When I say life happens wine helps I don’t mean I drink wine all day I just mean it’s a major help when you have four kids including one your that’s husband one that’s your stepdaughter one that’s a toddler and one that’s just three months old. I start my day with coffee I end my day with wine (if I’m lucky) it’s a good way to balance! I’m starting this blog to share with you how hard marriage can be, how hard parenting can be, how hard being a stay at home mom can be (really it’s the hardest job I’ve ever had). I don’t plan on sugarcoating anything because let’s face it that’s not the honest truth! the honest truth is I love my life and everything that is in it. However, there are some moments where I feel like I’ve lost myself but then there are moments where I realize I literally found who I am through these little souls that live through me including my husband. I love my life and I honestly would not change it but I feel I have so much to say and you know I think my Toddler and my three-month-old…..I don’t think they understand me. Yes, I admit I’ve tried to have conversations with them (but who doesn’t). I completely bombarded my husband when he walks through that door from work I miss human contact so much sometimes that I go crazy face timing family members, they’re completely over me trust me so hopefully, I get to shed some light on my parenting struggles. Because who doesn’t have those and yeah we’ll see where goes from there.
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I know I’m not the only mom who thinks about safety for her child.
When I think of safety for my child, I think of the usual;
Washing hands after being in a public area.
Staying up to date with a doctor visit
Make sure they don’t talk to strangers.
Not eating junk food.
You know the typical things us mom think about.
But you know what I never thought about? my child’s identity. This is something I was sure I wouldn’t have to worry about till my child was at least at a legal age. I was sure I wouldn’t have to worry about their social security being stolen and their identity being used illegally.
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As a mom, we want to pick up all the pieces for our kids. We want to send our children into the real world greatly prepared. After all, preparation is key.
You wouldn’t think twice about opening a savings account for your child. Would you? Of course not, I have one set up for both my children. When the time is right they will have something to fall back on. Right?
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My daily routine is usually hectic. Before I can even have coffee or feed myself I’m usually scrubbing down my house. I live with OCD and terrible anxiety. They are not a friend of mine and it is a constant battle that I’m trying to overcome. Can you imagine being freaked out by dishes in the sink? Or the sugar not being filled to the top in its canister? Well, that’s how I feel freaked out or out of place.
I took off today
Now when I say I took off I don’t mean I’m at a luxurious spa. Which let’s be honest I wish I was. However, I mean I gave up all house chores. I let the dishes pile up, I baked a cake for the kids. I didn’t run a comb through my hair and I’m literally walking around with a hole in my leggings.
But a big who gives a crap!
Now is now
My kids need me to be playing with them not doing dishes all day.
I’m throwing in the towel and giving in and just taking the day for me and the kids.
Something about having a little girl that makes you want to just be better than you’ve ever been.
You make me want more for myself.
I am happy and content with being a stay at home mom but something about bringing her into this world just made me want to combat everything in life I’ve always wanted to do. I have this little girl who already looks up to me. She loves how I sing to her and I can’t even reach the correct note. She loves how I read to her how I do her hair everything you can think of she just loves.
I hope one day you’re proud of me
There is nothing wrong with being a stay at home mom. I’m proud of raising my tribe with all of me. I sacrificed a lot so I can be able to do more for them. And if she chooses to be a stay at home mom when she’s older I will be just as proud as if she decided to study law.
Give it all and then some.
I want her to be fearless
I want her to pick herself up every time she falls
I want her to always be kind in a world that isn’t so nice
I want her to love her self no matter how she looks
And I want her to be confident in all that she does
The sweetest doll
Isn’t it crazy how proud I am of you?
You make me want so much more out of life and I am forever grateful for you. I will lead you through life and guide you every step I can. I promise to hug you when you are sad. I promise to make you your favorite meals when you ask. I promise to love you when you feel you don’t know how. I promise to wipe your tears after your first heartbreak. I promise to always be there.
I love you, my little girl
You know that moment you forget about you?
You know the moment you get so damn busy with this thing they call life
Yeah that thing
Well, that’s me. I neglected myself once again which seems like the norm now.
I’m not the biggest fan of it obviously and shit it doesn’t make me happy. I don’t go on expecting anyone to understand and when I say anyone I am clearly referring to my husband and kids.
And I’m just going to say the one thing you shouldn’t say as a mom.
IM SO TIRED
I NEED A BREAK
I NEED MENTAL CLARITY
I NEED A SPA DAY OR WINE
I mean I am so overwhelmed these days from buying a house and trying to make it a home. Raising kids being involved in school events. Taking care of the house chores. It’s like a never ending cycle it is literally like the energizer bunny.
And Look I know that is a horrible comparison and probably so damn outdated but it’s so true.
