Valentine’s Day Crafts

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Yes, it is now March and a little late to be posting about Valentine’s Day. Honestly, I just needed a place to post the photos I took of my kids!

There are so many cute crafts you could do with them and this one was the easiest (and cheapest) for us!

My kids LOVE stickers. And when I say love, that might even be an understatement. There have been many times that my 3 year old would get so mad and tantrum because we ran out of stickers.

Dude, there’s nothing I can do about it when you pull every sticker off of every page.

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“You’re Killin’ Me Smalls”

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Life is getting super hectic around here and not so routine.

Since going back to work at the end of February, there have been a ton of ups and downs when it comes to having a set schedule. I went back to work, had to take a class that involved learning about transitioning out of the military, going back on leave for a couple weeks, then back to work. For me, consistency AND routine is key to me staying sane.

Oh man, it’s going to be hard for me when I am no longer in the Navy and I become a stay-at-home mom!! There’s no way I’m going to be able to come up with some sort of routine while I have two little ones at home! I mean, I came face to face with that realization while I was on maternity leave for about 18 weeks. But I figured it was just because I had a new baby at home…I could be very wrong. It could simple be because I have two littles to take care of instead of one! Not only that, I have never been a SAHM, yet, so I know things will change once I realize I am not going back to work.

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One Month Old – One Month as a Mom of 2

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Our little girl is officially one month old! What that also means is I have officially been a mother to two beautiful babies for one month now. Has it been easy?


But it’s been a month full of love. Even in the hard moments, I try to remember how wonderful and amazing my life is. I have been blessed with the opportunity to be a mom to both of these children.

This past month has been totally different than the first month of being a new mom. When I had my son, I also had my husband home quite often to help me out when I needed it. This time, I have two babies with me, at home, alone, without help. It is TERRIFYING.

I was incredibly terrified of being home with two babies by myself. When I was pregnant, I had a bit of anxiety about it and would worry about whether or not I am going to be a good mom to both of these littles. I tried to figure out ways to prepare myself for being a mother of two. I rearranged my living room about 10 times during the weeks that I was pregnant, my husband built a learning tower for our son so that he could help us with things in the kitchen since he’s become so independent, and I went on Pinterest and pinned every blog post I could that talked about preparing your toddler for a sibling.

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Being a Boy Mom

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I may have only been a boy mom (mom in general) for about 15 months but I totally love it!

It’s hard to believe that this time, two years ago, we were getting ready to be out at sea and I would later find out I was pregnant. During my first pregnancy with Aston, I wanted a girl. I have no shame in saying it! It’s the truth. But that was at first. Growing up, I always wanted a girl first if I had kids. I grew up with a sister, I was the oldest, and my cousins that were around my age were all girls. It just made sense to me. Either way, I just wanted a healthy and happy baby. When I found out we were having a boy, my husband about jumped out of his seat. My first thought was,

‘What am I going to do with a boy?!’

I think that is totally normal for anyone who doesn’t have much experience with boys. I’ve never even babysat for baby boys before! But I seriously went into a little bit of a panic mode. I told my husband that I wasn’t ready for a boy. I came up with so many questions:

How do I dress a boy?
How do I change a boys’ diaper?
How am I going to potty train a boy?!

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And many more as I am sure you can imagine. But eventually, as I was buying things for him and for the nursery, I became more at ease and of course, excitement overwhelmed me. And now, having been a mom for the past year, I just love being a boy mom. And I wonder, what will it be like if I find out I am having a girl in a few weeks? We shall save those thoughts for a later date.

But I have compiled a small list of things I love about being a boy mom. I am SURE many of these things are fairly similar with little girls, but what do I know? I have a boy. 😉

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  1. I never have to put him in pink.

I know, you never HAVE to put a girl in pink or anything, that’s not what I am implying here. But I just love that at the baby shower, I didn’t receive a million pink things or have to return things because of the color. I made a point to tell people not to give us anything with that baby blue color. Bright blues, navy blue, dark blue….anything but baby blue. I am just not a fan. And I don’t like pink like that either. I am sure if I have a girl, I will change my mind. But for now, I am glad it’s blues and other things.

