Sunday, October 26, 2014

Get it together, Mickey

I would honestly love to know how many times I've already eaten my words since Kevin & I became parents.
Actually, probably not.
Some of my most notable proclamations have been the following:

"My child WILL only eat healthy foods."

Bahahahaha. My child has an obsession with cheese & cookies. Legit, one of his first words has been "Cookie." 



Exhibit A.

Maybe its because I straight dominated a pack of Keebler Elf Double-stuffed Cookies every other day when I was pregnant.  
**Mental note for next time around, eat more carrots. Yep. Only snacking on veggies & nuts. And peanut butter, since its technically made from nuts. Nutella basically fits in that same category too, right?** 

"I refuse to let my child play with my iPhone."

Okay, I really did try hard with this one.  But lets face it:  an object that lights up all pretty, plays music, takes pictures, AND it allows you to see your Grandparents & cousins? 



Brooks clearly loves a good selfie. Ha.

I had an uphill & virtually impossible battle to win w/ it. 
I really do only let him have it to play with this super annoying  highly educational Fisher Price Alphabet app. 
Thank God, he hasn't realized that he can watch cartoons on it yet. <-- u=""> Yet
being the key word in that sentence. 

Speaking of cartoons...

" I wish Brooks would find a cute tv show he liked so I could get some work done."

Famous.
Last.
Words.

Ohhh, Brooks finally found a tv show he likes.  
Actually, I wouldn't say he just "likes" it. A more accurate description is that he is OBSESSED with it.

Enter: "MICKEY MOUSE CLUBHOUSE."



Enter: "Caroline & Kevin's personal hell."
Enter: "I want to punch Mickey's face in."

Yall, after watching 345875630340 episodes, I have sooooo much rage against this show.

For starters, why does Mickey never come prepared for any of his adventures?
I mean, instead of packing necessities for his shennanigans, he relies on his buddy, Toodles.



Toodles, who is clearly the only one at the Clubhouse with any damn sense, is expected to be at Mickeys beckon call AND cart around anything and everything for Mickey and his pals.
The worst part??
Poor Toodles doesn't even get to hang out with Mickey & his gang. Once he delivers the necessary tool to help Mickey out, he is then banished back into the scenery.
Mickey needs to get his head OUT of his tail, and start appreciating all that Toodles brings to the table. Without Toodles, there would be no adventures. 
OR, Wait....
Toodles just needs to grow a backbone & quit being Mickey's servant. Poor guy. 

Also, why is Donald sooooo flipping grumpy in every episode?



I mean, homeboy landed Daisy, who is seriously a catch. She's a super sassy dresser & is way less whiny than Minnie Mouse.
Donald, you should be counting your lucky stars that your posse continues to puts up with you, given your bad attitude. (Once again, Poor Toodles. They let Donald the Downer participate in every adventure, but not him. Awesome set of friends.)

Other than Pete, why does the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Crew think its cool to follow Mickey along on every adventure?  
Seriously. I really wish that one character would stand up to Mickey, and be like "Mickey, this adventure is a truly god-awful idea, and I'm not going. Peace out."
But noooooo. Instead, they follow the underprepared Mickey wherever he wants to go.
I guess the writers parents never taught them the whole "If all of your friends jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?" concept.
Once again, huge fail on Disney's part.

Another thing, why is Pete ALWAYS the villian? And furthermore, I think its a baddddd message to send to kids that the plump/husky character is the bad guy. 



Way to go, Disney. Lets have small children associate being plump with being bad/evil. 

Along with Toodles, I think Pete is the smartest character on the show. 
Not only does he march to the beat of his own drummer, he's one hell of an entrepreneur. 
He's always finding ways to make that cash money, and turn a profit from whatever ridiculous adventure Mickey puts himself in. Last I checked, Mickey is unemployed and continues to live rent free in his clubhouse. Talk about entitled. 
Pete is a straight hustler compared to Mickey Mouse. 

Once again, way to go, Disney. Awesome message to send to our children.  

And finally, the worst 2 parts......

