Greetings Fellow Super Moms!

Greetings my fellow Super Moms! And oh yes I do feel like I ought to be wearing a cape and a snazzy pair of undies on the outside of my pants at times. I guess a pair of beat up jeans or my favorite pair of plaid pajama pants are going to have to do.

I guess I should introduce myself to you, Mysterious Reader. My name is Alexis Ryan Stephens and I am the mother of two beautiful little girls. My eldest daughter Natalie is going to be five in a few more days and I have no idea where the time has gone, and my youngest daughter Emily just turned two months old a few days ago. Once again I have to say I have no idea where the time went.

Now you might be asking yourself why I deserve the title of Super Mom. Well where should I begin? Not only am I a mother of very active children, but I work twelve hour graveyard shifts as a Dispatcher, am a full time student learning to make video games, I clean up the house after my very messy husband Matt, take care of the errands, am a photographer, crafter, author, amateur chef and I review video games in my rare spare time. Oh I almost forgot! I'm also studying for my California Real Estate License and am planning for my wedding in September. Now I know at this point you wondering why I am planning for my wedding when I'm already married and all I can say is that last week my boyfriend and I of seven years had to tie the knot for financial reasons. That's supposed to be a secret but heck, you'll never tell will you?

Despite the chaos my very full life seems to inspire, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Not only do I have a full schedule I have very eclectic taste in just about everything. I have an addiction to books, food, video games, food, computer games, food, movies and did I mention food? And the most serious addiction of all, Made For TV junk. That ranges from the good.... Cindy Crawford's Meaningful Beauty, the bad...the Perfect Pancake, and the ugly...Nutrisystem. Can I say how much I hate gross stuff that pretends to be food? A dehydrated pile of disgusting dog vomit flavored mushrooms and rice does not a Risotto make.

That brings me to why I'm doing this. I'm under no delusions that anyone cares about the opinions of a nobody thirty year old woman but I'm going to give them anyways. I treat everyday and every activity like a review anyways so why not publish them, even if I'm the only one who reads them. So my fellow Super Moms, you champions of the everyday battles, heroes of the home front, keepers of the daily schedule and the shoestring budgets....hang on to your capes.