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2. There really isn’t much accessorizing.

I mean, if he wants to go ahead and wear fancy bows in his hair, that’s fine by me. But for the first year, I am pretty sure he doesn’t have much of a preference besides, “Get this thing off of my head.” And that goes for hats or anything else. But I don’t need to put anything on him. Hats sometimes are cool. I think some moms put bows or headbands on their little girls because people can’t tell if their baby is a boy or girl. Hey, some can’t it happens. We have gotten she occasional, “She’s so cute” but it never bothered me…except when he’s decked out in all blue in a shirt that says, “Dad’s little dude” or something like that. Come on. Maybe some moms actually like the bows and headbands! Again, I will have no idea until I have one for myself but for now, I will enjoy keeping it simple.

“Get this thing off my head.”

3. His clothes are simple.

Onesie or shirt. Pants. Shoes. Done. Okay, it’s not that different from girls but I guess it all comes down to preference! Some people put their girls in a dress and they’re good to go, so that could be simple enough. But then there’s leggings or tights and back to the hair bows. And I guess with boys you can add bowties and suspenders, but I can keep it super simple with Aston.

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4. I am the only girl he will ever love…for now.

I get to enjoy the fact that my little baby loves his Mommy so much. No other women in the world is going to love him like I do and he won’t look at anyone like he looks at his mommy! I feel pretty awesome when he comes running to me with open arms and a huge open mouth kiss. Yeah, we’re working on the whole kissy face thing.

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5. Cars, balls, trains, turtles, etc.

These are the kinds of toys he loves to play with. Again, no pink and nothing super fancy. I mean, at this stage he’s just throwing a lot of his toys around anyway but I love that we can play catch (more like fetch) together and he has a grand old time. And he loves playing outside. I was the kid that hated being outside and hated getting dirty…but this kid is adorable and loves playing in the dirt. And I really don’t mind it all that much! Put him in a diaper and no clothes and he’s good to go!

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6. I’m the only girl.

Hey, it sounds a little selfish but I really like the idea of being truly the only girl around. Like before, I mentioned that I am the only girl he loves right now…but I also like that I get to be the girly one. My husband and my son’s attention is on THIS pretty girl in the room! Ha! I don’t know how to explain it really, but it’s nice being the only one. Plus, when I am trying to get ready, I don’t have to share with anyone. Oh man, if I have a girl this time around, I can only imagine the teenage years! And if she’s anything like me, I am really in for it!

7. Their clothes really do have the cutest sayings on them.

Many of the shirts and onesies you find for a boy could work for a girl too. And yes, all the frill is great for a girl. But if you’re not into frill…and you see some dinosaur eating a cookie while drinking milk…that’s just super freaking cute! I love the Mama’s boy ones or the Dad’s little guy. I just love that stuff.

8. Diaper changes.

You can wipe up, down, side to side….doesn’t matter. No worries. As long as the poo is gone.

9. “Boys will be boys.”

You totally understand that saying when you become a mom. I mean, he’s only one but he does such silly things that I couldn’t see a little girl doing. Then again, we will just have to wait and see. But things like picking his nose and discovering his…ahem…penis. I can’t help but laugh when he does these things!! I probably shouldn’t laugh. He probably does it more because I laugh at him.

The bottom line really is: I love being a mom. And I love being pregnant with my next bundle of love. in about 2 weeks we find out what we are having and it’s going to be fantastic. And it doesn’t matter, boy or girl, I am sure I will have posts about how different it is to raise another baby. <3

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To The Mommy of a 1-Year Old

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Dear Mommy of a 1-Year Old,

You did it.

Didn’t think you’d make it this far with all of your hair still, huh? Well, you did and you are fantastic.

The first year of anything you do in life isn’t easy. And the first year is definitely a rough one. Then again, we have the rest of our lives with our children and I am sure there are many more years to go that could be just as trying as the first!

But hey, you did it. You ROCKED being a mommy.

You made it through those sleepless nights.
You learned not to wake a sleeping baby.
You figured out the difference between a hungry cry and a sleepy cry.
You have a new outlook on life.
You figured out that being a mom is hard work…
and it’s the best thing you’ve ever done with your life.
You realized that you don’t care about what others think about you…
– your clothes
– your hair
– your parenting style
You figured out that there are more things to think about and none of them are for you.
You figured out that you are much stronger than you know.

