The Mother of All Meltdowns Book Giveaway!

It’s official…The Mother of All Meltdowns is now available on!!! And I couldn’t be more excited to be a contributing author, along with 29 other magnificent moms who have had their moments, and were not afraid to write honestly about it. So pour yourself a glass of wine, curl up in your favorite comfy chair, and enjoy a little motherly mayhem on us. 

In The Mother of All Meltdowns, you’ll be able to read my previously unpublished story of the time I became so overwhelmed with motherhood, I did something I had never done before.  And thankfully, I haven’t done it since. It’s the story of the holiday havoc that went down in historyI don’t want to give too much away, but I CAN tell you it involves the flu, flatulence, and fainting. And it’s funny too!

To celebrate this exciting new release, I decided to do my very first blog giveaway! 
I’m giving away hot-off-the-press copies of the book to 2 lucky readers of MYODD. 

Or, if you simply can’t wait, you can get your own copy now by clicking HERE
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  1. My mommy bookclub is TOTALLY going to read this book!

    • Mommy meltdown? used to be daily it seemed but things have leveled off for the time being. I can’t believe I can’t think of an epic one off the top of my head. I blame my preggo brain :/

    • Preggo brain? Well then…you’ve got plenty of mommy meltdowns to come. I’ll give you a pass. πŸ™‚

  2. I have had to call my dad, crying, to beg him to please take my son so I could get some sleep BEFORE I had a meltdown. Working nights and then getting up with an infant was not easy.

  3. When my darling little boy was one month old I was so beyond exhausted. He only slept for 1-2 chunks during the night and was eating every hour to hour and a half during the day. I felt like a slave to the couch. My husband works nights so I am the only one up with the baby at night. I had not eaten or showered in what seemed like days… when my (wonderful) husband asked if I minded if he go to his softball game and would be back in one hour. I said “yeah, that’s fine” (obviously that was a lie) so he left. I spend the next hour hysterically crying and plotting out our divorce. I had it all planned; what I was going to say, how much time he had to get his stuff out of the house, etc. Luckily by the time he came home I had stopped crying and decided we should stay married. (Mostly because this parenting thing would be even harder alone! haha) Our little boy is now three months old, sleeping a little better, and eating less frequently. My husband and I both get to now leave the house for little breaks without either of us threatening divorce. ~ I can’t wait to read your book!

    • Hahaha! I’m so glad you re-considered. (I’m sure your husband is too!) I promise you…it’ get’s better!!! Enjoy every moment with that sweet baby!

  4. Love it!! I want to do a giveaway, too. Trying to figure out a way to do it – haven’t ever done one before either!

  5. We will be buying the book for sure, but if I win a copy I’ll give that one away to another lucky reader. Can’t wait to read the final edited version of your true life story. Congratulations published author.

  6. how about an auntie meltdown? πŸ™‚ babysitting my infant niece with my husband (who was no help!) – the evening went perfectly, we played, I gave her a bath, cuddled her with a book, and put her to bed…then, for some reason, I thought I should rearrange her blanket, which woke her up (duh) – she started scream/crying and as I was trying to calm her down, my mother-in-law called, my husband answered and I heard him say “I don’t know why she’s crying so much” – gah!!!!! (we were never asked to babysit again!)

    • First rule of parenthood/babysitting: NEVER touch a sleeping child! Hahaha! I’m sure they’ll have you back to babysit some day. πŸ™‚

  7. No, I’m not a mom, BUT this would be the perfect gift for one of my friends! πŸ™‚

  8. My mommy meltdowns come sporadically. One I can remember is when my daughter ran around the house with a mylar balloon and the sound, OH THE SOUND. I thought I’d lose it completely. I may have even blogged about it.

  9. I have them all the time. I just tell my husband he’s got the kids and I lock myself in the bathroom with a glass of wine and a steaming hot bubblebath!
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  10. My 3 year old daughter would NOT stay on her bed in time out. “Mama’s going to spank you if you get off that bed.” With fire in her big brown toddler eyes, she immediately slid off the side of her twin size bed, testing me. I popped her on her cute little bum, picked her light little body up under her armpits and plopped her back on the bed. Again, she immediately slid off and stood on the floor, her eyes brimming with tears but angry, determined all the same. “Hallie, don’t get off this bed again,” I commanded in a little higher volume. Plop, test, slide, spank, plop, test, slide, spank, … finally I’d had it and stormed out of her room, finding my husband and told him I’d spanked her 8 times and she still was defying me. “Please go in there and do something with her, I can’t keep spanking her, but I can’t back down now. I’m afraid I might just beat her to a pulp!” I left, got the dog and went for a walk to cool off!

  11. Anonymous says:

    After a long day of too many things to list – the straw that broke this mommy’s back was getting out of the car from an awful grocery shopping trip at the end of the day, carrying the bag to bring into the house with the only thing I had to make for dinner, and the spaghetti sauce falling out the bottom of the bag and breaking on the driveway – I collapsed on my knees in my driveway (and in the sauce) and sobbed with my children looking on. My neighbors fully understand the mommy meltdown!!

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