What does that even mean?

I had a friend once ask me.. "What does that even mean?"

Well, it is kinda like my philosophy.. yeah even I have one of those. So here goes...

"I'm not saying... I'm just saying" pretty much sums it up for me. I tell it how it is. There is no sugar coating nothing sweetie. If you want me to hold your hand, or tell you everything is peachy, it just aint goona happen. It is time to get over it and deal. My mom calls it "puttin on your big girl panties". But the whole concept of a blog called "shit my mom says.." was already taken.

I don't have all the answers. If I did. I wouldn't need my therapist. But I have seen a lot, and have had to learn to be creative... or I'd go mad. And I know I am not alone. So I figure... why not share. If it makes ya laugh.. or gives you that feeling of not being alone.. or hey.. wow my life could be worse (look at this lady). Then I can end the day on a positive note.

I am not some part-time Dr. Phil. I am not some person who has always dreamed of being a writer. Nope, honestly I just fancy myself an average American, just trying to get by. Although I have made my living in the fields of science and medicine; I fancy myself an artist. I love photography, drawing, and singing. But most important... I am a mom. I have 1 child... why? Because I am a quick learner... yup... that's where babies come from!

I never thought of being a mom. I was too selfish, not to mention terrified of children. But as fate would have it... I learned to face that fear. I have this strange ability to handle things that would make most people run. I assisted in pediatric autopsies, I sang in front of 2,000 people, I keep cool in the strangest of scenarios. But the one thing I was positive I would never be mentally equipped to handle was motherhood. My mother ran a daycare and I would have panic attacks on my way home from school... dreading the diapers and sticky little fingers.

Don't get the wrong idea, I love my son, and of all the things that I have done, or will do; he is by far my greatest accomplishment, challenge, and treasure. He makes me smile when I can't... and find strength when I have none left. 

But seriously... kids are scary... not "Zombie Apocalypse" scary, more "Alien vs. Predator" scary.

I'm not saying... I'm just saying.