Many people told you what it was going to be like having a baby. They told you the pros and the cons and well, a lot of times they left out the really juicy stuff that you wish you had known. But you, you learned that every child is different and you did everything you could to make sure you kept your sanity and kept your bundle of joy safe and happy.

Moms talked to you about topics like (some more controversial than others):
Breastfeeding vs formula feeding
Circumcised or not
Cloth diapers vs disposable
Binky (paci/nook) vs not using one
Babywearing or stroller usage
vax, delayed, or nonvax
and so much more.

It’s all a mess sometimes but everyone parents differently. Everyone makes their own decisions based off of what they believe is right and what works for the family. And you did exactly that.

Good for you, mama! Keep doing what you’re doing.

And now your baby is 1 and it’s a huge step. Don’t worry about where they are.

If they’re walking now, great. If not, that’s great too. Some people want fast movers and some enjoy the immobility for as long as possible.
So, they’re not talking yet, it’s okay. They will, when they are ready.
That first birthday party? It doesn’t have to be extravagant. You don’t have to stress about the theme, the decorations, or who is coming. You can if you want, but your child will not remember it. It’s all for you guys anyway. And a little thing I must add: Really, don’t worry about who is invited.

We had a huge issue with people getting upset with us for not inviting them to our son’s first birthday party. Grown adults whining about not coming to a 1 year old’s party. The thing is, last minute, we decided to have the party at home. Our home is tiny and there wasn’t tons of room for children and tons of adults and we didn’t have the funds to buy enough for so many people! And believe it or not, these were people that hadn’t talked to us in MONTHS. So, we decided to go with the people who our son would recognize and know the most and feel comfortable with. That was that. Don’t stress about it and don’t let people treat you terribly because of the decision you made.

You have now experienced what everyone told you when they said, “Enjoy it now. They grow up so fast.”
That year really did go by fast, didn’t it?

Don’t be sad. Believe me, I was. But I didn’t need to be. My child is growing and it’s what we, as mothers, do. We get sad but we are happy for them. And we get ready for the next stage in their life. Be prepared for the obstacles that may come:

First year molars
First words and steps
Tempter tantrums
Terrible Twos

I haven’t experienced much yet, but that’s just what we’ve gotten so far.

Just remember: You are one amazing mom. You’re a rockstar. You are the best mom for your little baby. And as they grow and change, so do you.

The Mommy of a 1-Year Old

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That’s something I’ve been brought up with my entire life. My dad used to say that to me all the time when I was playing basketball, on the track team, and on student council as a teen.

I carried that quote into my young adult life and now into motherhood. It’s so true. In order to lead others…you have to do it by example.

Be an example to others on how to be healthy and fit. Be an example on how a business should be run. Be an example of what a true leader looks like in the workplace. Be an example of how a wife/mother/husband/brother/sister/daughter/son should be in relation to others. Be an example of a good friend. The list goes on and on.

But in this instance, as a mother…I need to lead my children by example. Not just by how they should grow up to be, but lead them in faith and in love. And lead them down the right path to being healthy, strong, and successful.

I want my son to know I did everything I could to stay healthy for him and for myself so I can stay on this earth long enough to see him grow. And although this was a serious kind of post, the video is just so dang cute!

You never know who is watching and you never know who you’re influencing by the choices you make.

He loves Shakeology® too, apparently!!! I guess we are doing something right!

**By the way, I have no idea why a random photo of me popped up at the end. lol

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The Day I Became Mommy

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Alright, so a lot of people have been asking me lately how everything went for me when I was giving birth to Aston. When meeting with people and sharing the story face-to-face it’s a lot easier. When people ask me via Facebook, twitter, or instagram even, I just give them the shortest version. Well, I would like to share with everyone how everything actually went down.

