7/29/13

Childproofing: Necessary or Lazy Parenting?


I began childproofing my home before my son was born. I had heard so many horror stories about babies sticking their fingers in electrical sockets, pulling TV’s down on themselves and choking on shoe laces that I could not let that be my child’s fate. I plugged every socket, put latches on every cabinet, got a shoe rack for our shoes, cut the cords open on the mini blinds… I admit, I was borderline obnoxious, but I wanted to be safe not sorry. 

The whole time that I was obsessing over baby proofing, a girlfriend who was pregnant with number two told me most of what I was doing was completely unnecessary.  She said she didn’t believe in childproofing, and that she just taught her children boundaries. She insisted that childproofing was a cover-up for lazy parenting. I wanted to insist that she was an ass for saying that.  But she was on baby number two, maybe she knew something I didn't... 

7/24/13

It’s My Two Year Blogiversary! So, I'm giving out top secret tips and tricks for new bloggers.


YAY! It’s My Two Year Blogiversary! 

Now, raise your hand if you need therapy because of me... 

Two years ago today I published my very first post, "I Hate Being Pregnant-Rainbows and Unicorns My Ass!" on my first real blog, Tired Of Being Pregnant. (I say real, because over the years I have started blogs, but never did anything with them once the novelty of starting it wore off.) Now here I am today, two years and two blogs later… a full-time “Blogger.” (Dammit I hate that word!)



So I thought for my two year anniversary I would write a post about how the hell I got here, and then hand out some tips for beginner bloggers.  Besides, I have no doubt someone is thinking, If this bitch can do it, surely I can too…

7/22/13

Australian Parenting PSA banned. For being too real? You will want to see this.




In 2006, NAPCAN, Australia’s National Association for Prevention of Child Abuse and Neglect created a profound and thought provoking 90-second public service announcement (PSA) titled Children See, Children Do. The spot depicts children mimicking the behaviors of the adults they are following. While I admit this is a very dark PSA, and watching the children mimic some of the disturbing behaviors is difficult, the ad is brilliant. Absolutely. Brilliant.  

The video starts out innocent enough with a child mimicking an adult walking through a town square talking on a mobile phone, but then the behaviors copied gradually intensify to smoking, racism, animal neglect and even domestic violence....

7/19/13

Will this become the next big thing??

For Today's Post please check me out on the Huffington Post's Parents Page!


I wrote about a birthday party I recently went to where the parents donated all of the child's gifts to charity.  I LOVED IT!  What do you think?

Please check it out and if you comment I will reply to you there!

Without further ado, please check out it by Clicking Here! 

7/15/13

Feeding a Toddler… SUCKS! SUCKS! SUCKS!


Remember the days when I would brag about my wonderful baby who would eat anything I put in front of him?  Yeah, well… those days are gone. LONG GONE! Here are the days of throwing, smashing and swatting food away. You would think Oliver was aspiring to be the next member of the Blue Man Group the way he launches food out into the audience. (Me, FTD and Professor the cat) It SUCKS!

7/13/13

5 Essential Summer Safety Tips For The Whole Family

YAY!  It's finally here... Summer! The warm beautiful weather, outdoor activities and family fun are plentiful this time of year.  Unfortunately, so are the opportunities for sunburns, heat rashes, bug bites, water dangers and many more summer activity hazards.  Below are five important summer safety tips to help make your family's summertime more enjoyable.

Why yes, that is Oliver and Professor "The Bloody Cat" playing at the beach!

7/12/13

Thank you motherhood for teaching me my biggest life lesson so far...


So far Motherhood has taught me so much about myself and abilities (Helloooo a super human level of patience I never knew existed!), but by far the best thing I have learned is that...





My new outlook on life is all about priorities, and what really matters most...

My Family. 
Nothing in this world means more to me than my family.  
Everything else is secondary.

A Page From the Domestic Goddess Handbook.

According to the Urban Dictionary a Domestic Goddess is defined as:

1.  A female who excels at Baking, Cooking and Cleaning-Housework of all sorts. She loves to please and enjoys hearing compliments about her awesomeness around the house/kitchen. She may sew, knit, and have domestic hobbies that come out well. She doesn't have to have children to be considered a domestic goddess.  
2. Home all day and doing a great job of cooking, cleaning and child rearing.

Um... yeah so... I am not a domestic goddess.  I am slightly domestic yes, and most definitely a former Goddess before becoming a mother, but no freaking way can I be classified as a "A female who excels at baking, cooking, cleaning-housework of all sorts."  Hell, I am not even able to claim that I excel at one of those things.

7/11/13

Eepples Milk Charms- The new mother's timekeeper! Review & #Giveaway!


