props to the moms, yo

Back when I was taking my prenatal yoga class, there was a core group of about 5 of us that were always there, others would come and go, but we were all due right around the same time. Well, now that we've all had our babies we still get together and hang out. 

It's been fun watching the other babies grow and listening to everyone's ideas and concerns. I'm much more of a listener in those kinds of situations and that's probably ok because most of the time I feel like I think about things that most other people don't.

But if there ever was a moment for me to speak up and be heard I would want to tell everyone that I think we are all doing a wonderful job.

So many of the moms are worried about this and afraid to do that and I just sit back and think "Well, I'd never really thought to be concerned about that" I think I walk away each week feeling even better about the choices I make and the way we are 'raising' this little man. Life's too short to be worried about what your doctor said versus what her doctor said.

Maybe I'm too lax. But I'd rather be accused of being too laid back than being too uptight any day. Anyway, my point is that no matter how we are all raising our babies, we are all raising our babies and that is good enough.

xo

paring down and zooming in

Super Duper Sale at Junk Envy

I'm clearing out everything. Junk Envy will remain until the junk is all gone and then it will be no more. I have much more fun finding really really really cool stuff and keeping it rather than finding really cool stuff and trying to sell it. I hope you can understand.

There's going to be more woobie joobie swip swappery but not yet. 

I'll keep you posted!

xo 

*grumble*

I'm a little grouchy today.

No particular reason just a general sense of blah.

I think I'll go bake something.

xo

one hell of a morning

timeline:

wake up

ray giggles for the second time (so cute)

hands still burning from cutting jalapenos last night

baby poops on bed

change diaper

put baby in play yard

sweep up all the dirt on the floor from the rain + dogs last night

momma realizes she hasn't had a shower in weeks

dogs run outside and bring wet dirt back into the house

feed dogs

kick dogs out

daddy leaves for fire academy class

momma thinks hmm.. shower with baby! we'll both be clean

wash the little armpits, wash the little bum

feed baby in shower

wrap baby in big fluffy towel

lay baby on bathroom floor with favorite toy

momma relaxes in the hot, hot water

smoke detectors go off

momma turns off the water, jumps out of shower with soap in her hair, runs across the house and flips the breaker (but smoke alarms are too smart for that - must remove batteries as well)

jump up on living room chair pop out battery #1

momma can barely reach alarm number 2 

jump up swat at battery compartment

battery flies out and hits me squarely in the middle of the forehead (ouch)

jump back in the shower

baby still happy

finish shower

dress baby

dress momma

put baby in swing

momma makes coffee and french toast

feed baby

momma eats breakfast

check email

post to blog

stare blankly at computer trying to think of what to write next

decide to end post and go buy more fabric dye

feed baby

xo

Jesus and I

I am absolutely in love with today's story:

"Loose guidelines for living: Part I

#3 Just think to yourself: "what would Jesus do?" & if you don't like the answer, try again with a slight variation: "what would Jesus do if he were in your shoes & had all those bills & he was used to all the perks of being an American, too? Would he do it any different?" & usually the answer is No. (magic religious 8 ball)

xo

depth of field

I think about making money a lot. 

More than I'd like to admit.

I find myself either spending time doing things or not doing things based on whether or not there's any profit involved. Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't be more successful if I followed my heart and did what I felt like doing regardless.

If only I could make money for all of the time I spend thinking about money.

The changing of the seasons always seems to bring about reflection and reevaluation. I like to take a personal inventory and do a little priority check. My big question lately is what am I meant to do? Other people just seem to know. 

Lately, I have no idea. 

I feel like I'm always going in a million directions, pulling and pushing this way and that. Giving up on this to accomplish that. I'm running four different etsy stores, selling things locally and somedays I wake up and I don't want to do any of it. I know why I do so many different things, so that I don't get bored, but maybe if I focused on just one or two things I might grow and evolve in whatever medium that might be. Then I could just let the others fade into the background. 

I guess the only thing I know right now is that I love being a mom. I look forward to going to bed just because it means that I get to wake up the next morning, see that little boy's killer smile and do it all over again. 

xo

small notes before sleep

I'd like to forever remember how good it feels when ray looks at me and smiles.

I'd like to try to be a little more positive when interacting with the general public.

I think I would like to finish reading a book.

I will try to pick up after myself in hopes of keeping a semi-clean house (I mean 5 dogs. come on, how clean can it really be?)

Lets all try to be a little more understanding and patient with one another. 

Most importantly, I vow to make dessert at least once a week.

xo