Everyone’s story is very different from the next. Everyone’s story about labor is so unique and beautiful. And this one was definitely not what I expected but turned out exactly how it was meant to. 🙂

On February 6, I was at work and we usually sit in a conference in the morning. Since our office is just myself and my boss, we were in a phone conference with the rest of the command down in San Diego. Well, usually these are pretty long and boring ventures so I just sit there and listen and try not to fall asleep. Anyway, I started feeling some contractions…nothing major and pretty much thought they were Braxton Hicks contractions but with just a step up in the pain. I ended up just walking around the room a little bit and pacing back and forth. I really didn’t think anything of it. Looking back on it now, that was probably when the whole labor process was starting. lol. Anyway, I didn’t feel that for the rest of the day..that was at about 9am or so. I sat at my desk feeling super tired and just drained. Also, I felt a heaviness down south and it was causing a lot of discomfort. Nothing weird either. Just felt like I was swollen, “down there.” I ended up talking to one of the ladies down the hall who I have talked to throughout the entire pregnancy. She’s had 4 boys and is in the Navy too so I thought, who better to talk to? Anyway, I was explaining my discomfort and she ended up calling the nurse hotline to get some ideas on what I should do. The nurse asked me questions about contractions, losing my mucus plug (which never happened), and other things. She suggested I just walk around for about 5-10 minutes every hour since I sit at a desk all day and that’s probably causing too much pressure. I thought, ‘Okay. When I get back to work on Monday, I will start doing that.’ I was 37 weeks and was about to go home for the weekend.

At home, I was just hanging out with my husband. A normal Friday night for us. Eating dinner, watching Netflix, and playing with Violet (our puppy). We decided that we should probably go for a walk with her since she needed to get out of the house to expel some energy and we also thought it would be good for me since I hadn’t been feeling the best. Well, as always, we got caught up in watching our shows that we forgot to go for a walk. At about 9pm I felt a pain from my back that radiated to the front of my belly. It hurt and I actually cried. Keep in mind, I have a super low pain tolerance. I let it pass and I sat down on the couch with the hubby and we figured it was time to go for a walk. An hour later after the walk I felt it again. And then after that, I didn’t feel anything again.

Once we decided to turn in for the night, it was about 11pm and we were getting ready to shower and get ready for bed. We were just standing in our bedroom and talking like we usually do and were just getting ready to hop into the shower. Out of nowhere, my husband looks at me and says,

Did you just pee on yourself?!

Uh…what?! No! I look down and a few trickles of water were falling down my leg. I didn’t feel a thing so I had no idea. I went to the bathroom and ended up peeing so I thought I was fine. We weren’t exactly sure on what happened and I didn’t think my water broke cause everyone I had asked told me,

When it happens, you’ll know. There’s no mistaking it.

Since they said that, I didn’t really think anything of it. So we showered and while showering we discussed what would happen if we were about to have the baby soon. Well, the baby’s hospital bag had been packed for weeks but mine? Nope. Before we crawled into bed, we decided it was time to pack mine. So I did. I will be writing a post about what I brought with me to the hospital…and what I actually used. lol. Earlier in the evening, we had also finally made a birth plan and wrote down a list of errands we needed to run that weekend to help us prepare for the baby since we were only about 3 weeks away from the due date.

This list included:

  • Car seat installation and inspection
  • Buy a changing pad
  • Do a hospital tour
  • Pre-register at the hospital
  • Pack my hospital bag
  • Birth plan
  • Organize all the paperwork we might need
  • Make a list a phone numbers of people to call

Stuff like that. Looked like we had a decent amount of work ahead of us for the weekend. Boy, were we in for a surprise.

DISCLAIMER: There are a few gross things in here. lol

At about 3am on February 7, I felt a pain. It was almost like a period cramp. It woke me up and I thought I would just go to the bathroom. Well, I peed and there was blood in the toilet and blood when I wiped. Nothing MAJOR but it was still blood. And the funny thing is, I thought I was fine. I woke my husband up and asked him to walk around the house with me to see if I was okay and we went from the bedroom to the top of the stairs and I showed him the photos I took (yes, I took photos). He stops and said,

Okay. You’re going to the hospital. Get ready.

