Mentally Unstable But Managing: A Chaotic AMA and Life Catch-Up

This week on A Glass and a Giggle, Kassi sits down for a chaotic, unfiltered ask me anything episode while navigating motherhood, business ownership, friendship drama, mental overload, and the general emotional whiplash of adult life.

She opens up about becoming bar owners while raising toddlers, feeling overstimulated 24/7, navigating difficult personal situations behind the scenes, and why she’s been a little more absent lately. The episode balances heavier life updates with hilarious stories, self-deprecating humor, and the kind of brutally honest mom conversations listeners have come to expect from the podcast.

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A real, raw, funny take on motherhood, chaos, healing, and remembering who you are under the mom-life mess.

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Hi friends. Welcome back to A Glass and a Giggle, the podcast where the wine is room temperature, the laundry is never done, and somehow the toddlers always know the exact moment you sit down. Today's episode is honestly just a chaotic little catch-up life update, ask me anything situation. Because my brain currently has 47 tabs open and at least six of them are playing music. We're gonna talk motherhood, marriage, overstimulation, random life drama, probably reality TV at some point, and whatever else comes out of my mouth before someone wakes up needing a snack. So grab your emotional support beverage, ignore the pile of laundry judging you from across the room, and let's get into it. So I feel like life lately has just been one giant identity crisis mixed with a reality show, mixed with a daycare pickup line. Like genuinely, every single week lately, I feel like I'm adapting to some new version of life. One minute I'm making coffee and trying to convince a toddler that pants are in fact mandatory for school. And then the next minute I'm answering bar calls and dealing with employee schedules and learning things I never thought I would need to know about owning a business. Becoming bar owners has honestly been exciting and terrifying at the same time. I think from the outside, people just see the fun parts events, drinks, slots, the social side of it. But behind the scene, it's been a lot. The schedules, the stress, and trying to keep employees happy and solving problems constantly and realizing that once you own something, your brain really never shuts off. I swear there's always a text, always a call, always something that needs handled. And trying to balance all of that while also being a mom to two little kids has definitely stretched me in ways I wasn't expecting. I think I've talked about this on social media a couple of times, but I feel like I'm neglecting everything. I feel like I've been neglecting my family, neglecting the kids for sure, my wife responsibilities, just the household duties, my podcast, my online presence, everything that brought me joy, I feel like I have just been so out of. And I feel like lately life has just been living in this constant state of my mental tabs being open. And no matter how many I click out of, two more pop up. Like I'll be answering a work message while someone is yelling for a snack and simultaneously trying to remember if I switched the laundry over three days ago. My brain feels permanently overheated. And emotionally, if I'm being completely honest, this has also just been a really heavy season of life for me personally. I know I've been kind of in and out of it lately online and not as present in certain areas in my life. And there's a big reason for that. I'm not fully ready to unpack all of it publicly yet. And honestly, I don't even know how I would unpack it if I tried. But I've been dealing with some really painful things and some deeper personal things that have affected me more than I expected them to. I think one of the hardest parts about adulthood is realizing that sometimes the people you trust the most become tied to some of the most painful and traumatic chapters of your life. And then suddenly you're grieving friendships, grieving versions of yourself, grieving comfort, grieving normalcy. And you still have to show up every day and be a mom and answer texts and make dinner and function like everything is fine. I've also learned lately that trauma doesn't always show up dramatically. Sometimes it just feels like withdrawing, canceling plans, feeling exhausted all the time, not answering messages, feeling emotionally disconnected from people you love, crying over tiny things because your nervous system is already carrying too much. And I think I've just been in that space a little bit lately, just trying to process a lot privately while still keep moving with my life in this public forum. At the same time, life doesn't exactly pause to let you heal either. Preschool's ending, which somehow has me emotional, even though it's literally just preschool twos, and he will go back next year for threes. But I feel like motherhood is this constant emotional whiplash where one second you're begging for five minutes alone, and the next you're staring at their little backpack, trying not to cry because they're just growing up too fast. Also, with preschool ending, it gives me that sense that I'm not going to be present enough. I'm a stay-at-home mom, yes. But now I have a bar, I have a podcast, I have an online presence, I have other brands and influencer deals that I do, which I know those all sound like first world problems for me, Crimea River. But it does stress me out now having both of them home with me because I don't know how to juggle everything. I think that's just kind of where I've been mentally lately, just overwhelmed, overstimulated, emotional, and grateful and exhausted all at once, juggling every single emotion, which honestly makes this the perfect time for an ask-be anything episode because my life currently feels like a lot of unfinished conversations. You guys sent in questions about motherhood, marriage, friendship, mental overload, wine, embarrassing stories, relationships, parenting, and some absolutely chaotic and unhinged questions. And I haven't been able to get to them yet on this podcast, so I felt like today was the perfect opportunity. Let's pour a drink, pretend we're sitting on the couch together, and let's get into that. All right. So ask me anything, a glass and a giggle version. I'm only gonna pick probably a handful of these that you guys wrote in because I want to save some for maybe the next time I have no emotional bandwidth to come up with an episode idea. And I think it's fun to have in my back pocket. So here we go. What is the most humbling part of motherhood for you personally? Well, motherhood has humbled me in ways I didn't even know