Divorcing Facebook…

So, I did it.

Immediately after my last post (here), I went ahead and deleted Facebook and Messenger from my phone…and let me tell you folks, it was the BEST DECISION I could have ever made.

Pure love.
Pure love.

I knew that I had a problem. I knew, and would catch myself, mindlessly staring at Facebook and scrolling through the Newsfeed while at home. I was missing out on life. Even though I thought that it wasn’t a big deal, my kids noticed.

Now that I don’t have it, I am so much more aware and catch how often they are looking at me….soaking in my every move….seeing how I interpret the world teaches them, through example, how to do the same. What was I teaching them? That I had been away from them all day at work…and now that we are together, my phone is more important? What a bitch move, on my part. Continue reading “Divorcing Facebook…”

Another year older

All of my babies are July babies.


May 2014
May 2014

It’s hard to believe that I now have a 2-year-old, a 3-year-old (our dog, Bailey), and a 9-year-old! How is this even possible? I’m not old enough to have two human babies that are 2 and 9. Summer is in full swing and A has already been on multiple away-from-home vacations. She started with her second annual trip to Georgia, then met us in Pennsylvania at Hershey Park to celebrate her and J’s birthdays, and is now in PEI with her mom. I’m tired just thinking of all the car time she has had but also excited for all of these adventures for her. Continue reading “Another year older”

Alyx and Jude sporting headbands
A and J sporting headbands

My kids are growing faster than the speed of light.

So much has happened during this past month-ish that it is hard to keep track. A is quickly wrapping up third grade…THIRD GRADE!!! Didn’t she just learn to walk? How is this even possible?

Lots has happened over these fleeting weeks. J’s vocabulary is out of control. Sometimes I can’t help but laugh at all of the things that come from this tiny person. He has said everything from “uh oh, spaghettio” to “no way Jose!,” but my favorite is “I love you Mama.”

In April, we went on vacation!! We traveled down to Savannah, Georgia to visit Husband’s Dad and step-mom. I won’t lie, I was super nervous about flying with J. I wasn’t sure how he would do with his ears, etc.  But he was AMAZING. I mean…I have a super awesome kid. He was a PRO. Continue reading “Who is this little person?”

Hi, have we met?

Well, hello there stranger. Every time I think “holy hell, I need to do a blog post” something else happens that steals my time and then more time passes. Damn. Well, I’m getting back on the train: pre-New Year’s Resolution. I don’t know what is happening but my family has entered some sort of a time warp where things are just FLYING by. Then other days I am just staring at the clock until it’s time for the kids to go to bed.

Goofing Off
Goofing Off

Here is the lowdown: J is 16 months old. He started walking at about 13 months and I am doing everything in my power just to keep up. I know that when you have more than one child chances are they will NOT be carbon copies of each other. And why would you want that? But life is SO different with this toddler than our last experience. With A, we never had to baby proof the house. We put a hair tie (seriously) around the doorknobs of the under-the-sink stuff, told her not to touch, and that was it. With J, we have had to bolt everything down. All of the cabinets have those lock things on them and I think our under-the-sink supplies are now parent-proof too. Can’t ever get the damn thing open!

Plus, he will not. sit. still. A, you could sit and read a story with, do a puzzle, or just snuggle. The moment little man’s eyes ping open in the morning he is go. Go. GO! But man, is he funny. He has such a personality and knows when he is making you laugh. He does nothing but love (in between the hitting) and just wants to be where everyone is. He is such a joy and I am a better person and a better mom because of him. Continue reading “Hi, have we met?”

I have a toddler.

This has been a big week in our household. Jman was moved into the Toddler Room at day care. How is that even possible? Miss Kelly has been talking about it…but I didn’t think that the day would ever actually come.

Usually, kids there are not moved from the Infant Room to the Toddler Room until they are pretty steady on their feet. J still isn’t walking. He has taken steps…but only when he doesn’t realize what he’s doing. Or, he’ll take steps holding onto only one of our hands. But at 13 months and the oldest in the Infant Room it was time to move him on up.

Am I ready for this? Generally speaking, I am not that sentimental. As opposed to being sad about him not being as tiny anymore, I get excited to see all of the new and exciting things he is learning. With each new tooth that comes in, he is able to eat more and more independently and is so proud of himself for doing so. Am I sad that he isn’t as small and snuggly anymore, sure…but it literally lasts a split second. I am so excited to learn more about him. He has such a hilarious personality already and I cannot wait to help him grow into the magnificent person I know he is going to be. Ok, ok..not trying to rush it…but I’m enjoying every moment without spending too much time being sad about the past or pressing on to the future.

So as of right now, I have a toddler. A funny, loving, incredible hug-giving, toddler. One thing I wish is that time would just slow down for a second. I am so fortunate to have this life and am trying to suck up and enjoy every minute of it.

I’ve been doing poorly at keeping up with this blog, and I apologize…but I’m living life. I still need to write about the amazing “Calvin and Hobbes” birthday party we had for the kids…but I’ve been too busy enjoying my kids. I’ll get there…I’m not worried about it.