1. I'm clearly entirely too invested in Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, seeing how I've had time to thoroughly dissect every character and plotline. This is what happens when you have 43 episodes recorded on your DVR. (Pleaseeeee God, let nothing happen to erase those bad boys)

2. Lord knows we'll probably have another 40+ episodes recorded before its all said and done. Brooks is obsessed with ole Mickey, so that show will continue to dominate our DVR until the next thing comes along (which lets hope is veeerrrry soon!).  It is truly amazing the things you will do to keep your child happy. 

So, all of you expectant parents out there, just be cautious about what you wish for/make proclamations about as it relates to kids or parenting. 
I can promise you that you'll wind up eating your words 90000 times, just like we have :)

Hope yall have a great week!!







Wednesday, September 24, 2014

The Never Ending Questions + Some Easy Recipes

For those of you who haven't had a child yet, be prepared for a vast amount of random (& somewhat intrusive) questions that occur LOOONNNGGG after you bring home that sweet bundle of joy. Like, my child is 15 months old, and I still get them from people all. of. the. time.

Here are some prime examples:

"Sooo, like, does he sleep through the night? Do you sleep?" 
Note, this question occurs 1234890382 times from the time they are born until...? Oh wait, I still get it on a regular basis. 
So, let me disprove the myth regarding getting no sleep being a 1st time parent:
  I actually get more sleep now than I ever have.  Brooks slept through the night at 6-7 weeks, and has slept great ever since. 
(Yes, we followed the Babywise schedule. I know people have differing opinions about Babywise, and it def. doesn't work for everyone, but it did work for us. 

"What can he do right now?"
Lets see... he's become fluent in French, earned his Black Belt in Karate, and dunk the basketball like Demarcus Cousins.  
Bahahahaha, yeah, right. 
 Ummm, honestly, its pretty anticlimactic until they hit around 6 months, so if people try to claim their child is some rockstar before then- Newsflash: they are LYING to you. After 6 months, the milestones come at you 90000 miles per hour.
And by milestones, I mean, crawling, saying their first words, walking, etc. 
Refer to the picture below to gauge their talent level at 15 months.




I mean, the child is clearly gifted, right? Just look at those mad crafting skills. 
Bahahahahaha. 

So, here's question that I have gotten repeatedly and I honestly didn't anticipate getting asked this at all...

"I bet you don't cook anymore, do you?"

Seriously, people ask me this all the time (along with how long it took me to get off the baby weight, but thats a post for another time), and I find the question so incredibly weird.
I'm unsure if people assume that when you have a child, you just have absolutely no time to do anything but tend to them, or what? Or maybe they think that you stop cooking normal food & replace it with baby/kid food?

 Those are the only things I can piece together, because otherwise, I'm not sure how being a new Mother & not cooking on a regular basis correlate?
Maybe I'm missing something :)

But to answer that question,

YES, I do still cook 4-5 nights per week. 

Honestly, I find it just as therapeutic as I always have. For me, working out & cooking are the two things that make me feel like I have some control in my life.
Now, I know not everyone feels that way, which is absolutely fine. I don't judge.
I'm a firm believer that people have to do what works for them.
*Side note: I will say that it has absolutely blown my mind when people get an attitude and/or get defensive about eating out, AFTER they ask me how often I cook for my family. 
Listen peaches, if you don't want to know the answer, then don't ask the question :)*

Believe you me, I'm not trying to be Martha Stewart over here. 
I just really like to eat :)



My happiness in this picture is a perfect example about why I will never be a size zero again, and why I have to work out on a super regular basis :) 

To break it down even more, I honestly just find solace in the kitchen.  I've said this before in another post, but I actually cook in complete silence.  No tv shows, no radio, no podcasts, etc.
I neeeeeed  that time to unwind every day after work.

Also, nothing delights me more than creating a fabulous meal to share with my little family of 3. 

So, if you do enjoy cooking, here are a few simple recipes that my family can't get enough of lately......

