Hello. Hi. Howdy.

Writing this first blog post was on my list of things to do for about nine days now. 
Perhaps you are wondering what was crossed off my list before this post was written?

Here's a sampling:
#4. Find the parasaurolophus Kiddo desperately needed. (I sorted through three boxes of plastic dinosaurs, looked under two couch cushions and searched one pink castle to find it. Not the yellow and blue stripe parasaurolophus, mind you. No, the green one. Yes, we have two.)
#19. Find my gloves. (They were in the box with old bathing suits from my honeymoon and my husband’s ski goggles. The box was labeled “Pictures/Good Place mats.” I didn’t know we had place mats, let alone good ones.)
#1. Laundry. (Laundry is always on my list. In the top spot. Kiddo is potty-trained, but still has accidents. Enough said.)
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I love lists. I always have. I used to finish my lists, complete everything on them, and start news ones. However, since entering this permanent era of my life called motherhood, I have basically one list. 
It is long.
Really long.
And it keeps getting longer.
It seems the days of getting stuff done has gone, as my Aunt Shorty would say, by way of the possum.
Okay. I don’t really know what that means, the origin of that saying or what Aunt Shorty’s real name was, but these days, I make do with what I have.
So, when my editors here at New York Family approached me to become a blogger and asked what I wanted to write about, I looked at it as a challenge to myself. If I have to blog about doing things that are on my list, if I have deadlines to share my experiences with you, it would force me to actually, once again, get stuff done.
Yes, things will be done. Big things (learning how to cook sans a microwave and toning my post c- section tummy). Small things (figuring out the best “emergency gifts” to keep on hand and reporting on the state of my family’s pet situation, or lack thereof). Things I never thought I would do (attempting to learn hip-hop and becoming a kids band groupie).
Welcome to the motherhood list. Feel free to comment, give suggestions, and add to it. 
As the tag line says, it never ends...kinda like motherhood.