Andrea Remke
I grew up in South Bend, Ind., where I received a degree in Communications/Journalism from Saint Mary's College. My husband Matthew is a native of Northern Ky/Cincinnati, where he works in the grocery business. We live not far from his boyhood home in Northern Kentucky. I've worked at several newspapers as a writer/editor and am now a freelance writer and mom to a 10-year-old, twin 7-year-olds and a 5-year-old. I work part time doing PR at my daughter's preschool and enjoy rare getaways to the beach. Someday I hope to write childrens' books, but in the meantime, I document life's happenings in my blog, http://kentuckymom2twinsandmore.blogspot.com.
Failing at Motherhood Sucks
I failed so badly today.
So, I yelled at my daughter tonight. What's new, right?
But this time, I really yelled.
It wasn't fair to her, I see that now, but I couldn't help it.
I didn't yell...
Countdown to Back to School: 5 Last Minute Survival Tips
If any of you moms are like me, the final days of summer leading up to that glorious return to school have got you feeling like you are running the longest, sweatiest marathon -...
An Apology from Miss Judgypants
I owe a lot of people some serious apologies.
I'm getting to an age where I need to own up to some stuff and let it go. I am not saying anything here to absolve...
Uh-Oh… We Got a Dog
We got a puppy.
Ok, I know what you are thinking. It probably has something to do with me not having time to care for anything right now because I've got four kids with endless commitments, practices...
It’s Going to Fly… Enjoy it Now
I saw you on the beach last week. I know you saw me. A couple of times we uncomfortably locked eyes. Both of us found ourselves lucky enough to be enjoying spring break on...
Manic Monday Means MNO
A local chain restaurant started a promotion recently that has rocked my world, I'm not going to lie.
It's called $5 Martini Monday and lets just say - it's totally brilliant.
They know exactly what they are...
Mine to Protect
It took 27 years but it finally happened. All the anger, the rage, the sadness and hurt I had repressed from a time long ago came flooding back after an incident at my son's...
To the Boy who Taught me True Love… and Heartache
Holy crap son, you went and turned double digits on me. That was fast.
I haven't been able to hang on to you lately, you have grown like crazy these past several years. I promised...