Tonight I was not at my best. I watched the clock, counting the minutes, waiting for dinner to pass so I could FINALLY put him to bed. My physical body exhausted from not only chasing him around, but from spending every moment poised on high alert like some crazed hunting dog anticipating the next bird, constantly watching, and following, and waiting for the next moment to stop him from climbing the bookshelf… The back of the couch… Or the baby gates… You know, the ones that are supposed to STOP him from finding danger, *Sigh…* Mentally exhausted now; Him with… Read More »The Days no momma talks about.
Life with your littles, they fill your heart with love. Any request, big or small. For them, you do it all. You’re Supermom. You don the crown. Yet at times your world feels upside down. You worry about the dishes, the floors, the chores… Stress over doing more… Should you be trying harder? Being better? Expectations set, but even after they’re met, your quest to exceed them remains. Feelin’ that momma drain. But fret not momma, cast those worries aside, they will not remember the cleanliness in which they reside, or an experience left untouched, forever denied. What will they… Read More »SUPERMOM
On behalf of every parent, everywhere, please allow me to say: WORST. EXPRESSION. EVER. … We’ve all said it, sure. But for most, I suspect, it was to illustrate a point of blissful slumber and peaceful innocence, lost somewhere in a world of dreams… But the reality? HAH! Let’s talk: I have a 5 week old. And apparently, we’ve hit the sleeping jackpot! We’re talking won the lottery, found the holy grail, landed on free parking, found the golden ticket and are going to the chocolate factory!!! (Did I just date myself? HAH!)…. Since he was only a couple days… Read More »“Slept like a baby…”
Giving Birth… The ultimate test in going with the flow. Having gone through labour and a vaginal delivery with my first son, it seemed realistic to expect the same thing second time ’round. But no… Expectations were not only altered, they were flipped right upside down!! I was picturing a birth at home surrounded by our personal comforts. Envisioned moving through positions in, on, or around my own bed, music playing and moving to the sounds of my personalized playlist. My husband by my side, offering physical, mental and emotional support (which warrants a pause here to recognize how supportive… Read More »Altered Expectations: Reflections of a birth story