Monday, November 25, 2013

How to Save Money On Your Baby

Upon learning that one of my dear friends was pregnant, I lamented that I had no special skills (like my doula friend) or large gifts (like all the furniture and clothes we were handed down) to offer.  So, instead, she asked me to tell her the ways I've found to save money on a baby.  Thought I'd share them with you, too.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Clouds Still Scroll

Mornings are hard....full of lunch making, bag packing, breakfast making, diaper changing, sock finding, car loading, and somehow I have to get myself ready, too.  My arms are always full, the carseat is always difficult, and I fight away the sleep still trying to overpower by body.  My mind is on two things-Get to Nana' on time for work.

Monday, November 11, 2013


What is it that makes firsts so special?  As a working Mom, I try to convince myself they aren't.  It eases the pain if I miss one.  
Our little man had his first haircut the other day.  And while the end result is super cute (I mean...look at that kid), the haircut itself really wasn't that big of a deal.  Brandon tried to tell me this.  I told him he had to be present for the event, even though he didn't really find it as crucial as I did.  "What makes this any more important that the first time he does anything else?"  To which I replied, "EVERY first is important."  And while this is it really? 

I think being around for the journey is more important to a child, and isn't the end result is what really matters?

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Through the Fog 

Recently, I've had a heavy heart.  Life simply isn't going according to plan.  And to be honest, it feels like it typically doesn't.  I feel totally enveloped and it's very difficult to see beyond the fog surrounding me.

I know that somehow, at some point, I will get there...wherever there is.  But, the timing just feels wrong.  Everything seems upside down, and I see no way to turn it right side up, again.  But, I try to remember that I don't have to have it all figured out, right now.  Or ever, for that matter.  Everything does not have to be perfect.  And by living this all-too-true imperfection, I teach my son about life.  I teach him that things are not just handed to us.  I teach him that everything doesn't come easily.  Some things take work, and that's not a reason to give up.

Monday, November 4, 2013

It's Really Hard

It's really hard when you talk to him sweetly, and he pushes you away (I mean literally, pushes you away).
It's really hard when you give him love and hugs and tell him goodbye, because it is a big ordeal to you, and he simply waves and says "bye bye" without a second thought.
It's really hard when you haven't seen him all day, and pick him up to give him a big hug, and he wiggles unhappily and says "down".
Sometimes, it's really hard being a mom.

Note: While the above photo doesn't depict one of the moments described above, I think it does depict a more "real" moment in motherhood.