Blarney!

I don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day very enthusiastically, probably because I don't see the point.  We never gave it much thought in our home growing up, and I don't need a reminder to drink every day (I've got a kid for that).

All joking aside, as a Mother, I've found myself wanting to make everything memorable for my son.  This need was never there before and I don't remember anyone mentioning this when they gave me  the "nesting" and "post depression" talks.  Maybe I missed those classes at the local hospital.  Anyways, all I know is that it consumes me.  I try to fight it and it eats away at me nonetheless.

And so, here I am, entering March and another Holiday on the horizon.  Hopefully, I don't go overboard.