He knew I wanted to put a little bit of makeup on before I went, so I did. Simple…face powder and mascara. Nothing major and I even straightened my hair. You never know how long you’re going to be at the hospital! Anyway, we got our things together, Jonathan put the carseat in the car (literally, just put it in the car), he made some coffee, got the bags and camera together, and took care of Violet. Then we were off.

As we were driving, I would say my contractions went from 7 minutes apart while at the house to about 4 minutes apart. The hospital was only about 20 minutes away…maybe 25. We pulled into the parking lot of the hospital at exactly 4:20am. Walking up to the doors, I had to stop 3 times to let a contraction pass. Once we got inside, we had to take the time to register since I didn’t preregister at the hospital beforehand. They ask you the typical questions and they even asked if this was my first baby. Well, yes, it’s my first baby. It’s like they moved even slower once I told them this was my first time. Probably because THEY DID MOVE SLOWER.

You hear many times during pregnancy that the first one is always slower than the second one or the third. You know, when you talk to experienced moms and you ask them about the labor and what it would be like? Yeah, I have heard that so many times. But let me tell you…this baby was COMING.

I was admitted at about 5am and was dilated about 4cm. I was in pain, and this pain just came out of nowhere. It wasn’t gradual for me. It was like a stinging and all of a sudden there was pain. They put in my IV and believe it or not, that thing sticking out of my arm and trying to move around with it on was more annoying than anything that happened that day. It hurt my arm and I just wanted it out. After a few minutes went by, I told my husband,

I think it’s time to call the folks!

So, Jonathan texted my parents and his mom to let them know that this was happening. Good thing for them, we didn’t wake them up or anything because they were already up and were 2-3 hours ahead of us.

Some time had passed and I realized that I REALLY needed to go to the bathroom. I told the nurse that I had to go and she wouldn’t let me! She just told me,

Oh, that’s just the baby coming. You’ll be fine.

Lady, I will not be fine. Let me go to the bathroom. It’s about 10 feet away and I can make it. I just need to pee before my bladder explodes! Nope, wouldn’t let me go. The nurse ended up checking me again and I was dilated to about 6cm, I believe. I’ve been told that you should go to the bathroom before you get your epidural too. So, I wanted to go to the bathroom and make sure everything was out of there before I had this baby. I was SO frustrated that I just ended up crying and making the pain of the contractions worse. Jonathan was trying to comfort me but nothing was really working. I had to pee so bad. And I just kept asking, “Why won’t she let me pee?!” And I could tell he felt really bad for me. Like…who cries from needing to pee so bad? Me. I cried. Whatever. He ended up looking at me and telling me there is a lot of padding under me. lol. Yeah…he told me that and that was it. I wasn’t waiting. This was happening right now. The nurse came back in with the anesthesiologist and I got my epidural. Immediately, I felt so much better. I relaxed and I was definitely much nicer to Jonathan. I guess that’s normal. lol.

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The nurse had to clean me up and fix the bedding and then not too long after that, I saw her rushing around. More nurses came in and they started getting things together around the room. A couple more nurses came in and were talking to the original one around me and asking questions. For some reason, it sounded like a foreign language to me. Then they started moving me around and rolling me back and forth on the bed. They weren’t really communicating with me besides saying,

Breathe. Are you feeling any contractions? Anything?

First of all, I was breathing. Every dang time someone told me I needed to breathe, I wanted to strangle them. Come on. You will clearly see if I am not breathing. I didn’t pass out so stop telling me to breathe! I was annoyed with that, for sure. And about the contractions? No…I wasn’t feeling any. Then I freaked out a little bit. Turns out, it’s normal. When you get an epidural the heart rate of the baby usually does drop a little bit. But of course, they don’t tell us any of that and they just freak out.