Kentucky Hot Brown




INGREDIENTS
-2 cups milk
-2-3 tablespoons of butter
-1/4 cup flour
-1/4 cup diced onion
-1/2 tsp. salt & pepper
-1/2 tsp. Worcestershire
-1/2 cup cheddar cheese
-1/4 cup parmesan cheese + Extra for topping
-Dash of Paprika
-Cayenne Pepper to taste
-2 Pieces of toasted Bread per plate
-3-4 pieces of sliced turkey per plate
-3-5 pieces of cooked bacon
-1 sliced tomato

INSTRUCTIONS
Cheese Sauce:
-In skillet, Melt butter on medium heat, whisk in 1/4 cup of flour.
-Quickly add in milk & continue to whisk & cook on medium heat until it becomes thick/bubbly.
-Add cheeses, onion, salt & pepper, worcestershire, & paprika.
-Whisk until mixed thoroughly. Keep warm on low.

-For each individual plate: Layer toasted bread, then turkey slices, then cheese sauce. Top with tomato, bacon pieces, parmesan, and paprika.

-BROIL on HIGH until cheese is bubbly--> Should take 3-6 mins.
-Serve on hot pads & enjoy :)



CHICKEN TORTILLA SOUP


INGREDIENTS
-1.5 lbs of cooked chicken, shredded
-2 tablespoons butter
-1 onion, chopped fine
-1 can rotel
-1 can of black beans
-1 can of mexican corn
-1 large box of Chicken Broth
-2-3 tablespoons of Taco Seasoning
-1 package of low-fat cream cheese
-(optional:Tortilla chips, sour cream, cheddar cheese)

INSTRUCTIONS
-Sautee onion in butter in large stock pot, until onion becomes clear in color
-Then mix in the rotel, black beans, corn, chicken broth.
-Add in taco seasoning.
-Stir in cream cheese.
-Serve when cream cheese is completely melted.
-Top with fav taco toppings, if desired :)


Both of those little numbers take less than 30 mins to prepare, and they are both delish!
  So if you work full time, like me, those types of meals are ideal on week nights :)
I'll be sure to share some more of our favs soon- I'd actually planned on putting some more in this post, but if I don't get my tail in gear,  my family won't have their dinner until 9pm tonight :)

Hope yall are having a great week!













Monday, September 15, 2014

Back in the Saddle

Guess who's back? 
.........

Back again :)
(Please say you just sang those 2 sentences in your head, Eminem-style. Nothing would delight me more.)

Yeah, soooo its only taken me well over a year to feel like I have enough time to blog again, but who's really counting? 
Between coping with the first year of parenthood, having numerous changes occur within my job that required a ton of learning, time, & attention, I constantly feel like I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off.  I kept thinking I'd come back to blogging as soon as life slowed down for a hot minute.  But, that has never seemed to happen. 
However, I realize something recently....

THIS IS MY NORMAL NOW


And I'm 110% okay with that because I am one #blessed girl.

I should probably throw a disclaimer out about how incredibly deceiving that picture is...
It looks like Kevin and I have it pretty together, right?
Uhhhh. We totally do! About 25% of the time.
The other 75% of the time, we have no idea what we're doing with little man and are just trying to keep our heads above water.
But we get through it together, utilizing equal parts humor and wine. 

 

(Yes, we did take a child-free vacation to Sonoma when Brooks was 8 months old. Don't judge me :) It was worth every penny to have uninterrupted adult time for 5 straight days. Some call it selfish to take vacations without your kids... I call it "a reclaim on your personal sanity.")



I couldn't ask for a better guy to be doing this whole parenting thing with. Seriously. He knows how to keep me calm (no easy task), and help me find the humor in these crazy situations when I have problems seeing it.

Sorry, I completely got off topic.

Let me reiterate... these first few pics are incredibly deceiving. 

Our life is more accurate depicted by the situations/pictures below... 


For example, what in the hell do you do when you find your child drinking out of the dog bowls and/our playing in them on a consistent basis? 


