Good ole baby fever

Super T chilling watching one of his favorite movies.

A long time before T was even conceived, I dreamed about being a mother. I just always knew I wanted to be a mom surrounded by a houseful of kids. Did I have any idea it would be this tough? Absolutely not. But I don’t think anyone does. We all go into it dreaming of 10 little fingers and 10 little toes. Nothing really prepares you for teething, timeouts, and the amount of baby proofing you really have to do. Everyone tells you how after awhile you forget all the pain of pregnancy and labor and you’ll want to do it all over again. I don’t think that’s actually true. Not for me anyway. Continue reading

Tomorrow will be better

How do you resist a smile like that?

I originally posted something similar to this on my Facebook on the eve of Thanksgiving. But it still very much applies tonight. So here you are:

So we’ve been struggling with sleep issues again the last few days. Not sure what is going on, but he’s waking up 2-3 times a night screaming and struggles to settle down even with me in the room. He wraps his little arms and little legs around me and just listens to my heart to calm down. Before I know it I’m sitting in the rocking chair listening to his little snores, still with his arms and legs wrapped around me wondering how long I have to sit here and rock before I can put him down. Continue reading

No sir, time out please.

T beans playing in the fall foliage!

When T started getting into more and more things, we realized we had to start discipline somehow. We had a fantastic conversation with great friend’s of ours. Their pediatrician suggested timeouts at their daughter’s 1 year appointment (she’s 6 months older than T). I’ve never heard of timeouts with such young kids, so of course I turned to my handy dandy mommy blogs! A lot of people agreed and a lot of others disagreed…. So after another few weeks of frustrations (for all 3 of us), Watson and I agreed to give it a shot. Continue reading

So Glad They Told Me

If you don’t already follow Katia from IAMTHEMILK or Yummy Mummy Club, here is just another reason to get over there and check her out.  She’s spreading the word about a new campaign that sinks home with me, especially tonight.

I’ve recently become aware of a campaign initiated by a fellow blogger mom, Stephanie Sprenger, at Mommy, for Real designed to embrace the validity of the different ways in which we experience parenting and to uplift those of us who are struggling with its less glamorous moments. Stephanie launched her campaign yesterday with the twitter hashtag #sogladtheytoldme and asked some of her fellow blogger moms to participate by sharing their own experiences concerning parental challenges their friends warned them about in advance.

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Are we really ready for this?

We're up and ready to move, just got to figure out how those legs work

Our little guy is ready to crawl, you can just see it on his face when we play on the floor. He gets up on his hands and knees and scoots across the floor, but doesn’t quite grasp the concept of moving those little legs yet. On top of that, now he’s figured out that he can navigate his walker, which translates to my DVD stand is being terrorized. And he loves to walk! He’ll demand to get down, holding our hands of course, and walk all over the house and investigate everything. He’s so ready to learn, and all I can think is “Are we really ready for this?”.  Continue reading

What’s Burning?

Happy New Year!!

Watson and I are both very blessed to be able to work from home for different companies. I work during the day and Watson does overnights. And during the holidays everything is very slow so I got to spend a lot of quality time with my little guy. But this wasn’t how I wanted to start my new years.  Continue reading

The years past

Baby boy being the silly baby that he is.

I can’t believe Christmas is over and the New Year is literally around the corner. We had no snow for Christmas, which I think makes it even more surreal. But every year, when New Years arrives, I always look back. I look back at where I came from, who I’ve become, and things I never did but wanted to. This may sound counter productive to you, but I feel like its important to do once every year. Continue reading