The other day I was looking at myself and didn’t recognize myself. I mean granted I’ve lost 92lbs and finally took back my health but that doesn’t do much for my mental health. Anyways I’m looking in the mirror and I have white hairs growing on my eyebrows.
This is a joke? Nope it’s not
My husband is over here aging gracefully and I look like I need 12 coffees a 24 hour nap and heavy concealer. I don’t understand.
Being a parent and wife has defiantly been a job.
And don’t get me wrong I’m in love with my little family.
But I mean it is not easy being a stay at home mom. I love these people that I come across and say “wow your husband works and you stay home”
Oh yes because I’m home just twirling my hair and lounging all day.
I wish these people can do what I do! I mean honestly come give it a try.
I wake up and literally wash four loads of laundry probably a day. I make breakfast, lunch, and dinner (including snacks). I am constantly sanitizing my house with Clorox because let’s face it kids are gross. My one-year-old daughter is attached to my hip and is in a tantrum phase. My four-year-old thinks he knows it all and my bonus daughter is ten going on 17 and can’t take constructive criticism. Not to mention I’m entertaining them with games and crafts! You name it! All the while I find time to do homemade baking for them. And usually, there’s no wine in my house because we forget to stock up and my husband is at work from 5 am to 9 pm. My conversations are limited and usually involves picking stickers off my face because my four year old thinks I’m a canvas. So again you think this is easy?
The last time I did my hair was in August and that was my birthday and I just took off old red polish on my toes because again that was done in August. I’m in dire need of a paper day or just me day!
I don’t care if it means I can spend an hour in target with no kids begging me for a toy. Or my husband rushing me to leave. As long as coffee is involved I am in.
Adulting at its best.
Mommy shaming seems to be the new norm these days.
I am for one over it and think it’s horrible. Do you? Since when did parenting become “I know it all” because we don’t! Hell, I’m still figuring this crap out. I’m pretty much gliding through these days and just working as I go.
I have been mommy shamed on numerous occasions and its complete utter bullshit!
Yeah, that’s right I’m calling Bullshit on the whole thing?
I won’t sit here and say I haven’t made comments about others parenting styles because we all do
But and this is the big But!!
When did it become ok to actually critic that parent and make them feel bad? Or second guess their motion?
Things I’ve been mommy shamed for and my answer now:
You let your son sleep with you till he was 3 1/2? Yeah, I don’t care!! What’s it to you?
Had you a c-section? Completely out of my control you asshole
You let your kid eat cake for breakfast? It was one time!!
Do you keep your kids occupied with television? Yes yes and hell yes it’s been a great babysitter thank you very much.
You feed your kid McDonald’s? Yeah, and I get myself a big mac while we’re at it. It is called balance.
You still let your four-year-old wear pampers to bed? Yeah, are you cleaning the sheets.
I swear the list can go on but really.
Who are these people and what’s it to you? Do as you please as so will I!
I’ve been seeing so much of this lately and I think it is extremely sad. Not only as moms are we already are biggest critics but now you got some random Jane or Jon Doe pretty much bashing your style.
I’m sorry I’m not perfect
Or better yet I refuse to let my kids walk through society thinking there is such thing as being perfect. Because their not!
It’s safe to say if you are not feeding my children or supporting them in any way, please keep it to yourself. And don’t do the things I do with your kids isn’t it that simple.
If you don’t want to have a glass of wine in your pantry closet at the end of the day while the kids color each other with magic markers that’s fine. I’m that parent. My style isn’t perfect but I am the best version of me for my children you know? They like me so I mean.. Well, not every day. But for the most part, they think I’m okay and I’m okay with that.
When they are older I’m sure they will greatly appreciate me
Till then can we stop judging other mom’s?
I have a severe obsession with these cleaning products! Especially since having little ones who want to touch everything and anything the honest products are perfect and there are no harsh chemicals.
Don’t get me wrong especially this flu season I do break out the Lysol and Clorox because let’s face it we obviously need it. My son started preschool this year and he has managed to bring every germ home with him.
I am going to work on all my cleaning products even my homemade ones! Yes, homemade those are the best I will get a blog up about it this week!
Like the majority of moms, I spend most… Well if we are being completely honest I spend ALL Sundays cleaning and organizing and disinfecting meal prepping you name it!
My husbands always tells me “babe you have to learn how to rest and relax” and he’s right, its true I fail in the department of “taking better care of me” we all usually feel guilty about shopping for ourselves or sleeping past noon if we could.
Not today, not this day.
Today I and my little soulmates slept in we had breakfast at noon and currently still in our pajamas. Because this year I vowed to myself and to my kids that I would be a better version of me. I would embrace our time and not sweat the small stuff like the dishes being piled high.
Because NOW is NOW
So we are currently taking us a day. With lots of coffee for me and plenty of snuggles for them.