My delivery doctor was coming from base and hadn’t gotten to the hospital yet and I heard one of the nurses saying to get another doctor. I have no idea who this man is but he delivered my baby. lol. They hurried around so much I was so scared. The doctor told me to push, the nurses told me to breathe, and Jonathan….I have no idea what he was saying to me. Haha. I felt nothing. So when they were telling me to push, I had no idea if I was even doing it or not. I did about 2 pushes and all of a sudden I head a pop and blood kind of flew everywhere. I freaked out even more. They were vacuuming him out. WTF. I had to push about 3 more times and baby was out. I didn’t feel much of anything besides an intense amount of pressure. I am pretty sure I felt his feet come out. I look down and the doctor was holding my baby by his leg. He was blue and purple and a mess and they cut the cord right away and brought him straight over to the other docs to get looked at. He wasn’t crying. I was scared. Jonathan went over there to make sure everything was good and then the nurse looked over at me and said that he was okay. And en I head a cry. I was in awe. I couldn’t think or say anything. My doctor came in right as Aston was coming out. He ended up stitching me up and I was just laying there shaking and not really talking or anything. I think I was just in shock of it all. I guess the first thing I said was,

Does he have all of his fingers and toes?

What? Why did I ask that? lol. I was upset they didn’t put him directly on my chest, I was upset that they didn’t even ask Jonathan if he wanted to cut the cord, I was upset that they used a vacuum on my son, and I was upset that they didn’t communicate with me. It was quite a mess. But the most important thing is…

I have a son. He is the most perfect little human I have ever seen. He is amazing. And I am so happy to be his Mommy.

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Motherhood: The First Month

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Wow! It’s been awhile since I’ve last posted! I’m sure that taking so much time away from my blog is essentially blogger suicide but hey. What can I say? I’m a new mom. You can’t really blame me, can ya?

Currently, I’m just trying to get the hang of this whole mom thing and walking around like a zombie.

did you know that babies sleep a lot and never sleep at the same time?

That is so true. And I’m sure every new parent understands it.

So, here I am at another 1am feeding ( and I’m sure it will be another 3-5 before I finish this post) and I’m typing this out with my non dominant hand. This time I have come prepared with my iPad rather than trying to use my phone. 👍 and in honor of my Little One turning one month, I thought I would write about the first month of motherhood. Maybe, all the things I wish I’d known before becoming a mom

Some of these may be like “duh…you didn’t know?” But really, some of these are not no brainers when it comes down to it.

1. Breastfeeding- it hurts. Think about it. A tiny human is sucking on your nipple and said nipple is actually hitting the roof of their mouth. Yeah, that’s how it works. It’s no wonder my nipples get so sore! A little tip…try to rough up the gals beforehand. How? I’m not too sure but I’m pretty sure that I would’ve benefited from it! Not only that, when the tatas start filling up with milk, you’re going to feel a different kind of heaviness. One where you’re in pain. Yup, that’s right. I’m talking about engorgement. You either gotta feed your baby or you gotta pump those things out. Trust me, you don’t want t to miss a feeding or a pump session. Also, during the first week, we went to see our lactation specialist and she warned me that days five-seven are engorgement days. I was so glad she told me that because it was definitely day five and I didn’t understand why my boobs felt like they may explode! I tried to feed my son as often as possible or I pumped. I felt so much better after that.

2. Most (if not all) babies know where to get food. I’m not an expert and I don’t know statistics but it seems to me that almost every newborn knows where to get milk from. Mainly because they can smell the milk but they know where to get it. I was so surprised. It’s not like I had to teach my son where my tatas were and how to get milk from them. He just knew and also knew how to work his mouth and tongue to get it. Unfortunately, he was a little lazy in the beginning and didn’t want to work to get the colostrum out. That lazy bum! So wee had problems BF in the beginning. Now, he’s learning to become a pro!

3. Be determined. I promise, this isn’t a post solely about breastfeeding. But, if you strongly believe in breastfeeding your child, then do it. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise….unless there’s a special reason that you can’t or shouldn’t. When I was in the hospital, every single. It’s that came into my room attempted to show me how to nurse him. They all had different theories and techniques for doing it and it was driving me insane. Seriously. Not everyone does things the same way. And since I was having some problems, things weren’t going so well. Then on the third day of being at the hospital, the lactation consultant (different from the one I talked about earlier) attempted to help me a couple times and when it. Didn’t always work the way she wanted it to, she walked back into my room with a hand pump and told me to give up trying and to start pumping. I didn’t do it. I just kept trying. After a few bumps in the road and a lot of tears (both. One and his) we are now on the right track to nursing. 😆

4. Babywearing – This isn’t a new thing out there, but it’s popularity is starting to soar. At least out here in California. I LOVE it. I wish I had learned more about it earlier! It’s all about being hands free and keeping your little one close to you. I am still learning a lot about babywearing, ring slings, woven wraps, and the million and one carries you can do. They ladies that I have met through this are awesome and they have just helped me in general with being a new mommy!