Ummmm. You have no choice, but to laugh after it occurs 12390523 times.
I'm sure people are gonna get all Judge Judy on me and question my child's hygiene, but I can guarantee those are the people that don't have kids.
Don't worry, your time is coming. Get all your parenting opinions out now while you don't have any bc I love hearing them. They're all so credible :) 

Heres another example of our normal.... 
What about when your child starts stealing food off of other kids' plates at school, while trying to make it look like hes just nonchalantly walking around the lunch tables?
(Nevermind the fact he's already dominated his own lunch & snack. #fatsyhead)

Devious much?
While its absolutely hilarious, I'm also kind of like... holy embarrassing. 
I mean, do I send even more food? Do I send something to help ensure that his little tail stays in his seat? If so, what on earth does that look like? Should I start to be concerned about how much he seems to genuinely enjoy food? 
This is seriously what my first thought was when I was told about his food stealing ways...


Yes, I was worried that if my 1 year old continues with his eating habits throughout his childhood that he might wind up with Diabetes.
Totally normal.

Welcome to parenting, yall. 
Worrying about insane things is also I something I now do on the reg. 

Okay, heres something else I have concerns about..... 


So, this looks super sweet, right? 
And it honestly really is.
However, homeboy is super obsessed with animals. 
Like, he gets more excited to see his dogs than me when he gets home from school.
And he also prefers to stalk other people's dogs when visiting friends' homes vs. playing with his friends' toys.
No joke, he also called our dogs, "Mommas" for a solid 2 months. 
Can't lie, that one kind of hurt. Thank God he grew out of that phase. 
Now he just constantly follows our dogs around, making barking & panting sounds. 
Hmmmm. New revelation. Maybe he is confused & thinks that he IS a dog?
That would explain the dog bowl fascination :)

I'm just gonna continue to tell myself that his love of animals means that he's gonna be a super compassionate guy and will make a great father some day. 
Whatever helps me sleep at night, right? :)

Speaking of sleep, that sounds rather fabulous right now. 
But before I go, just know that yall have a lot of solid parenting/marriage/life stories & astute observations headed your way.  I've got 15 months of pint-up writing to get out :) 
Consider yourself warned. 






Tuesday, September 3, 2013

New Momma Honesty at its Finest


I have a large confession to make....

When I was pregnant, one of the reasons I could not wait to have little man was I thought it would mean my life would get back to normal. 

I don't think I've ever been so wrong about anything in my whole life. And if you know me at all, it is extremely hard for me to admit when I'm wrong.  

While I absolutely adore my perfect little baby boy, I also have never felt so not normal. 

Before you start pushing antidepressants my way, I'm not talking about baby blues or post partum. I'm more talking about the fact that no one could ever prepare you for the wide array of new worries & completely raw emotions a baby brings to your life.



The expression "I love (fill in blank) so much, it hurts" might be the most accurate description of what it feels like to love a child. 

And it is absolutely terrifying. 

I used to think my Mom & Dad were complete psycho paths for worrying about me all the time. I need to slap my younger self because I bet I am 20 times worse.
I play the "what if" game in my head on an every hour basis. Like... What if he gets hurt at daycare? Or what if something happens to me while I'm driving to work?  Or what if he stops breathing in the middle of the night while I'm asleep? 
Get a grip, right?  Apparently this goes with the territory of being a parent.  Who knew you couldn't just turn that instinct on and off? 

And then, you know those parents who freak out when their child gets sick & you think they're completely nuts for overreacting about a virus or cold... 
Well, don't even get me started on what it felt like when he was sick with a fever for the first time. I may or may not have started crying because I knew he was so miserable. And you legit feel powerless because there is not a damn thing you can do except wait until the Tylenol kicks in. 


Clearly he was just as upset as I was over his random virus. ummm wait. Not so much :)


I also didn't understand the people that just wanted to stay home with their kids on a Friday or Saturday night. Like, just call a babysitter already & be social.  When I was pregnant, I thought I'd immediately jump right back into the social scene.  I wasn't gonna let a baby hold me down.

Ha. Like thats easy.

First of all, after working all week, I am literally dying to spend time with my sweet boy. The thought of leaving him again on my off time kills me. 

Second, it still scares the hell out of me to leave him with anyone except our parents. You might call it over protective, I call it peace of mind.