This is the way I envisioned life for myself and my family. So here’s the rundown: Jude is growing like a weed…A is fast approaching third grade…Husband is mad because he just found out that I do like Cinnamon Toast Crunch after years (literally, years) of protesting against sugary cereals. Always an adventure here.

Our life is full of love and a lot of laughs…I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sleep training – night 4.

Too cool to be one
Too cool to be one

J is a year old. Wow. And with each day that has passed since, I still cannot even believe it. Well, being one also means that he had to have his wellness check up. So Friday morning, Husband and I loaded him up and away we went! Husband had to come because I knew there would be vaccinations and I am a wuss. I am not a fan of having to hold him while he gets poked.

Our doctors office is great..always starting the visit with any questions/concerns we may have.  Our first question: can we switch him to a forward facing car seat. Well, he only weighed in at 19 lbs and 4 oz so until he hits 20 lbs he has to stay backwards. He is 29.5 inches long and growing strong! He eats everything in sight…so we will see what we can do to boost up his calories even more. Continue reading “Sleep training – night 4.”

A Hillbilly No More


tubby time!
tubby time!

It’s official. Little man is no longer rocking the “hillbilly” smile. That other top front tooth has finally cut through (after lots of high fevers/no sleep episodes). I’m thankful that part is over…but am missing that little lopsided, toothy grin.

And with this new tooth comes even more developmental milestones: he is “crab crawling” all around the house. Last week my mum laughed when she saw him scoot around because, apparently, it is EXACTLY the same way that I got around. Is crawling-style hereditary? Poor kid….might mean that he will tie his shoes doing the “bunny ear” method too. Don’t judge me…that’s still how I tie mine.

As I look at today’s date, it is hard for me to believe that in two weeks, Jman will be one. How did that happen? There have been lots of giggles, hugs, tears (both his and mine), and sleepless nights. Would I change any of it? Absolutely not.  And, my dear A has completed her second year of school…now officially a third grader. Where did that time go? When my husband and I started dating, she was a mere seven months old. Now – she’s off gallivanting in Savannah, GA visiting “Nannie and Pop.” We miss her, but she is having the time of her life! So excited for her and for her to be able to have this experience. Continue reading “A Hillbilly No More”

My body is conspiring against me.

As I mentioned in an earlier post about the boob juice, breastfeeding certainly has not been the easiest thing for me. But, I’ve been bound and determined to make it work. Yes, it’s the best thing for your little one, but it is also the economical choice.

When I was pregnant with little man, I had my mind made up. My goal was to make it to a year. And with each passing month day, it has been a struggle. For those of you who have breastfed, or are the partner of someone who has, or been a supporter, you probably have witnessed just how difficult it is. Continue reading “My body is conspiring against me.”

Wheezy – the missing 8th dwarf.

Looking so serious
Looking so serious

Ok…although he is not technically a dwarf, he is little. But…he’s a baby so that is to be expected.

For family and friends: it is no surprise that the J-ster has had a rough winter. We battled cold after cold after cold. We’ve suffered through fevers and RSV, so when he became a snot-factory again and the cough began for the millionth time, we didn’t stress. We know what to watch for with RSV. In case you are interested: watch how baby breathes. If his breath becomes hollow and his chest is rising (as opposed to his diaphragm, call the doc.). If his nostrils flare when breathing (meaning he is struggling to get breath, get to the doc). So I watch his nose. I watch his lungs. Yada yada yada. Basically, I don’t want to pay the doctor to tell me these things by taking him in.

Well, the cough has been getting worse. He’s super gunky and he was starting to sound a bit wheezy to me. So, on Thursday, Husband made him an appointment in the morning and we went in.

The doctor came in, took a listen, and agreed with Mama Bear. He sounded wheezy to him too. So for the second time, J got to meet “Sammy the Seal” – the baby nebulizer. He wasn’t a fan but we managed. Now he’s on a steroid to clear up the gunk. Hopefully it lasts. Husband and I both have allergies so I’m sure he’s suffering from that as well.

On the positive side: Happy 10 months Mr. Man!! Oh, and he’s pumped: we had taken down the Johnny Jump Up because we thought we were reaching the weight max (24 lbs.). Well, our little man continues to be a peanut…he’s tipping the scale at 18.15 lbs. So, the jumper is back up and he couldn’t be happier!

Damn “Dada”

Jude's First Easter
J’s First Easter

Babies are lucky they are so cute. J now has three teeth (the top one finally broke through…woohoo!).

Know what sucks? That the first word tends to be “Dada.” Yeah, I get it…easier to say. HOWEVER, that does not take away from the fact that “Mama” does 90% of the work.


So, he’s started with “Hi Dada.” And, at times it also sounds like he’s saying “Yep.” Very cute…still far from “Mama.”

I guess I should just be happy that he knows who I am and still gets overly excited at the sight of me. And, if you say, “where’s Mama?” he starts scanning the room until he finds me. That’s a plus.

We will still work on saying “Mama” and hopefully it’ll come soon. Still no crawling yet but he is starting to scoot his butt around and put his leg under like he is going to crawl…until he figures out what he’s done, gets freaked out, and starts crying.

Even though I was not his first word, I still pinch myself that he is my son. He has such a funny personality already and is growing so fast. I’m hoping that time slows down just a smidge so that I can savor these little memories.