5. Babies can come early – Duh. I know, I know. Babies can come at ANY time but I didn’t think my baby was going to come 20 days early! He’s a very healthy boy and we couldn’t be happier. It was definitely scary that he came so early especially since I wasn’t fully prepared. I literally packed my hospital bag about 6 hours before I woke up with contractions. lol. It’s pretty crazy. Babies don’t follow your schedule. They will follow their own! So just be ready for anything!

6. Things happen fast – In the hospital, things can go pretty fast. This is my first baby, so I only have that experience to go off of. I honestly didn’t have much of a birth plan to go off of and at the same time, I am pretty sure it wouldn’t have mattered. My son came so quickly they barely talked to ME about what what going on. When you are in the hospital, make sure everyone is communicating with you or your spouse (or significant other). They really didn’t communicate with Jonathan or myself and it wasn’t good. They were rushing around and freaking us out and would’t let us figure out what’s going on. Definitely be vocal and make them vocal right back.

7. You can never start preparing too early – Really. You can’t. We started stocking up on diapers every time we went to the grocery store or went shopping in general. We bought different sizes and brands to help us prepare. We were told that you are able to trade in the packs if you needed a bigger size. So, we decided to do that! Turns out, we didn’t think we were going to have a small baby so we didn’t get very many newborns. He was a small baby and barely fit into the newborn diapers so we had to buy more anyway. haha. We also decided to sign up for AmazonMom. I definitely suggest looking into that before the baby comes. Diapers delivered right to your door and are so much cheaper than in stores. We bought a lot of clothes and got a lot of cheaper onesies and also got things for the nursery on  Buy/Sell?trade sites. We didn’t see a need to buy things brand new since they probably wouldn’t be used for very long. So, I definitely recommend getting things secondhand.

8. Prepare the pup for a baby – We got our puppy Violet in the beginning of October and she was about a month old. We didn’t really look into preparing Violet for the coming of our son until about a month before he was born. We thought that we had plenty of time, but since our little one came early, we didn’t spend enough time training her! We started with playing tracks of a crying baby every once in awhile and I think she got used to it. But now we have noticed that Violet wants a lot of attention, mostly when we are holding our son. The hubby blames me for babying her too much. Hey. I couldn’t help it! She’s the first puppy I ever had and she is SO stinking’ cute!! 🙂 But yeah, there are a lot of sites online that will give you tips on how to get your puppy ready…check them out. Also don’t get a PUPPY so close to your due date. lol.

9. Read up – If there is anything you are wondering about or questioning, read up on it. Breastfed babies versus formula fed babies. Having a little boy? What about circumcision? These are just a couple of the things that I didn’t even bother looking up before I had my son. You have to look at the benefits, or the pros and cons to each situation. I am not going to sit here and tell you what you should and shouldn’t do, but I wish I had made some decisions before he was born. Knowledge is power. Did you just have a flashback to middle school when you heard that about ten times a day? Yeah, me too. But it’s true. That’s actually one thing I wish I could change…I wish I had seen more time doing my research.

I am sure there are SO many other things I could write about changing in the first month of being a mother. My life had changed, my body, hormones…oh man. The hormones. Those are STILL changing. There are probably many moms out there that can come across this and say “yup” or they can add to this list about 100 more things to share. I still could add more too, but come on. I started this post a few days before my son turned one month…and of course, here I am the day before he turns 5 weeks and I am just NOW finishing the post. Oh well. Motherhood! I’ll get more out eventually, but for now, this is what I have got!

Moms, care to share your experiences on your first month of motherhood?

It’s been one amazing and rocky month. I am excited to see what the future holds for us!

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Being Mommy

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It’s crazy to think that less than two weeks ago, I had my son. My perfect, marvelous, wonderful, goofy son.

So many things in my life have changed. It’s not just that I became a mom, but everything that goes with it. The good, the bad, and the wonderful.

