Writing. It’s so therapeutic and clears the cobwebs that fog my head. In a world full of sleepless nights, dirty diapers, crustless PBJs, boy bathrooms, and Bubble Guppies, it’s just what I need. A little adult conversation, which is what this sort of feels like, certainly helps, too. So, here we go – another blog about being a mom (and other stuff). Buckle up! It’s a bumpy ride, but it’s the BEST ride!
Hi, I’m Ramsi. I’m a teacher turned stay at home mommy to two beautiful half Hispanic – half white little boys. Thank God they didn’t get my dadgum pasty ghost-white coloring, so I love the “mix of mexy” in them. They are my world and as much as I joke about the stresses of being a mom (well, you’ll eventually see that), I wouldn’t want my life any other way. This crazy, exhausting, exciting, intense, unforgettable thing we call motherhood that spins us into a myriad of emotions on a daily basis is what I’d like to chat about. I’m passionate about other things, too, like teaching (about ten years in the English, AVID, and elementary classroom), education, kindness, and my reality TV guilty pleasures like Big Brother, so there will be some random ramblings mixed in here.
Before I post my first official post while sitting on a fence post in Post, Texas, I have a few disclaimers. Number 1 – I’m super sarcastic. You can ask some of my prior high school students or close friends, and they’ll tell you. It’s just the way I am, and I carry it everywhere I go. Blogging isn’t an exception. I love to be silly and laughing uncontrollably is one of my favorite things to do, so if my future sarcasm offends anyone, I apologize ahead of time, and I’ll allow you to stop reading my posts. Number 2 – I use the word “dadgum” a lot. Like, a lot. It keeps me from saying a really naughty word (which do slip sometimes, I admit, but never in front of my kids) when I want to add emphasis or express passion about something. Sorry if it gets annoying. What’s annoying are the little red squigglies under the word dadgum when I type it. Like, get over it, Spellcheck. It’s my word.
Well, I’ll get to writing and posting a little bit later. Stay tuned, my friends. Or, don’t, if you don’t care about kids and moms and life and stuff. Dadgum.