Bob Rossin’ it.

You might have noticed, if you glance at my Twitter feed or Instagram, that I make bath bombs.

Drinking Cold Coffee

My mom always told me I’d know I was a mother when I was willing to eat cold eggs. I only recently truly grew to appreciate the smile that accompanied her words. The day I found myself nursing a regular-sized cup of coffee for a full five hours, I knew I’d reached my “mom” moment.┬áSomething…