Introductions

I suppose I should make my first post an introduction even though I hate trying to describe myself.

My name is April and I’m a 30-something mother to three children. A single mom, I should add. I live Somewhere in the Midwest (for now) and I work at home full-time which means I pretty much live in yoga pants and t-shirts, barely stepping foot into my closet full of professional attire and about 40 pairs of shoes from my former life as a paralegal. Yet I continue to buy them. Yes, I’m also a shopaholic.

My kids:

Sissy is 17 and in her senior year of high school. Oh man. Graduating. I am not one of those mothers who is excited about her firstborn child leaving the nest. I am terrified. To me, she is still a child. (Don’t tell her I said that.) The thought of her going to college, getting an apartment, even driving scares the shit out of me. And the cost. Senior pictures, prom, cap and gown, class ring, graduation party. There goes my tax refund. But she’s a good kid, especially considering she has spent almost her entire life being raised by a single mom. She doesn’t drink, she gets decent grades, she has a job – her second one after spending a year at her first one – and I rarely have to ground her but when I do, the computer and the cell phone are always the first to go.

Then there’s Bubba, my only son. He lives with his father (another “for now”) in another Midwestern state and he’s here every other weekend. He will be 15 in a few weeks. He’s also a juvenile diabetic, diagnosed at the age of 8. And of all my kids, he is the most like me. He is “gifted” which means he’s a damn genius. He’s a self-proclaimed atheist and I wish I’d been a fly on the wall when he dropped that bomb on his psuedo-Catholic father. He loves to read, he loves animals and he’s a skateboarder.

And the baby of the family is my Princess. She’s 5 years old and already Miss Popular at school. She’s one of those kids that have strangers stopping to comment on how pretty she is. She thinks she looks like “Hannah ‘Tana”. If you have a girl child under the age of 15, you know who that is. She loves pink, she loves horses, and she is also the reason I am addicted to Webkinz. Consider yourself lucky if you don’t know what those are yet.

So…that’s my little family. You’ll learn more about us as we go along. But I can’t guarantee that you will understand us. We are eclectic, unconventional, non-conformists, and we are known for dropping random movie or television quotes into our conversations, leaving those around us wondering what in the hell we’re talking about.

Fasten your seatbelts. You will soon discover why the name of my blog is “That Crazy Mom”.

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