I thought I would start with who I am and why I am starting this blog.

Truth is, I am trying to figure it all out.

What I do know is my name is Samantha.

I am a mother of two and a wife, daughter, sister and friend.


My husband and I are at a point in our lives where we really need to get it together. We need to start LIVING.

We have just been floating through life, surviving.


My husband and I actually went to middle school together. He apparently was a bit of a bully, because I had his picture crossed out in the year book. I don’t actually remember him or why I crossed out the picture. Thankfully he’s changed his ways. We connected in 2006. We were just 18. (Around the time the picture to right was taken.) We were married on St. Patrick’s Day 2014. Our kids were 2 1/2 and 5 mos and they were apart of our little court house wedding.

We’ve been through just about everything together.

We’ve grown up together.

 We are still growing up together.


I will be turning 29 in December and being so close to 30 I have been doing some self reflecting.

The truth is I am no where near who I thought I would be and where I would be at this point in my life.

I have devoted so much time and energy to my relationship, my kids, my work, my family, my friends and just about everyone and everything but myself.

Its the type of person I am. Put others before myself. 

I am on this journey to start putting myself first and really figuring myself out. 

And I know that there are parents out there who are going through something similar to what I am going through that I could connect with.

Trying to balance being a mommy and figuring out yourself at the same time.


That is the story I want to tell. That is what I want to share with the world on this blog.

Just Me, Myself and Mommy

The good. The bad. The real.

2 thoughts on “The first post”

  1. I’m just now actually getting the time to read your blog! & honestly it feels as if your picking my brain because that’s exactly who I am! I put everyone first before me. At the end of the day in exhausted and have no time for me. When I do put myself first I feel guilty. Like Friday night was the first time I ever had a girls night! I had so much fun just going to dinner and then hanging out but I still felt guilty. This blog is definitely one I’m following!

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