There is a person walking this Earth. Her name is Ashlyn. She's a product of Allen and I, and so many before us. There is another person walking this Earth. Her name is Kenly. She's also a product of Allen and I and so many before us. I mean, I know they are my kids. I know every freckle, every muscle curve, every lump or bump; I know the intricacies of each of their personalities and can (almost) predict every move they will make.
But ya'll; I'm a mom.
Excuse my slowness, it takes me awhile sometimes. 5 years in some cases.
Hey there! I'm Kayla, and I'm a hot mess. My husband Allen (AKA The Hubs) works for the railroad which means he is away from home every Mon-Fri and on occasion is gone for months at a time. We have two daughters (AKA "The Darlings") who, unfortunately have inherited the "Hot Mess" gene from their mother. In case I've lost you this means One Hot Mess (me) is left to raise two small Hot Messes (The Darlings) 90% of the time without help from The Level-Headed One (The Hubs). It's one interesting and chaotic life.