I’m sure it must have been hard, being thrown into motherhood at such a young age. I can’t imagine the confusion and fear that must have collapsed down on you like the weight of 1000 boulders. Being a mother is hard enough, in fact the hardest thing I’ve ever done, without a doubt. I can’t imagine how hard it must have been, having to learn to do it at such a young age. Today I want you to know how much I love you, and thank you, for persevering through it all, and always doing the best you could for us. For making the hardest job at many times, look easy, even though now I know, it’s anything but.
I was stuck. A huge pile of laundry to do, with all my pants that fit trapped inside them. It was cold and rainy outside, strange for Southern California in May, so I was even more unprepared. I wanted to wear a pair of jeans so I could tuck them into my rain boots, and the only pair that would work were my Gap skinny jeans I hadn’t dare try on in months. The last time I did, at about 4 months postpartum, I felt defeated after I couldn’t even get them past my hips. But I had no other choice; with no time to do a load, and nothing else appropriate to wear, I took them off the hanger…
I’ve worked in some capacity almost the entire time I’ve been a mother. And with that work came some travel. When I left my old career and began blogging and writing part time last year, it allowed me to work from home, with very little travel. Ideal since we were having our third and final baby. However, as with many different professional fields, every now and then it becomes important to connect and network with your peers and I did just that this past weekend. I attended the Mom 2.0 Summit in South Orange County, and while I made the decision to come home every night after the conference instead of staying at the hotel, I still missed quite a lot with the kids, since I was gone for 12-15 hours each day. Here’s a peek at just a few of the things I missed out on, and how I deal with that internal gut pull that is often responsible for “mommy guilt”.
Our middle child is named Sydney. Not necessarily after the city in Australia, although he does consider himself quite famous knowing that an entire city shares the same name as he. While we named our son after an Uncle, it is neat to know that we could travel half way around the world and find a place with a name so familiar to us. It got me thinking about all the city inspired baby names, and so I searched to see just how many names have been inspired by cities, and it turns out there’s quite a lot. Here’s 40 of my favorite city inspired baby names I found.
Hayden’s teething has his drool in full effect, and he’s also now eating 3 solid meals a day, so needless to say, he’s a sopping mess by the end of the day! When he goes bibless, his clothes are soaking wet and usually covered with smashed peas or orange carrots. To cut down on clothing changes, and therefore laundry, he’s in a bib all day, even in between feedings. He gets them quite messy quite fast though so we’re in need of a few more bibs. Here are 5 Disney Baby sets that I’d love to get my hands on.