I’m Victoria, and I’ve been blogging casually for about 4 years. In early 2008, I found out that my marriage was over, and I began blogging regularly ever since.

I’ve always loved journaling. When I was younger, I’d start my mornings with a pot of coffee and a pack of cigarettes on my parent’s porch and spend an hour or two journaling, thinking, musing … Younger like in my twenties. But putting private thoughts down in writing means they’re just sitting there, waiting to be read. Makes more sense to just put them out in the open to begin with, so divorce + a love of journaling led to blogging about the divorce, and, now, about life as a single mom.

Sometimes the writing and the emotions get messy; sometimes I’m angry, hurt and frustrated and sometimes I’m ecstatic. Usually I’m trying to toe the mellow and Zen line I preach to the kids.

The kiddos are:

Bean – my four year old beauty. Bean talks and thinks about everything. She’s brilliant, she’s outgoing and she’s just amazing. She also has sensory processing disorder.As a result, Bean doesn’t do anything halfway. She loves with wild abandon, and she fears with equal ardor.

Miss O – my almost two-year-old charmer. She balances Bean’s manic yang with a more restrained yin. She’s a gorgeous little girl, who’s just growng into speech and personality, since she has such a dynamic big sister to  lead the way. Where Bean charges through life full speed ahead, Miss O selects her path and her options with care.

We’re joined by 4 cats, which totally elevates my datable status, doesn’t it? Divorced mom, two ids, four cats … I’m telling ya, I have to fight the men off with sticks. Big sticks.