then I started my blog. I tried to reference my children, and not 4th Roomy as much as possible. I tried…

This post is about depression. This picture is not.

Depression Hurts. No Cymbalta.

When people remind you daily of what a great life you have, it’s crazy how difficult it is to believe them.  I am having a shitty summer. I would say it was a shitty life, but that would be me being super dramatic. My mom tells me every single day “Cara…you have a great life”….

Yes. I am using Diddy for photo examples.

Kept Woman? : Why I LOVE Being Taken Care Of

I like being taken care of. Not in that…part time, my boo bought me a gift and groceries kind of way. I like to rely on someone else to make the big decisions and money to finance my life. Out of my entire 28 years on Earth, I have solely provided for myself probably 2…

all of this.

Stop Ranting To/About Your Babydaddy & Woman Up

So, yesterday, I went on a twitter rant. I summarized my tweets in a paragraph, but I need to write more, because this is a subject that I feel SUPER strongly about.  Read my summary: Women: If you want your kid to have a guaranteed father, cultivate a healthy relationship, get married, and then have…

My bandaged baby

Shorts, Croup, 2nd Degree Burns. May sucks.

I am losing it. This morning, my mother called and unexpectedly told me she was on her way to visit me. I didn’t expect her to be here until Friday, and its clearly Wednesday. Normally, my mother coming to see me would be a huge weight off of my shoulders, and honestly in a lot…

Be Patient With People Who Stutter

My Daughter Stutters

I have been putting off writing this for a while, because I am vain, and selfish, and concerned with appearance and what people think. I might as well get over that though, because I am a blogger, and a “mom blogger” (whatever THAT means) at that. My daughter has a speech impediment. No…its better to…