I cried on my way home from work tonight

I did. I cried in my car. I cried in my car on my way to work. And on my way home from work. And I cried in the elevator. Like. Can I just get a collective “fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck” from everyone? By the time I saw Jan’s littles, my eyes were dried and I was chasing…

So, for real, how are you?

That’s what my boss, Jacquie, asked me the other day. So, for real, how are you? And I unleashed a barrage. I said: I’m overwhelmed! We have five kids, and they each have something they need from me. My oldest is living on her own for the very first time, and in her first month,…