The Day I Became A Mom

First of all, I feel I should just put a quick disclaimer here...I tend to be overly honest. So I am highly likely to say something that was just a little too much information without even realizing that others might find it to be such. So now that you are prepared for that potential occurrence, let me tell you about what turned out to be one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.

A BBA, an MRS, and the Job of a Lifetime

I recently (this past December) graduated from college with a B.B.A. Many have asked me what I want to do with it. This is my apologetic, of sorts, about what I DON'T want to do with it. And what, one day, I DO want to. You see, I have noticed this trend in society that says that women have to be doing some kind of work to be considered worthwhile. They either have to be doing some kind of work, or have seven children and be 'unable' to, in which case they are shunned for having so many blessings (???). But I have to ask...why?

My Daughter the Lab Rat

I donated my baby to science. Yeah, you read that right. She was part of a program known as SIPPC (Self-Initiated Prone Progressive Crawler), where she was hooked up to an EEG (electroencephalogram) once a week and strapped to a scooter twice a week and observed as she attempted to learn to crawl. The first time they put the EEG hat on her head, she smiled, as if she knew she was contributing to a better world.  My little girl may have just helped change the future.

Mood Modification for Mommies

Photo Credit: Paul Townsend

I wrote in a previous post that I had been experiencing sleep deprivation with my now nine month old daughter. While things are back to "normal" (read: OUR normal) with typically 4 feedings between 9pm and 8am, I still wanted to explain a little bit about what had brought me to such a place of sheer desperation that I was willing to compromise one of my core beliefs to get what I wanted. But first, let me explain a little about that core belief and how it came to be.

Sleep Deprivation and the End of the World

I'm pretty sure I know what will be the cause of the end of the world....lack of sleep! I have some pretty morbid thoughts at 4am (usually the third but lately the 5th wakeup and feeding that my 8 month old demands of me) which are not very loving. So lack of sleep=lack of love=no compassion=anger=riots and violence=death=END OF THE WORLD. So you see, my mommy issues have just solved all the world problems. You're welcome.

Moms, You Are Not Alone

Motherhood is hard. It is by far one of the hardest things I have ever experienced, and I, somehow...only by the grace of God...survived foster care. Sometimes it's beautiful and wonderful. Sometimes it's exhausting and grueling. But mostly it's hard.

I made a mistake today.

5 Must-Haves for Every New Mom

When you are still pregnant with your first child, you really have no idea what you are in for or what to expect. That's where this post comes in. My little girl is almost 3 months old, and there are a few things (most of which I stumbled upon) that I have found to be absolutely essential to surviving the first few months. So, I'm going to save you a lot of time and crying (both you and the baby) and just tell you right off the bat so you can get it now. Or put it on your baby registry, as the case may be. Here we go!