Third, when we do make it out, all I'm really thinking about is "I wonder if little man is okay. I wonder what he's doing..."  Going out & partying it up with our friends seems to have lost its luster, which I'm sure makes us totally uncool & huge losers, but whatevs. I'm 28, married, & have a newborn baby. I fit in at a bar like Miley Cyrus would fit in at a convent.

She frightens me.

Lastly, while we do take Brooks places with us, it's damn near impossible to successfully carry on great conversations while tending to him. Plus, we don't want to be "those parents"- certain places are absolutely inappropriate for babies/children to be at. Our friends have been absolutely amazing about us carting Brooks places with us, but I don't want him to wear out his welcome.  Or scare anyone out of having kids :) 
Right now, to be honest, staying in is just a bit easier.  Do I miss going out on the town? Yes, from time to time. However, the thought of waking up hungover with Brooks raring to go at 7am makes me want to jump off a cliff. 

However, to be even more honest, one of my favorite nights in the past month was when we had a "family date" with my girl Katie, her husband, & new little guy, Bennett.  We had an absolute blast watching our little men flail around with each other, while swapping new parent stories over cocktails.  And I mean, have you ever seen anything so adorable in your life?  Bennett is 3 weeks younger than Brooks, so Katie, Shane, Kev, & I had loads of hilarious tales to chat about.  (PS- Check out Katie's adorable blog. You'll love it. )

Brooks & Bennett. BFFs for life :)

I also thought I knew a little something about babies before I had one. Ha. 
I feel like I owe anyone I ever gave parenting advice to before I had little man a HUGE apology.
Let's be honest, is there ANYTHING more upsetting than when people (who do not have children yet) start giving you parenting advice? Or questioning your techniques?  Seriously, while I know some are trying to help, as harsh as it sounds, unless you've gone through it, its hard to put a lot of stock into your words of wisdom.


I borderline wish I could go back & kind of prepare myself for all of the wrong assumptions I was making.  Then again, we all know I wouldn't have listened :)


While I'm still adjusting to my new normal & feel out of my comfort zone a lot of the time, this guy's smile makes every day worth it.


That about does it for me.  I hope my insane honesty didn't scare you away just yet :)  I promise my next post will be waaayyyy more cheerful.  I just had a ton on my mind.

Regardless, I Hope everyone has a good week! 

Thursday, August 8, 2013

A Change of Pace

As you all probably noticed, I've kind of taken a blog break.  I figure if I'm on maternity leave from my job, I am also on maternity leave from my blog.  
However, with maternity leave winding down, I figure I better get my tail back to blogging too.

To start with what I've been doing, I think this pretty much sums it up....






I know all new parents say it, but I'm fairly convinced I have the best little guy on the planet.  And also, as cliche as it sounds, I dont think I was prepared for how obsessed I was going to be with him.
Soooooo as a result, you'll probably notice that my blog might have a bit of a shift.  

And, I'm gonna continue to write whatever ridiculous happenings that might occur.  Because lets face it- with me as a parent, yall know I'm gonna have some insane stories to share.  
Don't worry, I'm not going completely soft, because I don't plan to sensor much either. 

But I thought I would provide yall with fair warning that my blog might be include a baby picture or 2 (or eight, hell, you should see the camera roll on my phone. I look insane given how many pictures I take of him every day.)  from here on out.  
If you're not down with that, I totally understand because I would have rolled my eyes at people like me prior to having little man :)
Anywho, like I did in the first few weeks, I thought I'd include some parenting lessons I've learned during month 2.

1) The amount they charge for formula should be considered highway robbery.  Seriously, why can't it cost the same as a gallon of milk?  I'm convinced the Similac people & Enfamil people got together & decided to price gauge that stuff.

2) My child is EXACTLY like his father.  I'm not kidding.  If he has a good nap, a good meal, and a healthy diaper, he is one happy camper.  Weird how his father is the exact same.  


In addition to being his little clone, Brooks' mannerisms are identical to Kevins.  Its adorable, yet sometimes creepy because I know exactly what movements Brooks is gonna do next.

