Initially I began “Mama Confessions” as a series post for us moms to share embarrassing things we wouldn’t normally admit to. On my search for confessions, I had a mama friend from Instagram reach out with her story. Not silly, not funny, but all too true for many new moms. So this week, we’ll visit a more serious side of “Mama Confessions”.
While hanging out with my kids this morning, I kept catching a whiff of something that smelled gross. It came and went as I searched my area. I checked the couch, the carpet, blankets, and of course I checked each kid.
After searching for a bit, I realized the odor was me! Not the “I haven’t showered in several days” smell, (I got used to that smell long ago.) But a faint urine smell. Continue reading
About 15 years ago, I used to go out dancing every friday and saturday night. No, not “twerking” or “grinding” dancing. Swing dancing. I used to get all gussied up in some sort of ’40’s-ish outfit and I would take the pins out of my hair, (because I was making pin curls, obviously.)
Then I would get to choose out of my fantastic collection of purses. Which one do I take tonight? The bright yellow one? The red one with gems? I was sort of into purses. Not shoes, not clothes so much, purses, (although, I loved a good deal on an awesome vintage outfit).
First impressions are important.
When you first meet someone, whether it’s for a first date or job interview.
The first time you go to a new place. Is it a clean restaurant? Does it seem like it’s a fun place worthy of your family’s time?
On my quest for staying within an actual grocery budget, I have started to buy things in bulk. With the non-perishables, it’s no big deal. The perishables are a whole different story.
I have thrown away my fair share of rotten fruits or vegetables, and meat that has gone bad. Maybe I should start throwing cash away too, because it’s pretty much the same thing.
Now when we shop for groceries, I try to have a (tentative) plan in place for everything.
I buy berries. We enjoy fresh berries for a few days, then I either freeze them, or make freezer jam (so easy and amazing!!). Continue reading
I knew this was going to happen. My son just turned one and I’ve started thinking about a third. My husband is set at a solid No, and I keep thinking baby thoughts.
It was a regular day at home with the kids. Gym, lunch, nap, water play outside. But for some reason, Z kept getting on my nerves! She wasn’t doing anything too out of the ordinary, but today, all of her “toddler” qualities were making me crazy. Continue reading