Whatcha Doin’ in My Waters?

Here I am, breaking the silence after quite some time now. Man, has life been busy.

So, we never meant to stop posting on here, but as things have it, life got a little bit crazy for a while there and this blog had to get pushed way back on the priority list. It feels like things have been go, go, go for so long and I’m happy to say that it’s hopefully going to slow down for a second here soon.

What have we been busy with, you may ask? Well, for starters, I was doing summer classes and working, and Kayleigh was, well, being the rockstar that she is. She was taking care of Emmy, all day, every day for the most part, for the month and a half-ish that I was busy away from the house. She was also doing all the shopping and most of the cleaning and basically everything else that needed done. It’s safe to say that neither of us had much time on our hands at the end of the day to sit down and blog.

My hope is that we can get back to posting and giving you a glimpse into the things we’re up to in the coming week or two. I can’t promise that we’ll be posting as much (even three days a week gets rough when you’re a parent), but we will do what we can to keep writing and talking to you guys. Writing is important to me and Kayleigh really seemed to be getting into Mama Monday, so we’ll be around.

Keep up with us—we’re not half bad.

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We love you long time.

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The Every Parent Post

This post is your basic, every parents post about their kids because I think about this a lot. So here we go.

Every parent thinks that their kid is “the shit” or the cutest or the smartest, but what happens when your kid truly is totally beautiful or actually the most awesome or is the smartest of all the babies that you know? Is it wrong to believe that about your own kid because you’re totally biased? Do you tell that kid that they’re the smartest or the prettiest and build up some weird expectation for them where it messes with their entire lives and self-esteem someday? What do you/we do with those kids?

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I wonder this only because of my own (more than likely biased) views of Emerson. I truly do think she’s the cutest, most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen, as does Kayleigh, but is she really? Are we seeing her as more adorable than she is because we’re her parents? I’m sure because every parent thinks their baby is the cutest.

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Chaos

A typical morning is happening over at our place.

Emerson is running around, stealing the remote controls, changing all the settings on the TV. Shes over at the record player, turning the dials and blasting music to only be disappointed by the music being too loud (she understands turning the dial up but hasn’t completely grasped that the dial can also turn the music down).

She smacking the dog in the nose while Josh and I try to explain to her that she should be nice to him and give him a good-morning kiss, instead.
She’s chasing Tuffy around trying to grab onto his tail mysteriously whipping back and forth.

Josh is trying to get out the door while I try to decide what to make Emerson for breakfast this morning – my first challenge of every day.

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Obviously, Easter.

It’s crazy to think that Emerson is a year-and-five-months old in fifteen days. How is it already Easter? Time is flying, time is moving and spinning out of control, time goes faster when you’re an adult, and even faster when you have a baby. Ugh.

I remember last year’s Easter like it was yesterday, which it wasn’t, it was a year ago. Anyways, I remember getting Emmy in her little bunny ears, giving her a bundle of fake carrots, and taking pictures of her for the holiday that were really cute. I remember being kind of sad that we couldn’t do an Easter basket or an egg hunt or anything for her because she was still too young and blob-like to even be able to understand. I just remember thinking about how crazy it would be once she was big and old enough to do real Easter things.

Today is just under a year since last Easter, and let me tell you, so much has changed. Emmy is like a totally different baby now and I’m so excited! Today she will get—and love getting—her first real Easter basket. She will find eggs with stickers hidden inside (we don’t give her any candy and she loves stickers so…) and she will hopefully have a lot of fun doing so. I just can’t wait to see her have fun and see the joy in her eyes when she gets to do the fun stuff. Watching her grow up is so cool.

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A Challenge

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

Ferbering

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.

Sleepy Baby

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.

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Road Trippy

Today I’m going to talk to you about what it’s like to take a baby on a road trip/car trip/any kind of trip and things that you should remember.

First – you’re going to need yourself and your baby. If you’ve got that, you’re already partially there! Look at you go!

Golden Gate

Second – you’ll need some toys. Babies love toys; I don’t care who you are or who your baby is—I bet they love playing with toys! Kids need distractions when you’re on the road, so if you give them something to occupy their hands and mouths with, it can be a big help. It doesn’t take much, really… Emerson would most definitely be fine with something as simple as a water bottle for an extended period of time. The point is, just bring some damn toys, and a variation of them so that your kid doesn’t get bored too fast. Pack the whole darn toy chest if you need to, okay?

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