SHitˌSHō: A description of an event or situation which is characterized by a ridiculously inordinate amount of frenetic activity. Disorganization and chaos to an absurd degree. Often associated with extreme ineptitude/incompetence and or sudden and unexpected failure.
So that pretty much sums up parenting, at least to me it does.
Frenetic activity = VP, my 2.5 year old sprinting in zig zag pattern around my disastrous house for upwards of an hour without relenting or showing signs of fatigue
Chaos to an absurd degree = Miscommunication (or maybe none at all) of schedules between my husband DC and I as a result of aforementioned frenetic activity
Extreme ineptitude = How I try not to feel but often do when parenting; how some bitchy a-holes often make other moms feel due to their complete lack of social skills
Sudden and unexpected failure = Daily basis. So unexpected it’s expected. But hey, failure’s an event, not a person right? I’m game.
So, welcome to MyBeautifulShitShow.com. Peruse. Sit like a fly on the wall and watch my shit show unfold before your very eyes. If you don’t have kids, run screaming in the other direction or in some sick, twisted way maybe feel a burning urge to pop out one or two. (Because it’s just that easy.) In all seriousness, I love being a mom. It is truly a blessing that I’m thankful for but like all great blessings, with it comes great responsibility. Wait… That’s power. Eff. Whatever. Welcome.