3) Babies have no modesty., especially as it relates to creating a healthy diaper.  Without getting too specific, you can hear his groaning from across a crowded room.  It is legitimately embarrassing.  Its like he must let the WHOLE damn world he's creating something terrible.  People should really warn you that babies pull those type of dramatics.  Wait, wonder if its must my child that pulls those stunts.

4) Video Monitors at night are beyond creepy.  This statement is especially true if you've seen paranormal activity or Blair Witch Project.  As soon as you turn out the lights, the display has a black & white/back lit type display. Every night, I scare myself to death because I'm petrified that someone/something is gonna pop up in the camera & take us all away.  I'm well aware I wound crazy, but when you're sleep deprived, you convince yourself that anything is possible :)

Anyway, I'm happy to be back & I hope yall stick with me during this crazy life change.
Thats all I've got for today, but I'll be sure to check back in soon.  

Get ready because I have a feeling this girl's life is fixing to be turned upside down when I go back to work.  And with him in daycare, I'm scared of my learning curve :) hahahaha.







Friday, June 21, 2013

Introducing Baby Brooks!




So, I'm just gonna cheat a bit and skip right over the labor portion of his birth story. We'll save that 15 hour glorious labor story  for another day. I'd rather not relive it quite yet (Dont be scared, Momma's to-be & future Moms, it's just a super long story that I'll save for when the time is right. It's not too horrendous, I promise!)



Instead, I present to you all, the happiest ending of all time-

Brooks Walker Gray










As you all can imagine, I am absolutely obsessed with this little guy!  Lets be honest though, with a face like that, how could you not be? Granted, I might be a tad biased :)  
However, I have learned a few things in my first few weeks as a Momma....

1) Homeboy goes through an INSANE amount of diapers in a day.  I thought people were exaggerating when they said you went through 10-12 diapers per day. Ummm, no.  That figure is SPOT.ON.  The amount of ummm matter this child produces is phenomenal.  
2) Inevitably, if I sit down to eat, he starts to cry.  The irony?  (Knock on wood) He is a super laid back baby so far.  I guess he wants me to lose my baby weight sooner rather than later, because he always interrupts my meals.
3) Golden Showers are part of the norm with little boys.  Along with daily or bi-daily baths.
**And that is the LAST time I will ever ever mention my child's bowel movements on this blog. You have my word. **
4) Breast milk stains certain fabrics.  I'd love to say that I'm cool with this because I am so happy my child is doing well with breast feeding, but ummm, I'm not. Boo. Hiss. And sorry for the TMI. 
5) Going on a solo trip to Target makes you feel like you're a child who has just gotten out of school for the summer.  I want to bust out a, "Let Freeeeeeddddoooommmm Riiiinnnngggggg" as soon as I back out of my driveway.
6) I want to show off my child to everyone & ANYONE who I come in contact with.  Ie: I may have mentioned that I just had a child to 3 different people today while I was at the mall.  And I was there for 20 mins.  
So, as a result of #6, I have made it a top priority to get out some birth announcements so EVERYONE can see this handsome little devil ASAP.  
When I was pregnant, I totally thought that I would just get some customized Birth Announcements printed up for him, and send out those bad boys immediately.
And then I had him, and had to get real with myself reaaaallllll quick.
My days now absolutely fly by, and my time is crazy limited and/or super scheduled.  
As a result, I figured I would have to settle for something not quite as cute or customized online, which totally bummed me out.

Then, as I was uploading his newborn pics to Shutterfly, I discovered Tiny Prints, and HOLY AMAZING. I AM OBSESSED.

They have every type of adorable Birth announcements, birthday invitations, & baptism stationary you could ever imagine, and you can totally customize it.

ummm, Check yes. 
I don't have to leave my house, can choose from a super cute design, and can upload all of his adorable newborn pics from my mac without having to leave my house?  Thank God Almighty.
 Tiny Prints is officially my savior.

