Recovered Dating Blogger, now married with a baby. Raising a baby often reminds me of things I haven’t thought about since I was little. It also routinely inspires an internal debate – is it better for kids now when they are only freed from the carseat in time for orientation week at college? Or was it better back then, when kids were free to sit on the back bench of the wood paneled station wagon facing out the rear window, asking Mom and Dad, “Are We There Yet?”
Bad Mommy has a foul mouth and a sarcastic, often wicked sense of humor. Not for the easily offended. Hell, it’s probably not even for the moderately offended.