About Me

I’m a working mother. Emphasis on the working and the mother.  My son, J was born in August of 2009, and I’m a practicing attorney in Macon, Georgia . Learning how to juggle my mommy-ness along side my legal-ness has been and is a constant struggle. And when my husband decided marriage (more specifically OUR marriage) was not for him, I became a reluctant single mom, juggling work, parenting and… yeah… even some dating.
I don’t think there is any easy way to do this working mom gig. I think no matter what you do, someone feels left out of the loop… and nine times out of ten it’s you. So to keep myself in the loop, I blog.
Let me be clear… I blog for me. Not for you.  So if you don’t like what I have to say, there are so many other blogs you can read. I don’t tolerate meanness here because I think women need to stick together and not tear each other down.

I’m a vegetarian and have been since February of 2007, except for a few torrid love affairs with Zaxby’s chicken.  I have a lot of political opinions but I rarely share them because I believe everyone is entitled to their own opinion… even if it’s stupid and clearly wrong. (yours, not mine.)

 This blog strives to be real and genuine, but I will pull punches when necessary. Of course, I will also rip you a new one if it’s deserved. (in my own mind). I don’t blog about my extended family because they didn’t ask to be a part of this blog and it’s not fair to force them into it.  I try to keep it clean, but sometimes that’s just impossible, because life is messy.  And messes need big, loud, strong cusstastic words attached to them.  Swear.
Anyhow, this is me.  This is who I am.
Warts and all.

 

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    Spilled Milk (and Other Atrocities) by Law Momma is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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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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