DUST BUNNIES

Being a mom, there are certain things in life that are inevitable: bedtime often comes with tears, there is always at least one dish forgotten before loading the dishwasher, there is never anything to eat in the fridge (according to our children), and we have dust bunnies.

I wrote most of my books sitting up late at night after my house was quiet, contemplating the day, rethinking my decisions, second-guessing myself thinking what I could’ve done better and how I could’ve spent my time cleaning while sitting on the sofa. The pressure we his parents put on ourselves is never ending and can feel all consuming.  Something that I’ve dealt with frequently is never feeling like I had enough hours in the day to complete my never-ending to-do list that comes with having two toddlers and two dogs who coincidentally act up when my children are otherwise occupied for one or two minutes.

When my house was quiet, I started to think about dust bunnies, and where they might be hiding and how I could explain them to my children, full of our dogs' hair with lost little strings and shoelaces, sometimes wrapped up in an old sock that you lost three years ago. So I began to write and Dust Bunnies the book was born. I wanted to bring a glimpse of normalcy to a family's home, not being perfect and not being spotless and shiny, and bring a little bit of fun to it while helping families not feel so alone - maybe just a little less ashamed of their dust bunnies because we all have them, and that’s OK, because bunnies aren’t bad, just a little unclean.