Hi!
My name is Kerri Green;
Wife to Justin, and mother to four highly entertaining daughters
-Alena, Chloe, Tessa, and Paige.
I am an artist, a writer, a daycare provider,
a lover of people, a believer that there is humor and beauty in all things,
and the author of Mom Outnumbered;
a blog about real family life, and my observations of it.
My goal is to make people laugh,
to be there for them when they cry,
and most importantly,
to let them know that they are not at all alone in this up and down world.
I live with my family in Sebastopol California, and I am opening the window into our life.
So welcome!
Come in.
Sit down.
Just please don’t mind the mysterious wet spots.
When I got up this morning I felt exactly the same. No sudden burst of newfound energy. No completely revolutionized children that no longer wake me up by fighting in the hall. I wasn’t suddenly more Jennifer Aniston, and less Rodney Dangerfield. It...
I was writing the last sentence of my last blog “After all, what fun would Christmas be without a surprise” when my phone was suddenly buzzing. My oldest, Alena, was face-timing me. It was 10:00. A 10:00 face time? This was about to be big. She and...
With less than a week left, it is my Christmas Go-Time. Time to get it all in while I can like some kind of Christmas Tradition Cookie Monster, just shoveling it all right in. Time to find the things, and bake the things, and wrap the things, and...
I am not trying to be a pessimist this year or anything,but Justin doesn’t have the best track record with gifts. On our very first anniversary,I was fresh with the excitement and hope of a honeymooner as to what sparkly jewelry or keepsake...
The girls have been making their Christmas lists. Mostly the expected things. A Kindle, a Barbie Jeep, a real working camera. My youngest, Paige, ever the warrior child, has requested two main things: A force-field, and for someone to be kind enough...
I blame Pinterest. I blame it for its perfectly piped icing and its cheery photo-shoots. I blame it for its lush-with-greenery-and-burlap fall tables, and its DIY pallet decor. I blame it for fueling a fire within me to absolutely drive myself into...
I had worked all day. Changing diapers, filling cups. Picking up the same things I had held in my hand at least 8 times. I had grocery shopped. I had lugged things in alone while multiple pairs of eyes had watched me do it from their seats. I had...
I got upset tonight. My 10 year old, Tessa, and I were making a recipe together for some gummy candies. The kit had been one of her birthday gifts. She had not followed instructions. It was already too late when I noticed that she had jumped ahead...
I love being a mom. Growing up it was all that I said when asked what I wanted to be. So much of it is exactly what I pictured. Their faces at Christmas, a birthday cake smash, their first time riding a bike. But no one told me how big of a...
Part 1 – by Kerri Green I have a friend named Ori. Ori is a seer, a feeler, and a knower. However, when I first met Ori, those things were not yet revealed; as I met her in the throes of her nearly crippling postpartum depression, when she...