Have you ever come across a new baby product and thought, where the hell where you when my kid was a baby? Of course you have!   Well today’s product is that way for me.  In fact, I sent the owner and creator an email once my Milk Charms arrived saying just that!  These little wonders would have saved me a lot of time and guessing back in the days of my pumping and baby bottle use. I present Eepples Milk Charms, the new mother’s timekeeper…

 
  • Double sided dial: one side features the days of the week, the other time of day
  • Works with virtually any bottle
  • Made from food grade polypropylene and silicone, BPA and phthalate free materials
  • 100% recyclable and made with as much recycled material as the manufacturers can get their hands on!
  • Made in the USA in the San Francisco Bay Area
  • Dishwasher safe - top rack
  • UL tested
  • Patents pending
  • Works with formula too
  • Pack of 3 - features three attractive color combinations

Some of you will have to reminisce with me, while others will probably relate to this next story of the days of pumping and bottles. Don't worry it is not a crazy rant... OK maybe a little...

7/10/13

Dear Metabolism... We Need to Talk! (Not So Wordless Wednesday)


Dear Metabolism,


We need to talk.

First of all...


Second... This is not going to work any more...


Third...

As you know I have been talking trash about you to anyone who would listen. I mean, how could it not be your fault that I am still a chub-chub mess? I am 35, I don’t eat very much, I am still nursing the man-child and go for walks almost daily!  I am doing my part, so clearly you are not doing yours… or so I thought...

7/8/13

The invisible mom... are you to blame for her isolation?

The invisible mom... are you to blame for her isolation?
I just read an article on the Huffington Post called, The Invisible Mom, about a mother with a 10-year old son with Down Syndrome. This article is not about her son, or his disability, it is about the way adults treat her, and ultimately her son.  It broke my heart and opened my eyes to something I have been guilty of at times. Sadly, I did not realize just how painful my actions, or really lack there of could have been...

I was so moved that I want to share it with you in hopes that you too will learn about the isolation that a parent of a child with special needs endures, and more importantly, hopefully join me in being the change these parents and their children deserve-kindness and consideration.

To read Sue Robin's very real and touching article please click HERE.


No means, NO! Except to a toddler, then it means… Whatever, I can do what I want.

There is a growing problem going on in my house right now; Confusion over the meaning of the word no, and the number of times I use it in a row. Basically, the issue is, I say “No!” to Oliver, and most times he just kind of stares at me, clearly trying to decide what I am going to do if he does not listen.  Then nine times out of ten, I say “No!” ten more times before anything happens. I know what you are thinking, if “No!” means, “Stop that right now!” then why do I say it 10 times in a row? I will tell you why, because of these two reasons:

1.     “No!” to my sweet son really means, “What? YOU want ME to stop? Like right now? Make me!”
2.     And well... at times, my parenting style is lazy doormat. Meaning, I’d rather say, “no,” 10 times then get up off my lazy ass.

So you see... when you combine those two things, you get me saying “NO!” 10 times from the couch, while Oliver gives me his best, make me mommy, cheeky face look.  Yes, I am completely aware that this is bad parenting. But no worries, I have a plan!

7/5/13

20 Defining MOMents of Motherhood...

    Becoming a mother is no doubt one of the most amazing and most profound moments of a woman's life. But what about all of the other unforgettable MOMents of motherhood?  
    Like that MOMent when...

7/3/13

Wordless Wednesday- DIY for Dummies Vol. 2

It's back...
 by popular demand... 

DIY For Dummies Vol. 2 
Wordless Wednesday edition!

For those of you who do not know about the awesomeness going on here...

I am a DIY dummy through and through.  I burn myself with hot glue guns... I... basically am all thumbs when it comes to crafts.  Which really sucks!  I like to paint! I like to bedazzle stuff!  I like to get all Martha Stewart around the holidays... but unfortunately my fingers turn into thumbs at the sight of glue guns, paints, and popsicle sticks.  So, in an effort to be more crafty I have searched high and low for easy crafts that even I can pull off... preferably just by looking at the photo.

That's right, we are talking two or three step crafts that need little to no explanation! 

So Here goes... Wordless Wednesday- DIY for Dummies Vol. 2  (I will put a link to VOL 1 at the bottom of this post so you can check it out of you missed it)

7/1/13

After 35 years I have finally found the cure for my OCD...

I don't really joke about being OCD, because I truly am. I have been fighting the annoying illness for most of my life, but thanks to cognitive therapy I have had it pretty much under control for about 15 years now. Originally, my OCD rituals extended WAY beyond things like being neat and tidy and obsessive cleaning.  I didn't step on cracks, or much to my mothers annoyance, in Publix I could only step on the color square I started on- white or green- through the WHOLE store.  I also ironed my underwear, and could not sleep in a bed unless it was made, hospital corners and all! Basically, I had more issues than Time magazine.

Slowly but surely from the age of 12, with the help of therapy, I worked hard to recognize that my world would not explode if I stepped on a crack, or worse, things moved an inch from their assigned place on my dresser. Some of my issues I decided were OK, and carried them with me into my adult life; like making my bed everyday, even if it was right before I got in it, and keeping an obnoxiously organized sock drawer. Basically, I kept my neat freak tendencies as long at they did not completely rule my day, and let go of the unnecessary rituals; like checking for my keys 20 times before locking the door, and making sure the hangers in my closet were perfectly spaced before going to sleep.

So then, you must be wondering how I have managed to almost completely overcome an illness that I have been battling for most of my life?  One word... 


TODDLER.