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**This is in desperate need of some lovin’. Since we are about to add another munchkin to the mix in less than a month, I’ll wait until he or she arrives. Yes, I know that’s the lazy approach. In my defense I’m very pregnant and I hear that means I’m allowed to be lazy bum.”**

Aloha! My name is Renee Adams, and I would like to introduce you to Me Myself and Mommy. No, I am not Hawaiian. I am left handed, and half Greek – talk about unique. I live in Buena Vista, Virginia with my husband Steve, and our two-year-old daughter Moanna (Mo’ for short). No pets – our lives are hectic enough as it is.

I was born and raised in the same part of the world that I live in today. In fact, I am only about thirty miles from the home I grew up in. Our family functioned on dysfunctional practices. I think we did quite well for ourselves, and if not, at least we have great character.

Despite my mother’s best efforts to keep me home, I was an over scheduled, over achiever. Dance, prom committee, yearbook, homecoming board – I had to do it all. I must have done something right because I landed myself a full scholarship to get my undergraduate degree. Don’t be fooled – I will be paying for college until I’m at least 90.

Circa 1998, I was diagnosed with Fybromyalgia. I spend most of my day exhausted and in a lot of pain, and from time-to-time, I suffer from depression. Winter is the hardest. It is more than frustrating to have the desire to do great things in the world, but have no energy to make it happen. I am optimistic that I will learn how to control the symptoms, so I can live a full life.

Though life has scattered us across the globe, my friends from high school are still the loves-of-my-life. A few college friends have managed to steal my heart as well, including my husband. The first time I saw Steve was at a sales conference. He was on stage receiving an award while I was sitting in the audience. At that moment, I knew I had to kiss him. I did not know I would marry him until our first date more than a month later.

Two months into my senior year at Virginia Tech (Go Hokies!), just two months after Steve and I moved in together, I learned that I was pregnant with Moanna. Most young couples would have freaked out; for us, it was perfect. If I could spend the rest of my life seven months pregnant, I would. On June 4, 2007, just three weeks after I received my degree in Hospitality and Tourism Management, Mo was born. I promised her she could have all the ice cream she wanted, if she would just wait until after graduation to make her big debut.

After living together for three years, Steve and I were married on May 23, 2009. One week later, we were baptized in the Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints. Both commitments have blessed and changed our lives tremendously.

Steve and I both work full time away from home. Steve works as a District Manager for a small corporation. He spends a lot of time in the car. I am a Catering Manager for a prominent local college. I enjoy my work, and I have met many famous people. However, when school is in session, the days can be long.  As a result, you can imagine the lack of organization that engulfs our home and lives. Not to mention, Moanna spends most of her day with her amazing babysitters. They are nothing short of a miracle. I am not good at balancing my life between work, motherhood and the things that fall in between. It is my dream that one day finances will allow me to work from home.

I began Me Myself and Mommy as a way to chronicle my journey in motherhood. I wanted to create a site that would allow me to express myself as a woman and individual (i.e. MeMyself), and as a mother (i.e. Mommy). I bought the domain back in September of 2008, but did not gain the nerve to begin writing until June 4, 2009. I figured Mo’s second birthday was a great day to invite the world’s judgement into my life. I hope that you will laugh with me and not at me. Although, if you laugh at me, I can’t say that I blame you.

I hate snakes, wet socks and winter. Cold weather makes me a miserable person to be around. I love great food, traveling, and sleeping in. My body aches for a glass of wine. My soul aches for palm trees and the ocean. I am afraid of storms, violence and boredom. One day, I will live a life where time has no meaning and business casual is frowned upon. Until then…

Cheers!