Janelle Hanchett

I am a woman. Thirty-one years old with three children: Ava, 9, Rocket, 5, and Georgia, 6 months. I am married to Mac, my best friend and partner in crime for the last 10 years. We are an erratic offbeat family with big ideas and inevitably poor execution. We like to go to the beach on a whim, even though it's 2 hours away. We take our kids to bluegrass festivals and dance dance dance. We like rock and roll. Sometimes our boy wears pink. Sometimes I yell and scream and act like a really bad mom. Sometimes I'm freaking great. We're just a family.

Web Site: http://www.renegademothering.com


Today I made a mistake that could have killed my son

Oct 13, 2014
Today I made a mistake that could have killed my son

Today I made a mistake that could have cost my son his life. You know we all look at those parents who forget their kid in the car due to a change in routine or stop watching them for 5 minutes near a body of water, or make some other fatal error in judgment,...

I have become “that mother” on Instagram

Oct 10, 2014
I have become “that mother” on Instagram

I have become “that mother” on Instagram and I hate it as much as you do. I do it on Facebook too. I can’t stop posting pictures of my kids. I realize I’m doing it but I can’t stop. We’re supposed to post interesting things that happen to us. Often the most interesting thing...

Hey new moms, I’ve thought the terrible things too

Sep 27, 2014
Hey new moms, I’ve thought the terrible things too

One of my best friends is having her first baby. She’s a woman who has been fiercely independent her whole life. She has traveled to some ridiculous number of countries. She has a graduate degree from another country. She works for one of the top ten universities in America. She’s easily among the top...

To the humans wondering why I’m always late

Sep 17, 2014
To the humans wondering why I’m always late

The other day a friend of mine and I were having a bit of friendly-text-banter about tardiness. She was like “Just start earlier” and I was like “talk to me when you have 4 kids” and she was like “I wouldn’t have 4 kids!” And I told her she is a fucking smart woman,...

I went to the mountains and remembered why we have kids.

Sep 2, 2014
I went to the mountains and remembered why we have kids.

Sometimes I get so full of self-pity I think maybe I could cut it with a knife, were it to materialize outside my body. Like a giant gray mass with indiscernible edges, and me, sitting in the center, looking at Instagram feeds of expat women living in foreign countries, or in big Craftsman homes...

I thought age 4 would be better. I was wrong.

Aug 23, 2014
I thought age 4 would be better. I was wrong.

Georgia, age 4 (as of August 5), pretty much sees me in two ways: I need to be so close to you I’m literally sitting on your face; and I’m trying to figure out what exactly your purpose is here. We all know “terrible twos” was an invention by some prick who never had...

Don’t mind me, I’m just lost (in the existential sense, thanks)

Aug 8, 2014
Don’t mind me, I’m just lost (in the existential sense, thanks)

If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, you know I get lost sometimes. And then again. And again. But I don’t want to write about that. I’m tired of writing about that. I’ve written it all before. I don’t want to write about anything, really. And that’s not new. I’m sick of myself....

Imagine if all the people tried not to be dicks

Jul 19, 2014
Imagine if all the people tried not to be dicks

So the other day I was at Costco. For our overseas readers, Costco is grocery store on steroids. Everything in is it huge, bulk, wonderful. I love Costco. It’s very American. I shop there often because my family somehow manages to consume like 3 loaves of bread and 2 gallons of milk a week, even...

37 reasons I’m having trouble “embracing the moment”

Jul 10, 2014
37 reasons I’m having trouble “embracing the moment”

Sometimes I complain about motherhood. Shocking, I know. And every time I do, somebody somewhere somehow gives me the same sage advice: Enjoy it before it’s over. Live in the now. Soak it up. EMBRACE IT. And generally speaking, my urge is the same. I basically want to punch them in the face. Not because...

A letter to my newborn, while I’m still a damn near perfect mom

Jun 25, 2014
A letter to my newborn, while I’m still a damn near perfect mom

Dear Arlo, I was looking at you today and thinking about how right now, today, the day you turn 3 weeks old, I’m a damn near perfect mother to you. I think this is why I love, crave, the newborn stage. Maybe it’s just biology, evolution. But for me, personally, I think it’s more,...

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