It’s a Girl!

Those are the words I heard from my husband (who wouldn’t let me find out at our ultrasound that day) about 5 months ago right after showing me a picture of a father holding a little girl in a ballerina tutu. I denied it and had somewhat of a mini panic attack….let me explain…

I live in a household of all boys and a man. I have my 6 year old, almost 2 year old, and a 4 year old stepson. I myself was an only child. So with that being said, I’m sure you could understand how uncomfortable I was with the idea of having a girl.

Mostly everyone in my life wanted me to have my own little princess to outweigh all the testosterone in my home, (including my husband who of course wanted his daddy’s little girl). And honestly, I knew deep down all along it was a girl but liked staying in denial for my own sanity. I loved doing other little girls hair and nails, but those little girls I would then give back to their mommies. This one I wasn’t going to be able to give back, she would be stuck with me, I would be stuck with her, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to handle that or even if I would know how to.

You hear everyone tell you their horror stories of their little divas, and I have watched first hand working at a preschool how feisty (to put it nicely) little girls have become at a much younger age. So not only did I have my memories of the torture I put my own mother through (and by torture I mean I would have disowned myself if I could go back in time), but I had to also deal with the reality that I may have a monster on my hands, a beautiful and precious, but terrifying monster nonetheless. So for the next 4 months I stayed in denial, never fully accepting the truth, and still expecting the baby to come out with boy parts during delivery.

Well 2 weeks ago, I gave birth to that terrifying beautiful, precious little monster, and no, she didn’t come out with boy parts, she was 100% a girl. Since that day, I have fully accepted she is my daughter, my first and only daughter, and I have fell more and more in love everyday. She has made me take back every time I replied to someone and said “I hope it’s a boy”. (Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love my boys!) but she definitely gives me a different type of feeling that words cannot explain. I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She is definitely the sunshine to my rainy days and my little best friend. She has proved me wrong in so many ways and has made me so proud to say “I have a daughter”. I could not be more excited to not only watch her grow but be a part of her life as she does.

She’s stuck with me…and I’m stuck with her…and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“When it rains, it pours.”

At least that’s what they say.

(Ironically it’s raining outside)

You ever have one of those days where you feel as though one thing goes wrong and the rest follows. Usually this includes at least one of your kids (if you have multiple) somehow feeding off your bad day, even without knowing your having one, and making what was just a bad day feel even worse. That’s pretty much summing up this day as I sit here wishing it was bed time and the start of a refreshing, brand new day.

This weather couldn’t be a closer match to how I feel today. Thank goodness for a thing called Tomorrow.

Sincerely,

A venting mommy

“Do I really need this?” No, no you don’t!

I get it…..

As a first time mom, you look through every parenting magazine and Amazon.com review to get the best product for your new little pride and joy and don’t care what the price may be.

Don’t do it!

Babies are expensive on their own, don’t break the bank trying to buy the best of the best when there are many things you will soon realize you either never use or will not be worth the money you spent on it.

Don’t get me wrong, not every baby is the same, but having three kids of my own, I have learned a couple lessons on buying pointless things for my first child. So I am here to tell you some of the unnecessary and necessary products you should or should not buy….so let’s get started with the life savers.

You can find these products almost anywhere, especially online at Amazon.com, but I HIGHLY recommend  if you have a Facebook that you search your local yard sale sites where you can find these products for 50-75% off retail price in great condition. (Yes, I am a HUGE bargain shopper…with being nowhere near rich and having three kids you have to be)

4 products I have bought for my baby/toddler that have saved me from bald spots and possibly being self admitted into a hospital has been  1. A Superyard, 2. A Booster Seat, 3. Bassinet and 4. A Fisher Price Swing/Graco soothing swing center.

1. The Superyard has been one of my best investments, when you have a toddler that likes to get into everything and anything, and you feel as though only a cage would tame him/her, the Superyard will feel like it was made just for you and your sanity. It can be used indoors or outdoors and with a couple of blankets and some toys, your child will get to walk around but stay contained without having to worry about when you take your eyes of him/her.  This is TRULY a life saver, ESPECIALLY when you have multiple children.

Next, the booster seat. My toddler started very early finding his way to stand in his high chair as soon as I walked away and would give me heart attacks at least three times a day. I decided it was time for a big boy seat and bought him a booster seat. Another life saving product that was WELL worth the 25.00. Not only does it keep him contained and makes him feel like a big boy, but it has a cup holder, can strap to any chair and is also easily portable to bring into any room or outing to keep your terrifying, tantrum throwing toddler content and happy.

