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The Mid Mom Podcast is your new favorite guilty pleasure—a place where pop culture meets conspiracy, motherhood gets a dose of coolness, and we tackle the juicy questions no one else dares to ask.
Join me as I dive into the messiest headlines, decode the secrets behind celebrity drama, and pull back the curtain on the wild world of celebrities, cults, and curiosity. Expect a mix of humor, insight, and unfiltered truth as we navigate everything from deep dives into pop culture, the darker side of politics, parenting, and of course leaving a cult...because we know all too well that you can take the girl outta the cult, but you can't take the cult outta the - wait...okay bad example.
If you love a good laugh, a bit of drama, and conversations that make you say, "Wait, WHAT?!"—this podcast is for you.
Come for the dirty diet coke, stay for the crazy cool vibes.
Eat Pray Slay Kweens.
ATTN: SEASONS 1-3 ARE EXPLICIT. SEASON 4 IS MOSTLY CLEAN 💅
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61. DEEE-CLiNED - when i lived off tears & hotel pb&j sammies 💃
Picture this, kweens: me, walking my dog in my kid’s hand-me-down boots, crunching through the snow. It’s not just a stroll—it’s therapy, no co-pay required. Reminiscing about a lovers quarrel along the Bow river that started just like every other road trip up and down the QE2, fueled by tears, rage, and climate change fumes.
Rewind to a volleyball nationals trip, grad for my twins, and their nationals, where I was scraping cash like I was on Extreme Couponing: Desperate Tradwife Edition. Every expense felt like a gut punch, and debt was suffocating me while my marriage started feeling more like a bad business deal. Thankfully, some Saintly team parents who didn't know our sitch, covered meals for my kids while I juggled three of them and felt crushed by the weight of it all.
Divorce? Yeah, it crossed my mind—more than once. But there I was, walking, breathing, staring at trees like they’d spill the secrets of life. And somehow, I decided to stay. Not because it was easy, but because something told me there was still a way forward. The birds are my guide.
Cue the plot twist: instead of crumbling, I bet on myself. I started creating content—sharing my chaos with strangers on the internet. It’s messy, it’s imperfect, but it’s mine. I’ve learned to find joy in the little things: a wagging tail, a sunrise along the river, my eagles, and a few likes on a post.
And you know what? I’m hopeful, because what’s the worst that can happen? Oh, and BTW, I just launched a Substack—it’s paid, and it's exclusive because your girl is done living that life. 💅
Eat Pray Slay Kweens!
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Eat Pray Slay Kweens!