I Can’t Do Magic, the Kids Can, Yet Somehow We All Survive.
Daily Chaos, Magically Documented
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My kitchen had been spotless for six whole minutes—long enough for me to believe, briefly, that I had mastered both motherhood and the laws of thermodynamics. Then a fireball drifted down my staircase like it had an appointment with my face, and I realized two things: my children had somehow…
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“James — plate, sink. Now.” Monica’s voice carried the kind of authority only a long-suffering mother could summon: equal parts command, prayer, and thinly veiled threat. Four-year-old James had inhaled his dinner at warp speed, eager to return to whatever Lego-based crisis was unfolding in the next room. On the…
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My husband paused mid-boot and said, “You’re… see-through.” Which is how I learned my three-year-old had discovered invisibility before breakfast.
● Latest Articles
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Hi, I’m Monica, and I Promise I’m Usually Less Weird
What’s the first impression you want to give people? The impression I wish people got from me is that I’m a pulled-together mom who knows…
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New Zealand: Because My Life Already Feels Like a Fantasy Show
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? If I could live anywhere in the world… New Zealand. Without hesitation. The…
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A Slightly Haunted Typewriter
What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever found (and kept)? I’m Monica—resident normal mom in a very not-normal family. My husband works in IT and just…
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The Magic of Snack Time (And Why I Try to Skip It)
What part of your routine do you always try to skip if you can? I’m Monica—resident normal mom in a very not-normal family. My husband…
● About Me
I’m Birdie, a mom, writer, and lover of all things life-affirming, which is just code for ‘I’m a hot mess trying to survive on coffee and laughter’. I write about the transformative power of raising tiny humans, finding the silver lining in everyday challenges, and thriving through the small setbacks that make family life so rewardingly resilient.
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