The dishes will still be there
The sheets are not going anywhere
The dust will still linger
And I will forever have a list of chores to get done.
So instead I’ll spend my rainy Sunday loving on my sweet baby’s because tomorrow they are older than today and time is the only thing against us.
Enjoy your kids always.
“People think that just because you become a mother you have to star dressing and acting like a yellow starburst. You can be a mother and still be a pink starburst, you totally can!”
Nothing makes a better Saturday then dinner done before six your house semi-clean the kids bathed before your shows come on.
My week has consisted of one sick babe and the other seems to be on his way of a head cold, unfortunately. My pantry closet is fully stocked with Lysol and Clorox wipes.
But and it’s a big BUT!
I am so tired and I’m out of wine and low on coffee, how convenient.
I have made a bed on the couch (its easier this way when the kids are sick) my back is of course out of whack. And I’m in dying need of a good full 8hours of uninterrupted sleep. But that’s not looking too promising these days.
You know what makes this better? My poor girl is teething so bad. And trust me we’ve tried it all I literally have been praying to the tooth fairy every night for those suckers to pop out!
I’m pooped (not literally)
Now is now though and time is fleeting.
How can I ever resist these tiny humans? I never could and don’t quite understand how others do.
Brutally honestly I can use a vacation but for these tiny humans who suck the life out of me and that’s literally. Some days I have no energy and I pretend I do just so they don’t see the exhaustion. I could never be away from them.
I rather be this tired
Dinner tonight was an oreo
But that’s okay
Tomorrow will be better
And through every exhaustion, I just pray for my children to grow to be happy and nice individuals who can say
My mom always did her best.
Because I try.
When I mention to people I’ve had two c-sections they automatically assume it was a piece of cake. A walk in the park if you must.
The hardest yet most invigorating thing my body has ever endured.
Most people think you don’t suffer labor pains. I did.. Twice.
My first was 29hours of labor. Didn’t dilate at all. It was far from my birth plan. My second was scheduled c-section but of course wentinto labor before my scheduled date.
We have to listen to our bodies and just because you can’t give vaginal birth it doesn’t make you less of a woman. Honestly around of applause to all of us, mom’s who go through both. It’s hard, it’s exhausting it’s both painful and scary and yet so exciting.
It will never look the same and my stomach will never be the same but when I look at my two precious baby’s I can say I did that.
Once you’re drugged up the hard part is over but that scar will always remind you what your body went through being tossed around the table, all the sounds of the tools the bright lights it’s not something you will ever get used too.
The recovery is the hardest the car ride alone back from the hospital is absolutely dreadful. The pain after is nothing I can ever explain all the while you still manage to walk around love on your baby breastfeed or bottle feed either or theirs no breaks in-between. But you’re doing it pain and all because this is that moment the moment I realized my body can go through hell and back and I will still be so strong. It’s not the prettiest, it’s not the skinniest.
But this body did it. Brought two beautiful babies into this world. Hours of labor.. Hours of surgery and months of recovery.
Having a c-section is no different the vaginal birth. I refuse to feel guilty because my body couldn’t “do it” but you know what my body did it recovered and every mark on my stomach will bring me back to how strong I was and how strong I am.
We are all strong
And truth be told C-sections..
They are just as hard.
It’s safe to say this week has been insanely difficult!
Everything has gotten the best of me and I’ve cried one too many times this week. I’ve been suffocated in loads of laundry. I volunteered myself in the kid’s school activities. The holidays are around the corner and I have yet to get my shopping done. My 3-year-old has been a major asshole. I know I shouldn’t say that but he has and I swear he enjoys it. My four-month-old is teething so bad and I am literally feeling guilty for wanting alone time.
But I need it…
I need to breath
It is always at night after all the madness I look around me I see my babies sleeping peacefully in their beds. I think to myself I am so blessed aside from the headache that naturally comes with parenting. I am blessed so incredibly blessed.
I am a person who likes to try and keep it together 99% of the time and if anything about being a parent has taught me is I will barely have it together a majority of the time. Maybe not even a solid 50%. And I admit I’ve struggled with that but I am now learning to be content with it.
Let the dishes pile up sometimes
It is okay
Let the laundry accumulate
It is okay
Don’t make the bed
It is okay
A gourmet meal every night is not mandatory
It is okay
It is okay
It is okay
In pajamas past noon
It is okay
The list can go on TRUST ME! All I have learned from this is. It is okay that you’re not perfect. You never were, you never will be and you never have to be. I have to cuddle my babies before taking care of the small stuff.
This is the most exhausting, yet exciting time in my life. My babies will never need me more than they need me right now.
I will never be this tired.
And that is okay.
For my sweet babies, I will breathe and reboot and tomorrow I will be a better me.