The year got off to a great start when Ivy, one of our cats, "wrote" a guest post on why it sucks to be the family cat.
I shared ten of the things I've learned from my children and recalled why doing a photo shoot with 9 kids is nothing but an agonizing form of torture.
This month came in with a bang as I blasted the people at Disney for the mixed messages some of their movies send to overly inquisitive kids, like my daughter.
When Tim failed to buy me a personalized license plate, I came up with my own Helene'isms. And in another post, I talked about all the...well, interesting things you may hear coming out of our house if you were my neighbor.
I poured my heart out in a gut-wrenching post about betrayal and its ugly aftermath. In another emotional piece titled She is Ready But I am Not, I wrote about the experience of taking my only daughter to get her ears pierced.
March began with the silly realization that my kids would still love me even if I didn't bake them birthday cakes anymore...yeah, right. It was the end of a wanna-be cake artist who desperately wanted to be Supermom.
Another emotionally draining post as I poured my heart out about something that is a daily struggle for me.
Then, of course, there was the confession about the time I laughed at my daughter as she cried watching a Justin Bieber video.
Cole and Bella shared their thoughts about family vacations.
With my birthday at the very beginning of this month, we celebrated by taking the kids on a road trip to Disneyland. Ever wonder what a 7-hour road trip is like with 4 young children? Read this post.
I shared some wisdom in a post titled How To Survive Spring Break With Your Kids and chatted about a very frustrating conversation I had with one of my kids.
And then there was the 28-second video that proves that motherhood is a thankless job.
This month began with a post titled Well, Who Died And Made Them Boss...as my kids waited for me to screw up so they could enlighten me with their wealth of knowledge.
I shared why my engagement ring is my favorite piece of jewelry and the crazy excuses my kids come up with to avoid bedtime.
I also poured my heart out again in a difficult piece about my battle with depression.
And May ended as the kids and I planted our summer garden...and I discussed why I have a love/hate relationship with gardening.
This month zoomed by with hardly any posts but definitely not one to miss, especially if you have a teenager who thinks it'd be super cool to get pregnant with twins, is the one where I show my twin belly pics.
In a post titled This One Time, At Band Camp, I wrote about my very first (awkward) kiss.
I started this month off with why it's never wise to sing "Leaving On A Jet Plane" to a 6-year old child before....uh, leaving on a jet plane.
In this Rockin' the Baby post, I shared my favorite pics of the kids from when they were younger. And in an attempt to make myself feel better about my mothering skills, I discussed the 10 reasons why I'll never be Mother of the Year.
I poured my heart out when I feared my marriage was permanently broken.
Summertime means it's time for our annual "same shit, different location" vacation to Lake Tahoe, where we encountered greedy geese, rabid chipmunks and wild bears.
In honor of mine and Tim's 9th wedding anniversary, I wrote a piece about what I wished someone had told me about marriage...dripping with humor and sarcasm, as always.
As the school year began once again, I wrote a post called They Said What?!, where I shared some of the hysterical things my kids have said.
Not much else exciting going on this month as I struggled to balance everything. Hey, maybe I should've written about that...
Remember back in March when I swore I would never bake another birthday cake for my kids ever again...well, I lied. Read this post to see what creation I came up with for Cole and Bella's birthday.
After melting off 35 pounds, I shared the REAL secret to losing weight. I also poured my heart out about a time where I made an extremely stupid decision which put my safety in serious jeopardy (a good read for those of you who know a teenage girl who will soon be driving).
I wrote about what went down at the pumpkin patch this year, as I struggled to get a semi-decent picture of all 4 kids for our Christmas cards.
And, finally, our kitchen remodel was complete!!
My heart broke as I wrote about how badly words can hurt, after I yelled at one of my kids instead of following my gut and taking a breather.
And then there was the trespassing incident, where I tried to convince my straight-laced daughter to bend the rules a little.
On one of the days where the kids were driving me crazy, I ended up embarrassing my husband...One of the Reasons Why Husbands Should Never Work From Home.
December was more of a serious month for me, as the gray clouds loomed and the depression hit once again.
I reflected on why it's so important for me to create happy childhood memories for my kids, even if it killed me and that exact moment when I feared we had made a huge mistake during one of our IVF cycles due to the desperation of infertility.
Lastly, I wrote a gut-wrenching post about what's hidden behind the smile, where I shared graphic details of the thoughts that go through my brain when I hit rock bottom.
And that, my friends, concludes the highlights from 2011.
It's been a wonderful year...full of humor, good times, and some not-so-good times.
I'm looking forward to what's in store in 2012!
Wishing you all a very happy (and safe) New Year!
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