were possible. Like before kids, I used to judge people a little bit, not outwardly, but internally. I'd see moms in public looking frazzled and think, okay, how hard is it to just be prepared? God absolutely heard me and said, that's adorable. Now I walk around looking like I survived a natural disaster half the time. The other day, I found a chicken nugget in my purse that I genuinely think had been there long enough to qualify for preschool itself. And nobody ever talks about how moms can never fully relax, like ever. The second you sit down, someone needs something. I swear my kids can literally hear my knees bend forward to the couch cushion from three rooms away. I'll finally sit down after cleaning all day and immediately it's mom, I need milk. Mom, she looked at me weird. Mom, sissy's on the couch. Mom, where's my blue shoe? Mom, can you wipe my butt? Meanwhile, Everly is silently eating a sticker in the corner like a tiny feral goat. The overstimulation is real. Somebody's always touching on you, climbing on you, yelling, mom, from two inches away from your face, while the other child is somehow crying because their banana broke in half like it wasn't destined to become banana slices eventually, anyway. Motherhood is basically just being needed by tiny, emotionally unstable roommates who don't pay bills. What's it like becoming bar owners while also having little kids? Honestly, it feels like we were accidentally joined into a reality show because one minute we're discussing juice boxes and preschool pickup schedules, and the next minute I'm helping figure out beer coolers and employee schedules and learning things about liquor inventory that I never once imagined would be part of my life. People see the fun side of owning a bar and they're like, oh my God, that sounds so fun. And parts of it are fun, but no one talks about the logistics, and that suddenly everything's on you. I finally get the kids to sleep, sit down with a snack, open TikTok for one peaceful dopamine scroll, and suddenly it's hey, the fridge is acting weird. Hey, someone needs off. Can we switch sifs? Hi, we're out of limes. Hey, the TV's not working and it's doing something concerning. Like, on like why does the TV even have the ability to become concerning? Turn it off. I don't know. And trying to balance business ownership while having toddlers is actually comical because there's no separation between professional and personal life anymore. I've literally been discussing scheduling while simultaneously wiping applesauce off a child. And the mental load is crazy because as a mom, you always carry everything anyway. And then you add a business on top of that, and suddenly your brain is one giant loading screen all the time. But honestly, I'm proud of us. I'm proud of me, even in the chaos, even on the stressful days, because sometimes I stop and realize we built this weird little life from scratch. And that's kind of cool. Be honest, what's your toxic trait? Oh, I have several, unfortunately. First of all, every single night I confidently announce that I'm going to bed early, like a woman with intentions, like a woman who values sleep and wellness and peace. Then suddenly it's 12 47 a.m. and I'm sitting in the complete darkness eating shredded cheese while deep diving into Facebook marketplace listings for outdoor patio furniture. We absolutely do not need. Also, I absolutely cannot relax if my house is dirty. But also, apparently, I refuse to consistently clean it on a set schedule because I thrive on stress and bad decisions. And if I'm overwhelmed, I'll start random side quests instead of doing important things. Like, why am I reorganizing a junk drawer when I actually need to pay bills and answer emails? My brain is basically an unsupervised raccoon with a pile of trash. What's one thing motherhood has taught you? That silence is not peace, silence is danger. Before kids, silence meant relaxation. It meant candles, maybe a nap, maybe reading a book. Now silence means somebody is committing crimes. The other day the house got suspiciously quiet for maybe 45 seconds, and I walked into the living room to find my toddler fully naked trying to wash the dog with yogurt. And the dog just looked at me like this is your fault. You know those squeeze pouches, the ones that have like the yogurt in them? Yep, that was it. Motherhood has also taught me that tiny people can emotionally destroy you within seconds. Like my child will hand me a fake plastic chicken nugget and say, I made this for you, mommy, because you're my best friend. And suddenly I'm crying in the kitchen looking like I just survived a Nicholas Sparks movie. But then that same child is screaming five minutes later and saying that I look fat. It's honestly emotional warfare. You spend your whole day being overstimulated and exhausted and fantasizing about bedtime, and then you finally tuck them in and immediately scroll through photos of them like you're deployed overseas. It makes no sense. What's the most chaotic thing that's happened to me recently? Oh, well, this is so humiliating. The other day I was rushing to preschool pickup after one of those mornings where literally nothing went right, the baby was crying, I couldn't find my keys, someone spilled something sticky on the floor, I reheated my coffee four separate times and still never drank it. Just absolute chaos. I throw shoes on, grab the kids, race to the pickup, and honestly, I'm feeling pretty accomplished for making it there on time. I get there, walk inside, and immediately notice the other mom staring at my feet with this expression that was somewhere between concern and sisterhood. I looked down, one black sneaker, one white sneaker, entirely different styles too, like not even remotely close. I looked casual, and then I also looked like I escaped from a medieval village. And somehow I decided to go out in public like that. Instead of acting normal, I panicked and started laughing so hard I snorted in front of the preschool teachers, which honestly felt like the perfect representation of motherhood in general. Just permanently one inconvenience away from becoming feral in public. Well, I think that was fun. It helped me get out of my head for a minute. But like I said, I have a million things to do. I wish I could sit here and talk to you guys forever, but I just can't. Also, if you haven't followed me on Instagram, I've been posting updates there. We will no longer be dropping episodes weekly on Tuesdays. It'll be every other week. So again, we'll take a break next week, but we'll be back in two weeks for more unhinged motherhood moments. Thank you so much for hanging out with me today and for listening to me. You guys are seriously my best friends, even though I've never seen you guys in public. We'll talk next time.