When 37 weeks hit, I came to a crossroad. I desperately ached to meet my daughter, the tiny human who had been cooking for the past nine months, but simultaneously I longed to enjoy the snuggles and undivided attention I could give my 22 month old son while he remained the only child. My doctor had told me that after months of painful and consistent Braxton-hicks and all sorts oftell me the rest!
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I forgot how to relax
At home, I can always find something to do. Always. Floors must be swept, dishes must be done, the little guy decided to rearrange the kitchen pantry, my husband’s boots left sand tracked across the house–even when there’s nothing to do, I still find something. It drives my husband nuts and he’s constantly asking me to stop because my perpetual doing puts him on edge, but I feel like I can’ttell me the rest!
How we turned our car from a-okay into scrap metal in three days
We woke up at 5 that morning to begin preparing–packing bags, feeding a very hungry little mouth, loading up the car–to be on our way at 7am. After two and a half weeks visiting my husband’s parents in Ohio, we were ready to begin the trip home to North Carolina, but we were making a stop in Virginia to visit more family first. The night before, we had called andtell me the rest!
They need more than 99% of our attention 99% of the time
Every night after laying my sweet boy in his crib and closing his door, I can feel my shoulders slump. My day as a mom is over, and after a day of everything needing my constant attention I am so tired. It’s rarely physical exhaustion; instead it’s there-is-so-much-I-have-to-do tired and shoot-I-forgot-to-do-that-thing tired and when-is-that-appointment-again? tired. A million wheels turning all at once as we try to balance feeding the family, feedingtell me the rest!
Dear Military Wife: It’s okay to ask for help
I slumped against the sofa, defeated, as my son writhed and kicked in my arms. The tears had long since had their way with the small amount of makeup I had put on that morning. My son’s fever simply would not go down. There hadn’t been a quiet moment since 6am. The sink was overflowing with dishes. The emotional stress was so high I felt sick to my stomach andtell me the rest!
10 ways my husband has cherished me
My Marine husband and I have been apart half the last year and yet he still leaves me feeling cherished. How?
Staying at home with a toddler is no more chaotic than staying home during a tornado
You must have so much free time when you’re at home alone, right? If you’re a mom, that’s the funniest joke you’ll hear all day.
We’re not Instagrammable
As I sit here typing, my hair is frizzy and my makeup is smudged. I don’t look like a perfect mom. I don’t belong on Instagram.
What your baby really wants for Christmas
This past week, Grandma has been putting together a list of items to get my son for Christmas. It goes like this: Shoe laces. Buckets. Brooms. Magnets. Tupperware containers. Brightly colored toys are right up at the top of her list of items not to get him. We bought him rainbow colored blocks, bright animal magnets, and a giant blue ball, but he’s hardly interested. Why on earth would he want thetell me the rest!
The flight that made me reconsider travel
When I traveled all across the world with my baby before he even hit three weeks old, I was commended by everyone I encountered for my bravery. While I smiled and thanked them, I knew I wasn’t really one of the brave ones–after all, my newborn slept 80% of the time and when he did scream it was so quiet it didn’t bother anyone. Plus he was so little thattell me the rest!