Many of you may not know this, but I was raised by extremely strict and very old-fashioned parents. If you aren’t a blog follower of mine, you should also know that I grew up in the backwoods of a very small coalmine town in southern Indiana. Where I grew up was the closest thing to … More I Want a Life Like That…
We’ve all heard the term “bridezilla.” But have you lucky husbands, boyfriends, and significant others had the chance to experience a “momzilla?” If so, I feel for you. (Kind of) I mean, we are the ones who have to actually birth the baby, so I don’t feel all that bad. Anyways, shortly after the above … More Momzilla: It’s a Real Thing
I live in a city that continues to grow rapidly every single day. On average, about 96 people move to Nashville, Tennessee daily. Crazy, right?! Some say it will even become the next L.A. This is great news to me as I am preparing for a career as a real estate agent. All of these … More When I Left My Small Town
I’ll be totally honest with you, I wanted a baby girl. My sister had my niece a year before I found out I was expecting, and I was instantly wrapped around Alaina’s little finger. My sister dressed her up in adorable tu-tus with matching bows. She had everything pink, glittery, and frilly. I just knew … More Little Boys and Their Mommas
We have all experienced it as parents: The anxiety. The panic mode. Endless to-go box dinners. Shopping disasters. Diaper blowouts in public. Projectile vomiting on the outfit you just bought for date night. Babies are ticking time bombs. Period. Last night was a prime example of our ticking time bomb story. My husband and I … More Babies Are Ticking Time Bombs
C-section. To many of you, this word is what nightmares are made of. “Oh no! I’m going to have a SCAR.” *Gasp* A scar? Seriously? Are you freaking kidding me?! That’s what you are concerned about? How about you worry about getting that CHILD out of your body safely… Mmkay? How selfish and dumb is … More The “C” Word
The daddy of your tribe. We’ve heard it and possibly said it all many times… “They get off the hook so easily in life. They don’t have to go through childbirth. They don’t have to get periods every month.” Yadda. Yadda. Yadda. (Yes. We secretly hate you for these things and always will. Actually, it’s … More The Daddy of Your Tribe
Oh, motherhood. You can be a real jerk sometimes, you know it? You have tested me. Pushed me to my limits. Scared me beyond belief. Thrown up on me. Pooped on me. Peed on me. Screamed at me. Yeah. You’ve been quite the demanding, little sassypants. No one prepares you for motherhood. Period. Not your … More Messy Bun. Coffee. Feed Baby. Repeat.
Hi Baby Jax, It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything for you. I really haven’t been in the mood to write, I’m sorry. (And you didn’t like to sleep much, so I have a perfectly good excuse.) You are a complete Momma’s boy that constantly wants to be held… But that’s okay. So, let me … More Welcome to Earth, Baby Jax
Jaxon Alan… It’s perfect, and that’s what your name will be. No more unrecognizable, unnamed, Gummi Bear-looking “baby creature” in my belly. You actually have a name now, and you look like a real baby! You will never understand the weirdness of having an ultrasound at eight weeks pregnant and your baby looks like a … More …And It’s a BOY!