Thirdly, the bassinet has been a life saver for my youngest. All my kids have always come straight from the hospital into a crib and I have never had an issue with them not wanting to be in a crib, my philosophy is they know nothing other than your womb, they know no difference between a crib or your bed or anything else, so why drive yourself crazy putting them in your bed and getting them into a habit (not to mention risk their safety) and sometimes even sacrafice and loose the quality time and intimacy with your significant other just to have your child in the bed with you? My daughter LOVES being near me and on top of me at all times, So the bassinet that can be easily placed beside the bed and keep her safe while still close to me allows her to feel comforted and sleep beautifully through the night. So save yourself the headache and worry and invest in a bassinet if the crib is not  working out just yet.

Lastly, I have seen many VERY expensive swings and products that claim they feel just like mommy, NOTHING feels or more importantly smells like mommy. Therefore, don’t waste your money, I have found that the Fisher Price Swings with the lights and the Graco Sweetpeace Swing Center have been my best friends when it has come to needing something other than my arms to soothe a fussy baby. The Graco swing even allows you to put your Graco Infant carseat on the frame and swings the car seat instead of having to wake your sleeping baby to put them in the swing. What more could you ask for? Not to mention it is cheaper than any of those other swings you may see celebs using or find in a magazine.

So my point is, you will not need or even use half the things you see advertised. And just remember, NO your newborn doesn’t care how expensive the product is, NO your 1 month old doesn’t need name brand clothing or Nike sneakers or converse that they will grow out of in a month, and NO your newborn/toddler will never grow up and think or tell how how you were the best mom in the world for how much money you spent on unnecessary things for them they will not even remember having. So to any new mommies or even mommies to be, save your money and realize sometimes it really is NOT worth it.

Just an opinion and some advice from a mommy who has gone through it already and had my pockets bare for no good reason. If you have a pricey product your thinking about buying and want to know “is it worth it?” or “will my baby actually use this?”, feel free to comment the product and I will be more than happy to give my opinion. Happy Shopping Mommies!

I have the time, but where’s my energy?!

Being a stay at home mom is the furthest thing from easy. There is no adult interaction, no designated break times, no paid sick days or an opportunity to call out when you just don’t feel like facing the day. I know both ends of the spectrum, I went to school and worked full time with both of my oldest children, it wasn’t until I was let go from my previous job with this last pregnancy that I took on the role of the stay at home mommy.

With that being said, there a certainly times of my day where I get a little bit of free time to do things I like to do, only problem is I have NO energy to do them.

For instance, nail art is one of my self proclaimed talents. ( I will include some pictures at the end). I took pride in creating such beautiful nails, all by hand, without any training, and was even featured in a nail art magazine. But, as any woman who even attempts to simply paint their own nails knows it takes time, energy, patience, no distractions or interruptions and more time to dry before all your hard work is ruined. Therefore, my nail art has been halted.

As I sit here writing this blog as my two oldest play with their toys and my youngest takes her nap, I realize I probably could be doing my nails that are currently chipped and in desperate need of a new paint job. But on top of not having the energy, I refuse to risk being halfway through and having to get up to mediate a fight over a toy, or stop my almost 2 year old f rom somehow spilling his “non spill” cup everywhere,  or have my newborn decide she wants to eat earlier than expected, so with that being said, this mommy will be rocking the chipped nail polish look for another day.

Ah, the sacrafices of motherhood.

Here are some of my nail arts from before my little munchkin came along 🙂
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Sleep…I wish I knew you.

To whoever may be reading this…

Once upon a time, sleep used to be my best friend….damn you motherhood.

I’m not sure what time zone you are in, but as of now it is 2:11am…yes AM as in the morning. Do I want to be up? Of course not. But there is a certain little someone who demands me to be, and will probably demand me to be up again in another 3 or 4 hours. And of course, with a full belly and clean diaper, she lays her precious, beautiful, innocent little head down and falls back into her sweetest of little dreams…..and I lay here, wide awake, writing this post.

So on that note, I will now lay in the dark, in hopes to fall back asleep before I am reawaken by the demands of a newborn and enjoy the bags I get to look forward to in my reflection.

Goodmorning.

Welcome to my world….

Hello World,

So I was given some advice to start a blog from the man I call my husband and father of my children. I had no idea of a topic being that personal hobbies do not exist in my household (for now) with us having a 6 year old, almost 2 year old and 1 week old newborn.  Trust me, there are many, MANY, things I am interested in or wishing I was doing/learning about, there just simply is not enough time in the day for any of it with the demands of these little humans. So as I sit here with the 10 minutes of free time I have snuck to the bathroom to have (as most moms do), I decided to think of a topic many can relate to, that has ups, downs and all arounds, and that can even possibly help some of the women who may be thinking “am I the only one?!” So here is my amazing, interesting, full of life topic:

I am a mom.

Prepare yourself for many post about the daily life of living with and caring for multiple kids, products that are life savers for anyone who may need them, and most likely a couple of vents and rants in between about how I must be admitted into a psyc ward….immediately.

I can only hope my fellow mommies can relate and even gain some type of satisfaction in knowing you are not the only one who feels crazy on a daily basis. And If not, at the least, find a little humor in my insanity. Goodnight.