1. I no longer have a name. I mean, I do have a name. But it’s “Mommy” now. My husband and I call each other mommy and daddy especially when we are talking to our son. It just makes sense, I guess and maybe it will help him with his first words. We even started calling each other Mommy and Daddy when we were talking to our puppy, Violet. I guess in a way, we were practicing for when our son was here.

2. He spends A LOT of time hanging with “the gals.” Breastfeeding. Anyone that has done this, knows what I am talking about here. Lately, I’ve just felt like a walking boob. Literally. Daddy gets him while he’s awake and kind of plays around with him and gets to enjoy the silly faces a baby makes. I get the “I’m super hangry right now and I’m going to make it difficult for you to even feed me, even though I know I want to eat.” Yeah. It happens every night. I’m having a boxing match with my son to try to get him to nurse. Every. Single. Time.

3. You can do anything with one hand. I’m not kidding. I have had my son for less than two weeks and I am getting the hang of doing things with him tucked into one arm. I can’t imagine how well I am going to do when I have a few months under my belt! And when I say you can do anything with one hand, I mean it! I am currently typing this entire post, on my cell phone, with my non-dominate hand, while nursing my son…in the middle of the night. I never used one hand when I typed on my iPhone6. I was more of a two-handed texter. Now, I use one hand all the time. lol.

4. What is makeup? Is that a hairdryer?! Seriously. Ya’ll have seen my posts about makeup and I usually have a fairly done up face and my hair is always straightened. The first week after bringing my son home, my husband had to go back to work for the week. He didn’t take his 10 days of paternity leave until this past week. They needed him at work, so he was there. But I needed him here…oh well. It’s the way the cards were dealt. But in the first week, I don’t think I ran a brush through my hair, not even once. I didn’t do much of anything with it and I didn’t do my makeup either. I have short hair so my options on hairstyles were a little slim. I can’t just throw my hair into a ponytail. Trust me, I want to. And as for makeup? That all stays upstairs in the bathroom and won’t be used. haha. Well, I got to use some this week with all the appointments we had to go to and the hubby was home to take care of the little man. Here’s an example of my “I’m a new Mommy, don’t judge me” look.

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5. Any feelings of privacy go out the window. I went into the hospital knowing that I wanted to be pretty private and covered up when visitors came by. Put a blanket over me while trying to nurse and try not to flash anyone when my gown flew open when I got out of bed. Well…that doesn’t really matter much after you have a baby. I mean, I was spread eagle with about 10 other people in the room and pushed out a human being through a small hole. I’m pretty sure that anyone that comes to visit me will understand it all. Now, I just whip the thing out and feed my kid. That’s what I’m supposed to do. Plus, I’m in my own home. So don’t mind me in my thin layered tank top with breast pads stuck to them, rather large sweat pants to cover the panty lines (they’re super comfy too), and the fact that I may walk around with my top underneath my boobs every now and then to air those babies out. Haha. I probably look like a hot mess.

Well, I have decided to leave it to these 5 points. I still can’t believe I am someone’s mommy. And it’s a wonderful blessing. I’m excited to see what’s up ahead for all of us in the future. 😍

Any other new moms out there?! Please share the things you’ve noticed about becoming a Mommy!!

Until next time,

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What Happened To HeyDarlingLove?

I know, it’s been a MINUTE since I’ve been on here!

No, I haven’t fallen off the blogging train just yet…but here’s what actually happened!

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We had our baby! He made his appearance early on Saturday morning and was quite the surprise! Why? He was cookin’ for 37 weeks. Born 20 days early and also came out SUPER FAST. I’ll save that birth story for another time…it’s super interesting as well!

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All of us are adjusting to life with a newborn. Even our pup, Violet is trying to figure out what’s going on. Some parts have been rough, some heartache, and a lot of amazing-ness. He’s the cutest little thing I have ever seen, and I carried him for 9 months…well, 37 weeks. Lol.

There will be more updates to come. I just gotta find the time, like the fact that I started this post at 1:30am while nursing my son and finished it at 5:30am when I went to pump a little bit. Hey, it works. 😜

Until the next time,
Abigail ❤️

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