Self-care is always essential, but as a new mom I am realizing even more how important it is. While taking care of my family is my number one priority, I’ve come to realize that I can’t take care of them if I don’t take care of myself. Here is a list of things to do when you are at your wits end. We all find ourselves about to lose it, especially those of us with small children! So if you find your sanity escaping, take a deep breath, and choose one of the below activities!
1. Go for a drive… Read more
Sometimes we have days where we get to take care of everyone else. But somedays we have days where we are the ones who everyone else has to take care of. I had one of those days this weekend. This called my attention to something I do regularly that is harming my self-worth.
It’s been a crazy snowy winter this year here in Idaho. I ran a few errands by myself, because my hubby was at work. I don’t know about you, but I’m proud when I leave the house by myself with the baby. (It’s a lot … Read more
There are a handful of experiences that shape our lives in a significant way. They are different for every individual, of course. One of the most powerful is having a child. Being a parent is amazing. It’s hard. It feels impossible at times. And of course, you will find that almost EVERYTHING has changed.
There is a human being that I grew within my body for 9 months (Let’s be real, it’s longer than 9 months, but I won’t get into that now), gave birth to, and now needs everything done for it. Literally everything. Everyone tells you that being … Read more
So you have children and you are going to work. Maybe by choice, maybe out of necessity? You have a kiddo (or kiddos?) so what do you do with them while you are at work? What on earth do you look for in a quality child care? When my hubby and I were trying to choose a daycare for our little man, we had no clue where to start. We didn’t know which questions to ask, or what to watch out for. We were flying blind. Here’s a list of our experiences with finding childcare, to hopefully make this less … Read more
It was just a regular morning, just like any other. Or so I thought. Oh, if I could only go back to the peacefulness of that morning, and if I could unsee the trauma of poop that I saw that morning. I heard the sounds of the baby cooing in his room, so I shuffled down the hall and picked out an outfit to change him into, and draped it over the side of the crib. I undressed the baby, and placed the old diaper in the diaper genie, noticing with my tired eyes that there was a … Read more