With babies, not all is peachy one-hundred percent of the time.
This may seem obvious but I think that even us parents forget it sometimes. You may go hours, days, or even weeks without your little one having any problems, but then that one extra hard day or that super rough night hits and you remember really quickly.
Emmy is suddenly sick. It’s not life-threatening or anything, but I guess we don’t really know what it is as the doctor that Kayleigh took her to yesterday didn’t test her for anything or give her anything to help her get better. I guess it’s better than them just writing her a prescription after barely looking at her, but they could have at least tested her for the flu or something, right?
You see, two nights ago, not long after we put Emerson down, Kayleigh and I were passing Emmy’s bedroom door when we began to hear strange noises… it almost sounded like… vomiting. I’ll bet that you’re clever enough to figure out what was going on. We rushed into the room and found our tiny baby holding herself up with her tiny arms over a puddle of puke and attempting to catch her breath.
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I get to do this weekend, something that I haven’t done in a long, long time. Spend a couple long days with my tiny baby and I’m looking forward to it!
We were together today from around 4:30-on and we had a pretty good night. Granted, Emmy goes to bed at eight, but what can ya do. We had a good few solid hours together and it was cool.
I used to be with her three days a week from like 7:30 am until nearly 10 pm. It was a good time and I loved spending all that time with her, just father and daughter, straight chillin’. But she was a blob then and pretty incapable of getting into things and hurting herself severely. That’s not the case now, though!
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This is truly one of the hardest things about parenting and life in general that really sucks. It’s just a struggle of life and it gets much harder once you have a baby, I swear. I’m talking about keeping up, with your kids, with your work, with, well, everything.
It’s been so hard lately to keep up with everything going on in our lives (and we’re not even that busy) but we’re trying! Do you ever feel so tired that texting somebody back sounds painful, almost like a chore? Or like having to get out of the house and face the world is a death sentence when all you want is some sleep and a day off?
Keeping up with the blog is one of the harder things on my list of hard things to keep up with, and I think it’s because this is my choice. I have to do the things that I have to do (funny, huh?) but I don’t have to do the things that I WANT to do if I’m too tired to. If it’s not required then I can just cut it out for the day, right? Man, I’m working on not letting myself fall into that snake pit! I know that as soon as I start choosing to sleep over writing or Netflix before writing, I’m done for!
Being able to keep up with Emmy has been pretty darn hard for me lately and I know Kayleigh is even more tired than I am but she’s putting her all into being the best mama she can be for Emerson. She’s a superb stay-at-home mom who is really taking on a lot by staying home with Emmy every day but she’s doing it like a trooper. Don’t get me wrong, Emmy is awesome. But if you’ve ever met her, you’ll know how exhausting she is! She’s the sweetest thing but she’s also a little monster! Kayleigh is taking that little monster head-on and still finding time to get everything else done that needs to be done in our lives while I’m working and going to school. She’s doing this all while coffee-deprived and sleep-deficient and she totally rocks it. She’s got it way harder than me and I just want to give it to the stay-at-home moms out there because you all are some tough mothaf*****s. Uh-huh.
Keeping up with life and with family and with everything else you’ve got going on is important for you mentally and psychologically. Trust me, as a parent, if I weren’t to keep up with everything I’m doing and somehow got behind and had to add more stress and exhaustion into my life… I’d probably need institutionalized.
With that, I must get on with my day! I hope you’re all doing well and keeping up in your own lives. Juggling gets easier the more you practice.
Alright, alright, now I understand that it may be weird to have an entire post about coffee—or maybe not at all… I don’t know. What I do know is that without the magic substance, I might not be here today, you know, because I have a kid.
Now I know that there are those out there that don’t have a taste for coffee and those that seem to be anti-coffee, for some strange reason. I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong! Coffee is one of the greater things in life and if you don’t like it… you must be sick.
