Being a mom is…

As I’m coming up on one year of momming, I’m feeling extra contemplative. This last year has been filled with trials and triumphs, happy tears, sad tears, and just-because tears. It’s been a roller coaster! And, sometimes, I feel like I might not have been tall enough to ride.

Through it all, I’ve learned a lot. So, as I’m exactly two weeks away from my baby girl turning one year old, I wanted to share with all of you what being a mom means to me.

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Months 6-11: Tips from a First Time Mom

I couldn’t wait for Norah to start crawling. And now, I wish she would just sit still for a minute! So, soak up the moment. Even through the sleepless nights, the obsessing over solids, and the eagerness to watch them grow, take a moment every single day to consciously contemplate your little one. They really do grow up so fast.

When Norah was little, I used to think, “When she gets a little bigger, when she starts sleeping a little better… it’s going to be easier.” I foolishly thought that all of my mom problems would be solved once she started sleeping through the night.

I. WAS. WRONG!

One thing no one tells you about the miracle of baby sleeping through the night is that it will probably start happening because they spend all day running around like crazy people and they’ve finally worn themselves out.

The older she gets, the more exhausted I feel. But please don’t get me wrong! I’m not complaining. I’m really not. I can honestly, with 100% sincerity say, I am more exhausted than I’ve ever been in my life– but I’m also happier than I’ve ever been in my life.

A lot of this moving and shaking started to happen around 6 months–maybe that’s why I stopped blogging around the same time? I was too busy chasing Norah around?

I’ll let you decide the correlation for yourself.

What I want to do here, dear reader, is make all of that time up to you. I want to give you one, quick down-to-brass-tacks post containing my top 3 tips for surviving months 6-11 with your little wiggly, wobbly, into-every-loving-thing bundle of joy.

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I’m Back! (Kind of by accident…)

So, I’m coming back to the blogging world. I’ve missed it, honestly. It’s been probably about 6 months since I really did anything with my blog. But, I’m back. Why am I back, you might ask.

I’m going to start by being 100% honest: I’m back because my auto-renewal was turned on and I got charged for my domain name and I’m not going to let that money go to waste!

BUT…

I’m also back because 1) I really missed blogging and 2) I feel like I’m at a point in my life when I really need blogging.

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The Obligatory Cloth Diaper Post

It seems like every mom in the blogging world that does cloth diapering has to write a post about it. Most (the really thorough ones) will include a video, as well.

I want to take a moment to thank all of these moms. Seriously. You all inspired me to try cloth diapering for myself (that, and the fact that it is going to help us save the big bucks on disposable diapers)!

So, while my post is not going to be nearly as detailed and enthusiastic as some of those other moms out there, I figured since I’m giving cloth diapers a try, I have to write “the obligatory cloth diaper post.”

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Baby Proofing a Power Strip- My First DIY

The other day, I looked around my house with a critical eye. You see, Baby Girl is starting to become mobile. This means, it’s time for baby proofing (I’ll be posting a longer post all about that soon)!

While there are the obvious things to worry about- sharp corners, cabinets with cleaning supplies, anything down on her level she can put in her mouth- there was one are of my home that was particularly bothersome to me.

What in the world was I going to do with that power strip?! I couldn’t put it under the chair because the cords leading to the TV weren’t long enough to reach.

What I needed was something to put over it. That’s when I had an idea!

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I’m turning into a DIY mama!

Being a mom has really brought out parts of me I never knew existed.

True story: My husband was worried I wouldn’t be nurturing enough to have a baby. I’ve always been a big “tough love” kind of person. And while that’s not a bad thing at all, hubby did have a good point that babies need a little more “soft love” than I typically dish out. Well, now that our little bundle of wiggly joy is here, my hubby is amazed with how “motherly” I have become.

Honestly, I’ve even surprised myself.

Not only have I become a goo-gooing, roll on the floor, blow kisses on your belly kind of mom, I’ve also acquired some other new traits.

I’m suddenly conscientious. I love cloth diapers (post coming on that soon), and not just for the money they save me!

My obsession with healthy eating has gone into overdrive (for her, at least. I still have my Mc Donald’s from time to time… let’s be serious here, people). I want to know exactly what goes into her growing little body and I’ve already started playing around with making my own baby food.

And, what is probably the most surprising of all–I’ve become crafty!

I guess all those years watching my mom down in her craft room, sewing, quilting, and making all types of different things stuck with me. She always told me (after my constant protesting that I didn’t want to do learn to sew and I didn’t want to learn to make whatever it might be) that one day, I would want to know how to do all those things.

Well, dear blogging community, that day has come. It hit me while I was pregnant. It came out of nowhere.

One day, I was googling “Shark Nursery” ideas. There are some cute ones out there. But, nothing quite like what I was looking for. I did find some things that inspired me, though.

And as I sat there, scrolling through Pinterest, it hit me.

“I could make this.”

And there’s been no looking back since.

I’m saying all of this as a way of introducing a new element to my blog: Crafts!

Now, I don’t know all the words. I had to have my mom help me with some things and my dad help with some others. More than anything, I needed their tools. Cuz, I live in an apartment… and I don’t have room to store drills and sanding thingys and Cricut machines and all the fun stuff one can find in the crafting haven that is my parents’ home.

So, while my posts on crafting aren’t 100% meant to be a DIY step-by-step direction sort of thing, they are meant to inspire all you other mamas and daddies out there wanting to make things for your baby. You might not want to make exactly what I did, but seeing what I made might give you that “Aha!” moment like I had scrolling through Pinterest almost a year ago.

So, if you’re interested in crafty things, check back in in a few days to see what I’ve been up to as a newfound DIY mama!

In Honor of World-Wide Breastfeeding Week

I wanted to write a quick post about breastfeeding.

I haven’t blogged about breastfeeding in awhile. A couple of months ago, that was all I blogged about.

That’s because a couple months ago, that was all I thought about. It consumed my life. It wasn’t just the fact that, as a newborn, Norah needed to be fed constantly. It was the fact that no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t feed her. My body wouldn’t let me. Breastfeeding was NOT working for us.

Fast forward to today, when I had said this exact thing to my hubby:

“I don’t know how we’re ever going to get her to take a bottle or eat solids. I feel like there needs to be consistency. I need to just pick a meal every day and stick with it. But, it’s so much work. Breastfeeding is just so much easier.”

Honestly, if you would have told me I would be saying something like that back in March, I would have laughed in your face. Then I would have cried. Just because, back then, pretty much everything made me cry.

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