I never understood people with sleeping problems. I would think to myself, something’s wrong with them. They need to do more of this or that, and my family would tell you I’m naturally an unsympathetic person. I admit I was, and now I lay here in bed, wide awake. One of them. I accept that… Continue reading Insomnia at its finest.
My baby girl is a year now, there is something so magical about it. And as I walk through my house shutting off lights, locking doors, drinking my last sip of wine while the house sleeps, I feel like I am finally able to truly love this chaotic life I have earned. I used to… Continue reading Loving your chaotic life
Ya know, we should all be so lucky. I can’t think of any other way to say it. We should all be so lucky to have parents in our child’s lives as grand parents that think our babes are the greatest human beingsthey have ever seen (better than their own kids haha) we should all… Continue reading We should all be so lucky
You’re doing great mama! What a theme, motto, rant to live by. Let’s just say this needs to be told to moms a thousand times a day. You know what else? Not only do you say this to new moms, but to moms whose “babies” are teenagers, in their twenties or thirties. Because motherhood never… Continue reading Team motto
Oh man, my baby fig is six months old. I always told myself I would be the happy mom who loved to see her child grow, who embraced each milestone and welcomed every new occasion with open arms. I mean, why be so sad when your child is alive and thriving everyday! I have to… Continue reading Resisting the inevitable
Ok let’s get real, I’m a new mom and there are plenty of people becoming new parents everyday. Everyone, and I mean everyone has their own advice, the products they love, and their go-to methods. Nothing wrong with that, and nothing wrong with listening to some sound advice. However, every single baby is different, and… Continue reading Let’s get real
This is going to be a nostalgic post for the moms out there. I was watching the news after the little one went down for her morning nap (wishing I could nap too) and I listened to a story about a man whose life sort of came to a pause and sadly a hault after… Continue reading Mon-daze