Moms Sick, Mojo’s In Charge

Hi friends, it’s me — Mojo, your favorite wrinkly-faced CEO of Mojo and the Mess.

Mom’s down bad right now. She’s got one of those monster migraines again — the kind that makes the whole house extra quiet and the lights stay off all day. She’s been trying to keep water down but mostly just hugging the trash can. (I offered moral support by staring directly at her until she felt slightly better. You’re welcome, Mom.)

So for now, I’m in charge.

That means I’ve been monitoring the couch situation, barking at suspicious noises, and making sure nobody forgets the snack schedule — because just because Mom’s sick doesn’t mean I stop eating. I even tried to bring her one of my toys, but she said “no thank you” (rude, but understandable).

I don’t like seeing her like this. She’s tired, hurting, and still trying to check messages and thank people between naps. I keep reminding her it’s okay to rest — I’ll handle the brand, the fans, and maybe even the next merch drop if someone gives me opposable thumbs.

But while she’s recovering, I just want to say thank you from both of us —

To everyone who’s been reading the blogs, sending messages, praying, commenting, or just quietly hoping for good days ahead. You have no idea how much it means. Every single “thinking of you” makes Mom smile, even through the pain. You’re keeping her spirits up when the days get heavy.

She’ll be back soon, I promise — hopefully with fewer pukes and more posts.

Until then, keep checking in, keep sharing, and keep those good vibes coming.

I’ll be right here — guarding the couch, protecting the snacks, and running this ship until my mom’s back at full strength.

Love,

Mojo (the boss, the nurse, and the emotional support potato)

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2 responses to “Moms Sick, Mojo’s In Charge”

  1. mshibdonssciencelab Avatar

    Thinking of you! Hugs!🩷

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    ddsteiny

    Mojo, please tell momma, that she needs to take care of herself 1’st, her tribe will understand if she takes a break.We’ll be waiting for her. PLEASE give her our love & a bunch of sloppy wet kisses from us all, and when she can give the same to you fuzz face, don’t want you to feel left out, cause you’re important to us to.
    Loves & hugs,
    Danni

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