I’m so used to throwing girl birthday parties… we’ve done mermaids, tea parties – you know, over-the-top girly stuff – and I’ve loved sharing those moments with my little lady. But now that I have two boys who are getting old enough to warrant fun thematic parties, I’m realizing that boy parties can be fun…
Hello… is this thing on? I haven’t been around these parts for quite a while. Mostly due to the fact that work has been busy. And then we bought a house. And then I had to pack up and clean out our rental, and then I had to unpack and clean our new place (still…
As you may have seen on Facebook, we recently purchased our first home. [ Yay! ] You know what? Buying a house is crazy stressful. As anyone who has gone through the process can probably attest to, I think I may have developed an ulcer and 13 gray hairs that weren’t there before. It doesn’t…
I’m a little too jazzed about these cups that are brand new and on their way from Puj, the popular baby sink tub company. We got a Puj tub with our 3rd baby because I used to hate bending over the tub edge to wash the baby. It was nothing short of uncomfortable. The Puj tub…
Dear Mia. You are gigantic. I mean, really. How did you get so big? Sometimes you act like you’re 16, and that scares the crap out of me. But the next minute you are so dramatic and losing your mind because you realized you put blue underwear on today instead of pink and they are…
I think it’s a cruel joke that society expects us to deliver birth announcements when we’ve just had a baby. As if I don’t have enough to do? Why not throw a party at my house, too and invite the neighborhood!?
*Heavy sigh* Here we go again. The evil potty training monster rears its ugly head. We are deep in the throes of potty training with our second child. He is only 2 years, 2 months, but I wanted to give it a go. We potty trained Mia first at 18 months, then took a break…
So this is obviously pertinent to my life right now since I am, in fact, in the throes of postpartum – but that’s not the only reason I wanted to talk about it. Ever since having my first child, I have firmly believed that postpartum is not talked about enough when it comes to first-time mothers.
I had NO IDEA what I was in for 4 1/2 years ago. In fact, I hadn’t even thought about it. When you are prepping for your first baby, you are busy decorating the nursery and buying cute little clothes, and your mind is consumed with how you are going to make it through labor. You go to classes to learn what to expect during this monumental occasion and you learn coping mechanisms for the pain and you get yourself all ready to bring this little baby into the world. But no one ever tells you that there is a whole mess of crap you have to deal with afterward.
Grab a cup of coffee and let’s get real. Here’s some ramblings of what’s been on my mind lately (warning: it’s all over the place. I blame hormones.)
Things have been very quiet around the blog lately. Between planning for our 3rd baby, keeping up with my Etsy shop and doing some freelance work, I haven’t had much time to devote to blogging.
The Mr. and I were talking the other day about how things change over time. When I started this blog a little over 3 years ago, I had every intention of becoming a big-time blogger who earns an income from it. Over time, I learned that many of the ways necessary to make an income from blogging were not paths I wanted to take or really felt passionate about. I also opened my Etsy shop during that time and saw success from the more time and effort I put into it, and I have fallen in love with making that my career over the last year and a half.
What is with the nightmares that preschoolers get? I can’t even begin to tell you about the things my poor 4-year-old daughter has dreamt about. Things that I don’t think she has ever seen on TV or read in a book. Scary things that are somehow created in her imagination in the middle of the night.
