I’ve noticed something since I’ve had kids…I can’t remember S%^*! No joke, it’s bad. I’m pretty sure that my examples will make you feel better about yourself and you will realize that you do have it together because this chick has really lost it. If you read this and totally relate then please comment and let me know. Then let’s meet up, and drink about it! Read more
When Zin told me about the one word challenge, I of course wanted to hop on board. I usually do when she brings anything my way, i.e. natural labor, healthy organic eating, exercise, etc. No seriously, her word is gold to me, and I might be a blob without her. Anyway, thinking about what one word I needed more of in my life also got me to thinking about what words I need less of. Read more
In the words of Carrie Underwood, sometimes you just need a Smoke break. And that couldn’t ring more true in my life these days. I have 2 small children, work a full time job, cook, clean and still find time to be a wife. Although I wouldn’t change it for the world, I’m still figuring out how to find balance it all of it. Ideally, I would love to be a better wife… Because without my husband, the rest wouldn’t be there. He provides a calmness to my chaos. He loves me even when I’m grumpy from a rough day of work. He loves me when I’m broken out, hair in a bun and in my sweat pants looking like a sexy beast. Read more
This post comes to you written in a bathtub. Yep, a bathtub. My husband is home and I’m FREEEE for some alone time. Ahhh… so nice.
I stare down at my mom body and smile. Because this body made those sweet voices I can hear downstairs.
I will admit, most of the time, (especially while picking out something to wear) I’m not too thrilled with my post-baby body. But right this minute grateful is all I feel. The extra pounds, new stretch marks, and less than perky breasts mean something so much more. That I am a BADASS! And every single change that my body has made is for the most worthy of reasons. Those little voices downstairs.
Thankful. Grateful. Blessed.
My current reality is hairy legs, greasy hair, and a tired face. But for good reason. I try to be an attentive/fun mother/wife, which for me usually means most other aspects of life go to s#!&. Sorry husband, I promise someday I will “exude” some kind of sexuality again. Maybe someday I will learn how to “do it all”, but I don’t know how yet and I’m ok with that. For now.
That said, I need to vent. I have a permanent looking tired face and I can’t get rid of it. Even when I Read more
Let me set the scene, It’s 12:40pm and I am sitting at the kitchen table in my PJs, yes my pjs. Because what’s the point of getting dressed. I just put my 2.5year old down for what I am sure will be another failed attempt at a nap and my 2month old is asleep on me in the Ergo. Which means I will have to be in constant motion as I type to keep him asleep. I have my Coffee on my right and my “Detox” water on my left (my lazy attempt at loosing my baby weight). My current status is pretty fitting for my first ever attempt at a “moms” blog post.