I'm Tammie, or sorry, I should say "Alex's Mom". I used to have a name, some confidence in my abilities: heck, I used to have an identity - one identity to be exact - I was Tammie. Yes, I worked at the library, but I could dance all night. I loved most music, but the stuff that makes you want to dance is the best! I could do without country - too depressing and doesn't mix well with alcohol (that's a story for later).

Then I had Alex and I still had confidence and I didn't care that my new identity was "Alex's Mom" because that was the best thing to be. We loved to dance - I even bought a "Dance Baby" cd - Old MacDonald as dance music - cool! Dance all night? Not quite as often, but not because I couldn't. It was because I didn't want to leave Alex...

I just discovered something... I need to get back to dancing, whether Alex dances with me or not!!! Even if I can't bend over backwards like I could in my 20s or raise my arms in the air like you are possessed - that might be age (or lack of alcohol). Speaking of alcohol, I can't even drink socially anymore without falling asleep. I went on a tangent - I have many, so I hope you don't get lost.

I don't have any confidence, I don 't dance, I don't have energy to have a personality, but I have a great husband, and 2 amazing step-children - and Alex, my adorable, funny, grumpy, frustrated, extremely intelligent, 7 year old boy. The road is bumpy with no confidentce, but I'm going to try to view it as a rollercoaster - the ride up might be long and bumpy, but coming down is exhillerating!

Until the next coaster ride.....

"Alex's Mom"

P.S. I thought finding something to write about would be the hard thing to do, but it was signing up for the blog. I really don't feel I know what I am doing or even what the terminology means. I also am lacking the time to figure it out!