I moved from QuirkyMom.com (not a link as I let that URL go long long ago) to ModifiedMotherhood.com way back in the stone age 2013. I last posted in 2020… and even that was quite some time from the previous last post. I started MSModified.com in 2019ish and made all of ten posts over there. I can’t only be about MS, same as I can’t only be about being a mom.
It is 2026. Nearly 2027. I am moving back to my roots. Always Modified. Always a Mother. Always a little something else too.
My about page used to be this little blurb:
Modified Motherhood, bringing up a new generation. Where punk meets parenting. Everything from school to scouts, tutoring to tattooing, recipes to riots.I’m a mostly natural, slightly modified aging punk. I can’t focus on one topic for too long, but I can write about a lot of topics, all of which relate to *parenting* in some way or another. Because that is what my life revolves around. For now. You can reach me at jennifer@modifiedmotherhood.com.
Motherhood. Modified For Us.
Jenn has been described as “the archetype of the next generation matriarch” – whatever that means. She resides in not-so-sunny south Florida. With her children working on being nearly grown, she dreams about living in a tiny house almost anywhere else. Jenn runs the technical aspect of Punky Moms. Whenever there is a tech problem, she fixes it. She is the great and powerful Oz. (stolen from Punky Moms)
Welcome to the Pivot.
I feel like it’s still accurate, in the most inaccurate of ways. Interests change. Children grow up, and if we’ve done our proper job, we’ve raised them to move out and not need us. It’s the absolute worst prize ever, and somehow also the best. That doesn’t mean they stop calling (unless you really screwed up). It doesn’t mean they don’t need you, they just don’t need you every five minutes. I joke I’ve got dogs now, but…. I’ve got dogs now.
So join me on this new journey. Not quite empty-nesting. Not quite retired. Not quite anything really, except also trying to survive in this new dystopian world we seem to have collectively dreamed into being.
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