Since partaking in one too many gin-and-tonics on Memorial Day 2010 and birthing my last child, Maeve, my sanity has taken a direct hit. Writing helps me feel worthwhile. At this point in my life, it is one of the few things that connects me to the person I used to be. This novel will be an attempt to rediscover the beauty I first saw in motherhood. My life is beyond hectic. I wanted five kids and I got them. Apparently, though, five is my limit. At 36, I am done with birthing babies, Miss Scarlett, and now, I have to figure out a way to love being a mother…again. Motherhood has it's Everests as well as it's Death Valleys. I want to try an experiment. Help me write my own Happy Ending. At the end of each post, I will leave the main character in a situation. Point her in a direction. Let's see where she ends up.

                        --July 5, 2011