My friendship with Joe (Joe because it’s so funny and witty to call coffee Joe) began at age 23, shortly after I stopped drinking alcohol. I had never had much of a taste for coffee until I dropped one habit and picked up another. I know it sounds like it was just a replacement—and hell, maybe that’s what it is—but it feels like a lot more than that. Joe helps me focus and get the shit done that needs done and helps keep me from falling asleep at my desk at work after we have a rough night with Emmy. And that has happened, more than once—I’m just sayin’—moffuga gets tired bein’ a dad and all, haha.
Coffee has become my crutch—but in a good way; it helps support me in a non-deadly way such as alcohol was providing me. It’s actually pretty healthy for me, according to some studies, and that makes it even better. There really is nothing like a nice, black cup of coffee when you’re fighting to stay conscious or even when you’re just trying to relax, thus why it had to be written about more than just in an in-passing way. So there you have it—my little friendship story with coffee.
I love you, boo.
Do you ever work out? I’m sure you do. As most people do.
Josh and I are so not those people. Which is strange since both of the women that raised us are hardcore work-outters who love to be healthy and fit.
Recently I’ve been trying to work out every day during the week while Emerson takes her afternoon nap.
These aren’t long work out sessions, by any means. I also have no equipment, weights or otherwise. Meaning these also are not super difficult workouts.
I find them online, usually on YouTube and I do try to spend 10-20 minutes focusing on myself even though I honestly hate working out and I honestly don’t see the point when I generally am in pretty good shape thanks to my good genes (thanks, mama).
Still, I’m trying to take on some new challenges to help myself and my days.
Being a stay at home mom is the most draining job I think there might be on Earth and I think it’s important I try to focus on myself for those 10-20 minutes a day.
When I was working, life was so much easier and I felt much more balanced and much happier. Now things are difficult and far from easy and there are no once-in-a-while pick me ups… Like the Jamba Juice I used to walk across NW Portland from work to the mall to get on my breaks.
What challenges are you giving yourself and facing lately?
I know I need more challenges and I’m thinking of starting a list. They say it takes only a few weeks to form a new habit… Leave a comment with your suggestions!
Xoxo, Mama Kay
Want to hear about one of the coolest things in the world? Okay, I’m probably exaggerating just a bit, but it is pretty darn cool, and for a parent, it’s a been a pretty big lifesaver. What I’m talking about is sleep-training, and while it wasn’t easy, now that we’ve done it, it’s pretty great.
So, for a long time, we had issues getting Emmy to sleep—like, it was a big pain in the butt and we knew that something had to change. We would spend anywhere from ten minutes to an hour and a half trying to get the girl to go down without having a bit of a freakout and we didn’t really know what we were going to do.
Early on, I got into the habit of patting her back to get her to relax and sleep and once that habit was established, it was all but impossible to get her to go down unless she was being touched. It became a big nuisance having to carry her around for forever every night, patting and patting her back, then laying her down and continuing to pat until she was out. Then we would have to creep out of her room, and if she woke up at all, go back and pat her until she was safely asleep yet again. This became the nightly thing and it would take extended periods of time and it started to wear on us, beeeeeg time.
Today I’m going to talk a little about those times when you’re super frustrated as a parent, the times where you just want to rip your hair out. I’m talking about the times where you have irrational thoughts like, “Why did I choose to have a kid?” or, “I wish I could put this little monster back.” These times usually come at night, either when you’re trying to get the little demon down to sleep or in the actual middle of the night when they wake up needing something from you. At times they come during the day though, too. Nap times can be just as challenging as bedtime.
I, myself, have had many of these moments and I have thought some things that I’m not proud of, but I have also learned—and it’s taken a lot of time to do so—how to calm myself down and how to actually try and enjoy those moments. If you remember that it is, in fact, your baby that you’re dealing with, it makes things a little bit easier. I then try to breathe slowly and remember the undeniable fact that I’m not going to have those moments forever. Not only will Emmy’s sleeping get better—and worse, at times—in the future, but one day she will leave the safety of my house and I won’t know where she’s sleeping or if there’s anyone there to take care of her.