This is my sticky baby. I lost my mind and fed him lasagna last night, and it is still likely plastered to the inside crevices of his high chair cover. He is my beloved reason for having something gooey stuck to me at the beginning of almost every work day, and I wouldn't change it for the world. This morning it was strawberry jam. I've learned not to wear white!
Read MoreIt's safe to say that 10 years ago neither of us would have classified ourselves as "athletic" or in my case even in shape. For us high school did not include many team sports, and my particular lack of coordination was better suited for the music department
Read MoreHi, my name is Jessica, and I am not a perfect mom. Whew. Well now, that feels much better.
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