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Pour Yourself A Messiful Mama
This post may contain affliate links The “Messiful Mama” is a little cocktail I came up with one night when I was finally home from a 4 day stay at the hospital with my daughter. I’m sure you can imagine, when I got back I was worn out and stressed out; a bit of a Mess. Kind of like how a of people are feeling about this election. It’s like a long drawn out hospital stay. You’re sick, uncomfortable, waiting for the doctor to finally give you a diagnosis so you can Go home and recover. Well, we’re on our way home. One way or another, tomorrow morning it will…
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5 Times Your Kids Will Do Exactly As You Say
I’d like to boast that my kids always do as I say, the first time, Without protest or complaint, but I’d be lying. I have to repeat myself more than I’d like to admit. I’m sure we all have that one Signature phrase we find ourselves saying multiple times a day. Once the clock strikes 7 I am just about ready to nix talking all together and take a vow of silence. There are exceptions though. There are times that they do exactly as I ask and I find myself maybe wishing that they hadn’t. Here are 5 times I wish my kids were a lot less than obedient. When I’m in the shower…
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The Time I Stalked That One Woman (And The 5 Things I Learned About Shopping Craigslist As A Mama)
My daughter’s birthday is rolling around, but I think this year I’m going to hit the chill button a bit. I usually go all out trying to make it special, from party details to the perfect cake, outfit and that one special gift that will set the memory of the entire day. What usually happens, though, is I spend all this time, money and energy and their favorite part of everything ends up being the $5 pack of balloons that they pop around at the end of the party. Talk about a let down; I’ve definitely learned to tone it down. My oldest daughter, though, can be a bit loftier than my…
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How I Lost My Mind Over A Bottle Of SmartWater
So, #confessthemess, I may have lost my mind kinda, sorta, just a little, lotta, bit over a bottle of SmartWater. “Who drank my water?” Blank stares, slightly aware of the severity but not yet completely afraid. “Where is my water, who drank my water? Where’s my water?! Help me understand. How many times have I told you guys to leave my water alone? Why do you continue to drink my water? There is plenty of water in the house. It’s not like it’s an irresistible bag of M&M’s. It’s not cake, or juice or a tall cold glass of fresh squeezed lemonade; it’s water, water, Room…
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5 Perfectly-Free Gifts for a Blogger
It’s Monday, May 9th and you’re thinking to yourself, “OMG, I forgot to get Xavia something for her birthday!” :-O No worries, Mother’s Day was yesterday, you were distracted, you’re tapped out from the beautiful bouquets and spa days you showered all mamas in your life with, it happens; I know you were thinking of me ;-). Lucky for you I’ve got 5 perfect gifts, not just for me but for any blogger, for any occasion; in under 5 minutes and for no money at all you can show some love that will be much appreciated. Like Well, nowadays you can “react” too, but don’t underestimate the power…
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4 Ways To Take Your “Me-Time” Like A Boss
If you’re anything like me, taking time for yourself can feel a bit unnatural and awkward when you’re used to occupying the last spot on the to-do list, that is, assuming you’ve even made it on. You’re gonna need to push past all that uncomfortable, though, because today I’m not just gonna tell you to pencil yourself in I’m gonna make sure you know 4 ways to do take your “Me-Time” like a BOSS! DRESS UP Okay so dress up for me means nixing my yoga pants for actual jeans and throwing my “nice” sweat jacket over my milk stained tank top (because the baby cried as I left and I…
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“I’ve Got Glitter In My Panties” And 6 Other Phrases That Don’t Mean What You Think They Do
“I’ve got glitter in my panties!” No, there was not a party in my pants, although, that would have made for an amusing story 10 years ago. No, there was a crafting extravaganza that went south paw and once the girls were done hashing it out, over who’s pony picture had the prettier applique of sparkle, somehow I ended up wearing the aftermath in my underwear. “I slept like a baby” I slept like MY baby; who doesn’t quite sleep at all but rather, is sound for about an hour then begins to yell, not scream, not cry, yell, something like a donkey, until he grapples my breast into submission…
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5 Laws You Didn’t Even Know You Were Breaking
Well, they may not be actual laws, but they Should be! I’d like to start by filing a claim about the candy display at checkout. As if eye level candy wasn’t enough, some stores have even gone and added a Back light; come on! I tell my kids, “Don’t tease if you don’t want it taken” so I’m not even sure if I really consider it stealing. I have the “paying vs stealing” conversation with them all the time but I can’t guarantee it will stick before they turn 4. I’m on my Ps and Qs, I swear, but I must admit I have Missed a snatch or 2. My one…
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The 10 Things That Will Likely Keep Me From Winning “Mother of the Year”
I know I can’t be the only one who practices accepting an award. I’m very gracious, and my speeches always include a big “Thank you to my fans!” I never forget get choked up, waiving my hand in front of my eyes to hold back the tears. I’ve won Grammy’s and Oscars. I’ve even won a Tony. I’ve tried practicing my speech for winning Mother of the Year too but, somehow, in my imagination I never quite make it to the podium. I can’t say I’m surprised, though. There are 10 very distinct reasons I will likely lose the award before I ever have a chance to hold the golden pacifier,…
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Now that’s what I call a “Messiful Mama”!
Rewind to a week ago today. It’s Mother’s Day, I have the perfect little post coming down the pipeline then BOOM; Life.Gets.Messy! A trip to Urgent Care turns into a trip the the ED, turns into 4 days in the hospital with my oldest daughter. Needless to say, it left me physically, emotionally and mentally exhausted. Cortisol. Levels. Rise There’s some more follow up to be done but for the moment we’re home, and she’s fine; I on the other hand, not so much. I am awesome in a crisis, the go to gal when ish gets real BUT… Afterwards all those flight or fight hormones wear off and my…