In my first month of being a SAHM, I decided that we needed chickens. Yes . . . chickens! Thankfully, my husband usually goes along with my crazy ideas, but I’m pretty sure he thought I was completely nuts with this one.

After trying every possible option I could think of to hold it all together (being a working mom and a good wife), I arrived at the same conclusion. This isn't working and we are all suffering. So why am I still trying to force it, expecting a different outcome each time?

We are told (by society) to go to school, plan our career path, meet a man, then start a family. Why does the family part seem to be an afterthought?