Archive for May 2015
If you’ve followed me for awhile, you know I have a craft blog.
I have to be completely honest and confess that I have the most difficult time keeping it up.
There are photos that need to be taken, then edited, then the blog posts need more care because of the photos that need to be added to them.
It takes a lot of time. Time I don’t really have to keep it going on a daily or weekly basis.
Plus it means I have to constantly be creating. That’s near impossible at this stage of my life.
It’s disappointing that I can’t get my act straight to keep up with it.
So I’ve been thinking of adding more crafting here. I could turn this into a “mommy/crafting” blog. It would be a temporary thing, until I can sanely pull them apart and keep two blogs successfully running at the same time.
What do you think? Would it cause you to not want to read my blog? Would you want to know more about my crafty side?
Let me know.
Earlier this month, I went on a play date. It was great. My girls had little ones their age to play and mingle with.
While I was sitting around with the other mommies with babies, it came to feeding time.
Mommies left and right of me starting busting out the boobies.
A little piece of me felt a little jealousy towards the breastfeeding moms.
I wish I could just bust out the boob. I wouldn’t have to carry around an extra bag with bottles, liners, water and formula.
Oh the convenience!!
It made me wish my body cooperated better. I did what I could, for both my girls, to try to produce more. My breasts just didn’t cooperate. I guess it happens to some women, me included.
When picturing motherhood, I always thought I’d be breastfeeding for at least 6months to a year. All my cousins were great producers of milk. I thought I would be too.
My daughters thrived on formula. K is growing leaps and bounds on formula. I have no complaints.
Seeing others so easily breastfeed does spark a bit of disappointment in myself and a little jealousy.
But, I know I’m doing the best for my children. And I’m definitely not the only mother that has gone through this and has had these same feelings.
When I was a working mom, it was easy to find the time to blog. I would sit at my computer when I had some down time and type away.
Now that I stay home, there really is no such thing as down time. Maybe if I can get both kids to nap at the same time , but that’s nearly impossible.
I could probably do it when the baby sleeps and then keep M occupied with something else, but the minute she sees my laptop open, she’s right by my side asking to go on sproutonline.com.
So, blog topics have been piling up as a to-do item in my planner…
I hate neglecting this blog.
So, how do I fix it?
I blog on my phone. Yes, as uncomfortable as this is, I am typing up a blog post on my phone. I’m using the WordPress app.
I’m probably going to end up with carpal tunnel syndrome as a result. But for now, this is working.
With the new month coming up, I’m challenging myself to make the time to blog more. It worked in February when I did the ABCs.
I did it then, I can do it now.
By the way, happy 5 months to my little K. Time is flying for us, little one. Enjoy the baby life. I want to savor every moment.
I’ve noticed that since I’ve officially become a stay at home mom, that I’ve been really exploring my artistic side.
I’ve spent most of my academic life and my career focused on the sciences. To balance out my brain, I would make some cards and recently started scrapbooking.
Now that I don’t have to worry about working, I’ve started to try to expand my artsy side. I’ve been playing with the paints that were left over from my daughter’s Christmas crafts. I’ve been playing with my watercolor palette to make more cards. I’ve also started a very rough and tumble version of ‘art journaling’ now that I am participating in the “listers gotta list” monthly challenge.
I have a Day Designer Today and To Do planner. I find myself doodling and using colors to put in my daily tasks and reminders.
I have an artistic side.
I’m finding it very therapeutic and fun to do after a long day of trying to keep two little girls safe and fed and alive. After a day of threenager tantrums and baby spit up, it’s nice to sit at my craft table and just create. It eases my mind and I feel refreshed..
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Today is K’s baptism.
By the end of the day, she will have completed her first Sacrament in the Catholic Church. She gets to wear the long white dress. She will smell like Chrism oil by the end of the day. We will have celebrated the big day with a little reception at a restaurant and will probably have some people come over the house at the end of it all.
By the end of the day, little K will be a part of the Catholic Church.
I’m hoping she won’t cry too hard when the water gets poured on her head.
Congratulations to little M on fulfilling the first of many Sacraments. We love you!
When my girls were born, I would often look at them and wonder…
What will they look like when they have hair?
What will they look like when they have teeth?
What will their voices sound like?
What will they look like when they are school aged?
What will they look like when they get to high school?
What kind of adults will they become?
Yes.. I wonder about their futures. I wonder about what kind of relationship my girls will have with each other. I wonder about what kind of clothing style they will have as they get older. I wonder about what kind of significant other they will have. I wonder about who they will settle with and if they will give me grandchildren. Then, I start to wonder about what kind of grandchildren I will have..
It goes on and on and on…
I’m excited for the future, but I’m loving the present so much. Time flies so fast so I’m making sure I will cherish every single moment I have with them now. Eventually, all my questions will be answered.
K turned four months last week.
Can you believe it? FOUR MONTHS!
It seems like only yesterday that she was a newborn. Now, she’s four months old.
I feel like four months is the turning point in the baby’s life. I felt it with M and I feel it with K.
At four months, it’s like they shed any ounce of “newborn” they had left in them and came out a full fledged baby.
At four months, the world is suddenly much more interesting. They both became very aware of their surroundings and both became very easily distracted by any noise or commotion that is within ear and eye shot.
At four months, they both became much more interactive. They both craved to hold conversations with whoever would engage them.
At four months, their cries changed from that signature newborn cry into their own individual baby cry.
At four months, they changed from happy newborns to happy babies. I love it!
It’s been a whirlwind of time since K was born and here we are at four months. K is turning from back to tummy and she LOVES trying to stand when we hold her. She’s started eating rice cereal twice a day and is drinking her formula like no one’s business. She smiles at almost anything and everything. She is curious. She is alert. She is nosy.
She LOVES her big sister and will often follow her with her eyes where ever M goes in the room. She thinks M is the ultimate source of entertainment and laughs at almost everything M does.
I loved when M turned four months old because it felt like such a big change in her life. I’m also loving K at four months old.
I can’t wait to see what time has in store for my girls as they continue to grow. Thanking God for all these wonderful blessings!