Now my main issue lies in which one to pick, which I thought I would ask for yall's help in choosing which one we should pick.
SOOOOO..... here we go.
(FYI- I haven't put any of Brooks' pics in, so just imagine his presh lil face in these announcements)
OPTION #1- 
OPTION #2-

OPTION #3



OPTION #4



OPTION #5





Previously, I would have obsessed for hours over which one to choose from, but like, I said before, my "me" time has diminished at an exponential rate.  
So ALL of your all's thoughts regarding the birth announcement will be hugely beneficial to me!!!

Anyways, I think that about does it for me.  Let me know what yall think!  

And also, thank you so much for all of your sweet tweets, prayers before his delivery, and all around thoughtfulness during my pregnancy & after his arrival.
It has meant the absolute world to me.

Have a great Friday!



Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Maternity Leave = Productivity Level at an all time high

Like I mentioned in my last post, I am officially on maternity leave.....

What does that mean exactly, since I haven't given birth to this child yet?  

For most people, it would mean actually taking a break.  Like, sleeping in, catching up on various shows via netflix, taking a long afternoon nap, and leisurely hanging out with your husband at night.

 I'm not most people.

I can't sit still to save my life, so I have tried to make this maternity leave as productive as possible.
So far....

-I have cleaned out every closet in our house, which has resulted in an insane amount of trips to goodwill (legit, the people there know my name.  Still kind of undecided if this is a good thing or not? I'd love to say it looks like we're being generous, but lets be honest- that many trips kind of reiterates that we couldve been considered hoarders the past few years...)


-I cleaned every inch of woodwork in our home, including the kitchen cabinets.  Needless to say, Murphy Oil Soap & I have become best friends over the past few weeks.  I'm legit acting as though this child is going to give our house a white glove test & the outcome is gonna determine if he stays with us or not.  Totally plausible.



-Utilized our fabulous carpet cleaner to clean every inch of our carpet, whether it needed it or not.


-Have tried to naturally induce labor by walking/running 2-3 miles every day, eating spicy foods, doing weird yoga poses, & other unmentionable actions that I will spare you details on.  
**Main Takeaway--- NOTHING will work.  It is absolutely true- these children really do come when they are ready.  Beyond disappointing, right? Sigh, I know, especially when you're a crazy A-type personality like yours truly...**

Lies.  All of them.  Trust me, I've tried EVERYTHING.



-Completely cleaned out & reorganized our pantry.  Because doesn't everyone need to have their food categorized?  So. not. normal. 

-Have become a laundry fiend.  Hilarious, I know, seeing how laundry has always been my least favorite chore.  However, since I've been off work, I absolutely cannot stand to see any piles of laundry sitting around.  I think I've almost become OCD about it. 
**Side note: My husband might produce more laundry in a 3 day period that a 5 person family does in a week.  It is truly incredible.  How one person produces so much laundry is beyond me.  I'm starting to think he wears an outfit for an hour & then puts it in the dirty clothes.  On the bright side, he's totally prepared me to deal with a baby because I doubt our child will even produce this much laundry.**


Now, I would love to tell you this is that so-called "nesting" instinct that people talk about, but I actually just think I'm super bored.
Kevin obviously thinks that maternity leave (along with pregnancy, in general) is the best thing to ever happen to him & our home.  He even went so far as to tell me that he could start leaving me
"a list of tasks to complete every day," which would ultimately be help curb my boredom. 

Ha. What a sweetheart, right?

While I'm sure I'm going to regret not taking this time to relax, I think the organization & cleaning has actually been beyond therapeutic.  On the bright side, I am no longer having the crazy pregnancy dream that little man decides to pack a suitcase & leave because our house is not clean/big/organized enough for his liking, so that is a major win.

Wellll, that about does it for me.....With only a few days left before little man gets here, there is no telling what else I'll find to organize or clean before then :)

Hopefully the next time I post, I'll be introducing all of you all to Mr. Brooks!!!!
SOOOOO EXCITED- and as a warning, my blog might turn into a baby shrine for a bit because lord knows, if its anything how we are with our fur babies, I'll have a gazillion pictures ready & waiting to share with the world :)

Get ready!