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 mommy alongside lawyer is and has been a constant struggle. I started this blog in January of 2010 as a way to get the thoughts out of my head. Little did I know that anyone other than my immediate family would ever want to read my musings on everything from toddlers to, well, divorce.

This kid is totally missing out on magic, right?

I’m a vegetarian and have been since February of 2007, except for a few torrid affairs with Zaxby’s chicken.  I co-slept with my kid for a LONG time. I didn’t cloth diaper, though I think it’s noble of those who do.  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.)

I work hard when I’m at work, but I leave it at the office because being a lawyer is tough, but it doesn’t hold a candle to being J’s mom. Hardest. Gig. Ever. So I’m a full time lawyer, a full time mom, a part time crazy lady, and a semi-superhero. In April of 2011, my husband announced that our marriage was over, so I’ve been a single mom ever since, trying to balance the needs of myself alongside the needs of my son.  And it’s a dangerously precarious balance. Dating was hard enough when there was only one of me to worry about!

I write to maintain my sanity so if I’m happy, it’s happy. If I’m sad, it might get a little “depths of despair.” But it will always be 100% me.

So, you know… take off your shoes and sit a spell. But be on your best behavior, okay? I don’t tolerate haters in my home.


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    Spilled Milk (and Other Atrocities) by Law Momma is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
    Based on a work at http://www.law-momma.com.

  • 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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