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 try to 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. After unexpectedly becoming a single mom in 2011, I found love again and re-married in 2015. Trying to balance all the things is.. tricky… especially when you wear all these hats.

Anyhow, welcome to my blog! It’s not always pretty but it’s pretty much always mine.

So, you know… take off your shoes and sit a spell. Comment at will. But know that if you plan to be rude, I plan to delete you. Because no one needs haters in their 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.
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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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