Hello World!

Life is absolute insanity. There are very few four letter nouns that can be described as magnificent, provocative, impeccable, stupifying, and unreasonable all at the same time. I just can't get enough.

I am a 32 year old woman, call me Mowp (momwifeployee). Notice the order of the terms in this name - it is important. I used to be an employee - shooting for the stars of being an executive one day. Then I became a wife, and that role became slightly more important than being the model career woman. Then I became a mother, and everything else has been overshadowed. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have it any other way - and I don't claim to be any different than any other mother out there who gradually had all of her priorities shifted around until they are unrecognizable as her own. So I'm not at all deluded enough to believe that I am different from millions of other women. But, as a woman who has never really been close to a lot of other women, I've not heard the stories that relate to the things I go through in life. I'd like to find a blog or two from women like me who share their stories. And when I started that train of thought, I figured I'd start my own.

I have a 2 year old daughter (call her Stinker - my term of complete adoration). I have a 33 year old husband (call him Tarzan - and he can never know that I think of him this way). I also have a 4 year old Weimaraner (and you can call him Dog, since that just makes sense).

We just found out on Friday night, that we have a bun in the oven. This is a huge surprise, since I've been on the pill... But more about that later. So, let's call the bun by it's name, Bun. My estimates are that Bun is about 6 weeks BB (before birth).

Since finding out about Bun, everything in our lives feels a bit upside down. Not that we aren't happy, but I guess at this point we are still in the phase of utter and complete shock. And what better time to start a blog, right?

So here goes. I'll try to post something every day. Maybe someday Stinker and Bun can read this and get some perspective about their poor Momwifeployee. Tarzan can never read this blog, as I intend to give him the unholy wrath of a hormonal multi-functional woman here, in print, in hopes that he may be spared this mutiny in person.

And who knows, maybe I can make some friends in the process.

Until tomorrow - Au Revoir.