Ah, cold and flu season. Boo you. The last week has been rough, and it’s been one of those times when reality hits and I think, Oh, wow, I’m responsible for another person, and he needs me whether I’m feeling 100% or not.
It started when my baby got sick last weekend. We got to pay a Saturday morning visit to the pediatrician (every mom’s favorite thing to do), where my son was diagnosed with pink eye and a cold. Unfortunately, as we know, there’s not much you can do for a cold except ride it out, but the doctor did prescribe some lovely eye drops for the pinkeye.
If you haven’t ever tried to put eye drops in the eyes...
This will be my 30th year on this beautiful place we call Earth! I would be lying if I didn't say that I've been having some mini mid-life crisis moments happening already (is a black sequin dress still an acceptable option?). The strange part is I have always felt 30 would be my YEAR! You know how there's a specific age that you've always just resonated with? 30 is it for me. Even when I was younger I would always think about "when I'm 30" with a sense of peace and excitement.
There are a lot of things I've learned in 29 years. I can say that as I approach my 30th birthday, I'm happier with myself than I ever...
I'm exhausted. Most of the time. I don't mind too much--its to be expected as a (new) parent. And, we have so much fun with Sam. We love being parents. Lately though, I've been struggling with exhaustion a little more. Maybe because Sam is in a clingy phase and is speed crawling everywhere. Things I usually enjoy doing have been really difficult. I love cooking. I love finding new recipes to try. I even love weekly menu planning. But lately I can't seem to muster up enough energy to get my creative juices flowing. I stare blankly at the calendar and the grocery list. Once I somehow carve out a plan and one of us goes shopping, but I...
Ok mammas, we are talking baby food! With this post, I want to take you through the ins and outs of my baby food adventures. The time spent, lessons learned, and the reward at the end of the day.
First, a little back story....When I was pregnant with Kade, there were two things I had high hopes for: breastfeeding and making my own baby food. I wanted to experience the feeling of being able to give my newborn bundle of joy his nutrition, help save a few dollars in our seemingly maxed out budget, and prove to myself that I could actually do it.
A month into Kade's little life, lots of trips to the lactation consultant, and a stay in the hospital...
There's something amazing about having children, how they open our hearts and eyes like never before. How they show us the ugly side of human nature and the grace of God all at the same time. There's also this dangerous side. This selfish side. There are these tiny little people who "belong" to me and love me completely unconditionally. These tiny people who think I can do no wrong and that I'm perfect. They worship me. I rule their little worlds. I can mold them and shape them into what I want, I can relive a life I never had through them. Except, I can't really do it that way. Not if I want to do the absolute best...
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The Best Coffee in BR is Actually in Ascension
The Best Coffee in BR is Actually in Ascension
Like a lot of moms I'm often in need of caffeine on a regular basis and...
