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Star Wars, trying to be a good mom and finding out my husband was a perv!

So, no big real-life updates—stay-at-home momhood is still one of the most boring yet insanely fulfilling things I’ve ever done. I rushed back to work after both Abby and TJ were born because, while I loved being a mom, I didn’t think I’d be fulfilled without teaching. The circumstances were different back then—when Abby was born, we were living in Alabama and I was just subbing. There were a couple of other moms on base I trusted to watch her. By the time TJ was born, we had moved into our house in Texas, and I had my mom and older sister steps away—both thrilled to help with the kids while I took my first full-time teaching job. But here in Arizona, we’re pretty much on our own. Sure, we have Evie, but she’s student teaching and wrapping up some remote classes, and while her help is invaluable, I can’t pile any more responsibility on her just because I might get the itch to work again. Of course, Ashley loves having me home—24/7 access to your own on call feeding machine sounds gr...
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My first trip home--I have to admit how insanely lucky I am.

So obviously, I’ve been posting a lot less lately. There are a few reasons for that. First of all—Ashley. She turned 15 weeks yesterday, and she’s unbelievably interactive now. I’ve tried to sit down and write a blog post at least a dozen times, but then she’ll smile or coo, or even throw a full-blown fit (which the baby books say isn’t possible yet, but trust me—there is some real intensity behind those cries). And suddenly I’m all in. I just want to sit with her, hold her, and soak it all in. The second reason is that I got to go home to Texas for about 10 days and just… be there. Be present. Take it all in. But maybe most importantly: the one-year mark passed. Almost without fanfare (aside from my post). And after everything that’s happened over the last year, something about that milestone felt quietly, unexpectedly cathartic. I didn’t know what I was expecting, exactly—especially since my viral moment was really just a blip—but now that I’ve eased into the comfort of family l...
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Thank you so much to those of you who've reached out about the flooding in Central Texas

Obviously, I’ve taken a bit of a break from blogging—and from Reddit. After the one-year anniversary of everything , it felt right to let things breathe for a while. And with the Fourth of July coming up, I was really looking forward to a lighthearted holiday here in Arizona. But just as we were getting ready to celebrate, we started getting messages that serious rain was expected back home in Texas. Let me say this up front—because I never want to leave people hanging in suspense when I build a narrative: everyone in my family is safe. The worst parts of the storm and the most devastating flooding happened about an hour northwest of where I grew up. But even though the Texas Hill Country is a big area geographically, it's one of those places where everyone is connected. Everyone knows someone who was affected. The bonds run wide and deep—through extended family, friends, church, school, sports, and of course, the Guadalupe River. I’m trying not to personalize this too much, bu...
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I found my husband's blog post that made us reddit "famous"--one year ago today. Here it is (with my comments).

Like so many of my posts--this one deals with sexual assault, please read with caution if that may bother you! This is also a long one--sorry in advance! Today marks the one-year anniversary of my husband making a Reddit post that would change our lives forever. And yes, that’s a dramatic way to start a blog—but it’s not untrue. I’m not “internet famous” in the way someone becomes after a drunken outburst on an airplane or a viral TikTok dance—not even close. But for a wife, mom, and teacher from a smallish Texas town, I went from worrying about summer camps one day… to having tens of thousands of strangers call me a slut and a whore the next. So no, my “fame” didn’t last in the public sphere—but it shaped me in ways that will last forever. Before I dive into the blog that started it all, I want to reflect on where we were then—and where we are now. I think it’s a great example of how sometimes you really do have to walk through fire to come out stronger on the other side. On Jun...
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Mimosas, Memory Lane, and My Whole A**

Based on one simple fact, today was supposed to be the absolute best day of the summer—the day Season 2 of America's Sweethearts: Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders dropped on Netflix. And don't get me wrong—like the truly spoiled brat of a stay-at-home mom I’ve apparently become, I binge-watched seven hours straight while my live-in nanny (okay, my future sister-in-law—who comes at a major discount rate) entertained my 9- and 7-year-olds. I was even able to indoctrinate baby Ashley by osmosis into a future career as a cheerleader. It was a marvelous day. So marvelous, and I was so enraptured in the show, that it wasn’t until just a few minutes ago that I noticed my iPhone’s Memories had popped up with a doozy. Jess and Jenn, before you read on—please glance at a calendar. June 18th. Now think back two years. June 18th, 2023. A Sunday. I really wish I could’ve revealed this on FaceTime today because I can already see your exact expressions. In Austin, there was (hopefully still is) a...
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After 18 years, I finally have the details about the girl my husband cheated with.

It’s been a quite day, quite a week, quite a month—whatever. If you’ve been following my recent blogs, you probably noticed something’s been off with me. I’ve been this way for a mix of good and bad reasons. Let’s start with the good. Like clockwork, at around the eight-week mark after all three of my pregnancies, I get horny . I mean the kind of horny where it feels like my body finally belongs to me again and I’m ready to ride a fence post. When this hits, I devour anything sexual—videos, audios, literature—you name it. That’s probably why I loved the baseball player story AI wrote for me in one of my last blogs. It was steamy, raw, fun—basically, it was just sex. Right now, I’m playing a mental game of “smash or pass” with every adult I see, whether they’re in person, on TV, or online. So far, no passes, I’m that worked up. And I know I’m not alone—my poor sister Jess got so intense four weeks postpartum that she got pregnant again right away. That’s how we ended up with our adorabl...
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Start a fight with me Bubs? Remember you in the lake with Chloe? CHLOE!

So I posted a blog yesterday that wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea—maybe no one’s cup of tea. That’s totally okay. I thought it was kind of silly and funny, and everyone in my family who reads my blog thought it was hilarious. Don’t worry, though—the AI-generated housewife romance novel smut won’t become a regular thing! I do have to admit: I am very tired. So my judgment probably isn't the best right now. Ashley isn’t sleeping at all, and it seems like the only thing she wants to do is curl up in my chair and nuzzle into my boobs so she can nurse whenever she wants. I don’t think I’ve gotten more than two hours of consecutive sleep in at least a week. Also, we’re coming up on the one-year anniversary of the event . And honestly? I’m not sure what to expect. I assume there are very few people on the internet who still care (eternal thanks to those of you who do!), but I have no idea how I’ll relive that day. I have an appointment with my SA recovery therapist on Thursday, and I plan t...
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