This post is sponsored by Andy Pandy. As always all opinions are my own. Raise your hand if you’ve ever had to deal with an unfortunate case of diaper rash? Awful stuff right? If your kiddo is anything like my Margs, diaper rashes just seem to pop up out of nowhere and they cause a ton of discomfort and fussiness. In the early weeks and months when she was just a wee infant we struggled with redness and chaffing and other uncomfortable diaper rash related issues. We were totally new to the whole parenting thing and despite thinking we were on top of her diaper changes we somehow were clearly missing the boat because no matter how well we cleaned her, how much diaper cream we applied and which diaper brand we used baby girl seemed to be constantly dealing with irritation on some level. And, as most of you…

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One Sunday morning during Margsy’s  weekly swimming lesson a fellow swim mom (is that even a thing?) stopped to tell me how cute she thought my daughters bathing suit was and to find out where I bought it because she’d like to purchase a similar one for her kiddo. Now, I’m pretty open about my frugal lifestyle choices and will gladly tell you that x, y or z is used with great pride but that doesn’t mean that I don’t feel judgement from time to time.  You see the judgement I often face is not necessarily about our choice to live this way but more about the perception or maybe assumption that by living frugally we’re somehow parenting our kiddo incorrectly or depriving her in some way. I was met with a little- okay a lot – of judgement that day and to be frank, it sucked. It didn’t suck…

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When I was pregnant with Margsy I abruptly stopped working. I had no choice really because I knew that the moment I hit 12 weeks I’d get my cerclage and then be put on long-term home bed rest. This was the plan. We knew about it and I had zero reservations about it. When she was born Mer and I discussed how we wanted to manage her childcare. We both felt comfortable with me staying at home full-time because I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her and childcare can get extremely expensive. In some respects I think we naively assumed that raising a kid was easier than it’s turned out to be. I’m not saying it’s unbearably hard but as Margsy ages we’re realizing that our current lifestyle (single child, one and done family) isn’t necessarily ideal when it comes to her social development and general…

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This little girl turned 18 months old! She’s walking, running, spinning in circles and trying to talk up a storm. I say trying to because although she says quite a few words most of her “talk” is still baby babble. She’s gotten to the point where her babble is continuous and she babbles right to me assuming I understand! Here’s a recap of what our life looks like right now. I wrote a similar post a couple of months ago when Margsy was 15 months old and after rereading before writing this one I was floored at how much has changed in only a few short months! 6:00 am – My alarm goes off and I head downstairs to start practicing my morning routine. The first thing I do is pop on a pot of coffee and do some reflection and meditation before I start my day. I’ve taken to…

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This is a sponsored post courtesy of Exceptional Life Institute. All opinions are my own. Wellness and self-improvement have really been my focus since Margsy was born. As soon as we got the opportunity to meet our precious miracle I became focused on my own wellness, happiness and over all well being because I want my little girl to grow up in a peaceful and safe home environment where her mamma is centered, happy and engaged. I’m pretty open about my struggles with anxiety here on the blog and so, when Exceptional Life Institute offered up the chance to review Universe 101: Learn, Grow, Evolve by Monica Ortiz I jumped on the opportunity because after reading a brief synopsis of her book I knew that it would be something I’d absolutely love. My anxiety has always been “there” but during my pregnancy with Margs it really took on a different…

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One of my biggest parenting goals is to teach my little girl that it’s okay to fail. Clearly, I don’t want to see her fail but I know that fostering resiliency and the ability to pick herself right back up are invaluable lessons on her journey to adulthood. To do this though, it means I need to be real with my kid. I need to fess up when I make a mistake and show her what it means to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and keep on keeping on ya know? This post was inspired by a lengthy exchange I had with a fellow pool mum. One Sunday morning at roughly quarter to 9 I hauled myself slowly up to the observation deck dressed in beat up sweat pants, yawning and with a strong coffee in hand. I may have slept in those sweats the night before – I…

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I see you momma. I see you dreading Mother’s day. I see you feeling anxiety about how the day will treat you. I see the apprehension, the fear, the guilt, the sadness that comes from a day that most mums celebrate and enjoy. I was you momma and on this Mother’s day I’ll think of you often and remember your little ones that were taken far too soon. It’s all those little things that make this day unbearable right? Like heading out for breakfast and being asked if you’re a mum? Or, heading to church where all the mums are recognized and asked to stand. I’ve been there and I know the gut wrenching dread that comes from these experiences. My heart breaks for you momma because I know all too well how hard this day can be. Be kind to yourself momma. You’ve experienced an unbelievably heart breaking loss…

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