Somehow we've bought into this idea that we need to be June Cleaver running this marathon of motherhood in heels and a frilly apron. I don't know about you, but I have shin splints from those damn heels. I am trading them in for some flip flops or maybe those unsightly Crocs, to go with my t-shirts and capris; who's got time for an apron, anyway? These are everyday stories from real moms that remind us we are all in this crazy race together, nobody is perfect, and other moms have been where we are. Join us over a bottle of wine, share recipes and read stories about the ups and downs of maneuvering through the gritty, hardcore trenches of motherhood.
Trina & Leah
