About Kristi Ingram

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Hi, my name is Kristi and I’m the mom of four-year-old identical twins! Sometimes, I feel like that line should be my introduction at a support group. Ok, ok, that’s not totally true. I always feel like that line should be my introduction AND my excuse – for my Goldfish-infused car seats, for the emails I inevitably forget to answer, and especially for the fact that I desperately need my prematurely gray roots covered up. You name it. The twins are my excuse. Who am I kidding though? I’ve always had a messy car and I’m late for everything. I can just blame my adorable little tyrants humans now.

The adorable little beasts.

You’re not going to believe this, but I am NOT a native Austinite, nor am I a native Texan. I know. Shocking. In 2011, my husband and I had recently left our hometown of Chicago for a brief stint in Phoenix, and we were considering heading back to Chicago. We really missed the excessive parking tickets and the 9 month winters. Just kidding. It was the pizza (our family and friends too obvs), but Austin offered us awesome jobs…and queso; we haven’t looked back since! We’ve established roots in South Austin and have managed to convince multiple family members to join us, including my native Texan mother-in-law, who has made a valiant return to her homeland! She now lives just down the street from us (which is the.best.thing.ever. in case you were wondering).

In addition to my full-time job as a twin mom, I also work full time as a middle school teacher, so basically, I deal with unbalanced hormones on kids who desperately need a nap or a snack, both day AND night. But really, it’s great. My kids go to Pre-K at the school where I teach, so I get to check in on them whenever I want, and middle schoolers are just the best.

When I’m not wrangling toddlers or teenagers, you can find me training for a run, spending way too much money at Target, watching Friends reruns, or listening to podcasts that make me cry. I don’t know why I do that to myself. If you see a 30-something lady bawling in her car in a dark Target parking lot, just pretend you don’t see me. I’m fine, really. I just needed to finish that episode. I’m also in a book club, and sometimes we even talk about the books!

Navigating this whole parenthood thing is a learning curve that I’m pretty sure I’ll never quite figure out. Just when I’m sure I’ve got something down, those little beasts change their ways. I’m here at Austin Moms Blog to try and crack the code or at least attempt some explanation into the minds of my four-year-olds. How do they know so much? Better yet, how do they remember exactly what I said that one time I swore in the car (ok maybe it was more than once), but they can’t remember how to wipe their own butts? HOW? Let’s figure this out!

The Ingrams attempt a Christmas photo!

  

 

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