Nice to Meet You. I’ll Try Not to Fall Head Over Heels.

First, let me say, thank you so much for reading what I, mother of two and master of not-much has to say.  I realize you don’t have much time.  So I’ll keep this brief, bright, and then be gone.  This is a motto that I adapted early on and realized quickly is something that you NEVER SAY TO YOUR HUSBAND ON THE PHONE!

I am so excited that Chiquita has picked little ‘ol me to share my stories with you. I’m a mom-blogger out of Charlotte, NC and run a fairly large playgroup (if you happen to live in the area, look it up: www.SouthCharlottePlaygroup.com).  My love story with the Chiquita Moms was a fast and furious one.  About a year ago I was asked to participate in a Chiquita Moms’ blogger program.  Who doesn’t love bananas?  Obviously, I readily accepted.  Time flew by (as it seems to do after you have kids), and several months later, I got a call offering a coveted Chiquita Mom’s blogging job. I accepted the gig, and shortly thereafter flew off to meet the Chiquita folks and my fellow Chiquita mom-bloggers (who are way fabulous by the way).

Unbeknownst to me, my immune system had been dealing with a pretty nasty stomach “situation” on the day of my trip.  I was concerned, but felt I could conquer it.  I was wrong.  Moments after meeting the lovely men and women of my new Chiquita family, you know what I do?  Pass out.  On the floor.  In a skirt.  Then, I puke.  Everywhere.  Next, it gets even more exciting…. a concerned person must have called 911 so in rolls fire department! Excellent response time, Cincinnati!

So what happens, you ask, after one collapses on the floor (in a skirt), projectile vomits in front of executives and colleagues, then gets rescued by the fire department? Well, dear readers, you pull out your hair brush, touch up your lip stick, and get on with the day. We’re moms. It’s what we do best.

Quite a first impression, huh?  So, hi, I’m Katie, I’m a stay at home mom, but spend way to much time in front of my computer “working.”  I think that’s what we’re calling Pinterest these days, right?  Work?  When I’m not in front of the computer you’ll find me playing with the kids in the sandbox, pushing the double stroller on the greenway, experimenting with a recipe in the kitchen and doing anything to avoid arts and crafts.  I am not a fan of sewing machines and glue guns.  Did I mention I can’t thread a needle?  That’s what alteration stores are for.  I’m not afraid to embarrass myself for a couple laughs.  But, I’m sure gonna try not to have 911 called again in my honor.  I’ve had enough of that.

I look forward to sharing my stories of parenthood, love and laughter with you.  It’s going to be fun. We’re going to learn, and we’ll probably eat a few Chiquita bananas along the way.