Two Crazy Weeks…

Over the course of the past two weeks, I have been in the office for approximately two full days.  The rest of my time has been spent in the car, in Atlanta, conducting hearings, attending mediations, meeting with clients or sitting through countless depositions.  As a result of my veritable absence from the office, the […]

What Boys Like

When people ask me to describe my son, I usually laugh and say “he’s all boy!” And I expect that the people I’m saying that to will understand exactly what I mean… and they traditionally do.  Because we all know what we expect boys to be like.  They are rough and tumble.  They are energetic […]

Bedtime in the Law Momma House…

Last night at 8:00, I climbed in bed with J to go to sleep.  He immediately sat up and thus began our nightly routine. J: HI MOMMY! J: Hi Mommy, you’re here! J: Hi Mommy, look at me. Here I am! J: Moooooommmy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Hi. Hi. Hi. Me: J. It’s time for sleeping. […]

The Curse of the Toddler

My mother arrived on Friday of last week to help me take care of J in my new “herniated disc/invalid” state of being.  Although it’s been amazing having her here, there is one thing that has become abundantly clear… My child is WAY better with other people than he is with me. Why is that? […]

A Hopeful Beginning

For all my “it’s just a tick of a clock,” somewhere deep down, I think I expected magic with the dawn of 2012.  Let’s face it, 2011 wasn’t a banner year in my household.  I don’t know what I wanted to happen, but greeting the day with ever-increasing back pain, a toddler who prefers to […]

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  • I'm a divorced, single mom to a pre-schooler, a full-time attorney, and a semi-reluctant vegetarian. I work hard and when given the chance, I play hard... but I'm almost never given the chance.

    It's possible that I never outgrew 7th grade mentality, as I still laugh when anyone says anything that can be remotely construed as sexual. Let's face it, if you're not down with "That's what s/he said" at the end of almost any sentence, we're probably not going to get along all that well.

    I drink more than I should, I run more than I should, and I laugh as much as I can. So I'm pretty much winning at life.

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