When I found out I was pregnant with my oldest son, I remember thinking it was certainly a girl. Someone I could play Barbies with and have tea parties with. Braid and curl her hair and put her in frilly dresses. I basically pictured myself reliving my childhood but as a 20 something-year-old woman.
When my Doctor told me I was having a boy (and there was no doubt about it), I didn’t really know what to think. How would I do playing TMNT and Superheros? Would all the fart and booger talks gross me out or would they even include me? Fast forward to my gender ultrasound of my second child and I remember thinking, “PLEASE GOD, let this be a boy. Boys are what I know and what I’m comfortable with at this point!”. And then he said “Another BOY!”. I was so excited to now have 2 boys to love. I am a proud BoyMom! Read more
Ever wonder why you get voicemail 95% of the time when you call me or any other mom, for that matter, with young children? Allow me to enlighten you. Yes, I’m a stay at home mom, therefore, I’m probably just sitting around waiting for phone calls right? Wrong! There is so much more to my day, I promise! Read more
Mom… sick? No, you must be mistaken. Think back to your childhood when you got sick and you were told to “stay in bed” and “get some rest”. Doesn’t that sound glorious now? I remember thinking what a boring nightmare this is to stay in bed and not play with my friends. Meanwhile, my mom is waiting on me hand and foot with yummy warm soup and ginger ale. Read more
When you become a parent, you dedicate your entire life to caring for another life. Quickly, you learn the importance of putting others needs before your own. You happily give them all of your time, your space, your love, and sometimes your food (when they get a bit older), amongst many other things. You knew going into this that you would be dedicating your whole self to this little life you are bringing into the world. While that is an admirable attitude, let’s face it, we all need some “me time”. Without it, we ultimately just end up running ourselves into the ground. Read more
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Every time I’m introduced to another Boy Mom I always smile and nod my head as if to say “Say no more, I get it.” Then there are usually a few moments of silence where we exchange thoughts in our head like, “I haven’t sat down on a pee covered toilet seat today! Hey, you neither? WINNING!”. Boy moms are kindred spirits. We are all dealing with the same grossness, hunger, and dirt that the next one is dealing with or has dealt with at some point, but don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I was handcrafted by God to be a Boy Mom and I wear the label proudly! Read more