The Craziest Thing I’ve Ever Done

danceI once held so many delusions in my life, when I was a teenager it was that I was immortal… then when I learned that I wasn’t I accepted that fact and turned to the idea that I might as well live it up and party hard because I was going to die young and leave a good looking corpse.

Now I live cautiously so I can live for as long as I possibly can. Or at least I feel that way some days, living on the edge is going to McDonalds and eating “bad.” Or even on the wildest night staying up late dancing and having 2 MAYBE 3 drinks.

I was never one who had swimming with sharks or skydiving on my bucket list mind you but there have been many times where I have thought to myself that having a child has been the craziest thing I have ever done.

Having a child seems to calm the soul in a way, it grounds you and brings you off your pedestal of craziness. Then again craziness consists of waiting in line 20 minutes with a toddler to get a balloon animal made at a Christmas festival, or bearing the freezing cold and howling winds to watch the Christmas Tree light up. Craziness is not running with the bulls, its going to the Energyplex and watching your child while crawling in tube mazes with 100 other children and parents. It’s not downing shots of Vodka, it’s checking if the milk went bad. It’s not partying all night, it’s singing lullaby’s and reading a favourite story 37 times so someone will finally fall asleep.

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I'm here to talk about not only the joys of motherhood but also the (not so much joys) of living in a high society world that you're judged upon your looks... where I live you need to be a 7 to gain beach access, an 8 to walk around half naked in the summertime and atleast a 9 to hold your head up high. I'm Vanity Mom. I will be talking about things such as parenting (of course) beauty tips for moms, exercise, and eating healthy... all while doing this with a kid biting the hell out of your leg because he's teething.
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