I know you two are excited to meet your baby brother, but this will bring on many new things. Mommy will be needing your help, and the biggest help you can give Mommy is patience.
Mommy is going to be up at all hours of the night feeding and changing your baby brother’s diapers. She’ll be tired and possibly forgetful. Baby brother is going to demand most of her time. Mommy will be in pain and healing after having baby brother. Mommy may not always be able to play with you, and this saddens me.
Continue reading To My Two Older Boys: Patience Is Going To Get Us Through This
This is to my sweet, little growing baby boy still snuggled inside my womb. Mommy already loves you. And Mommy can’t wait to meet you.
But I also have mixed feelings considering your arrival. Although the thought of finally having you in my arms brings me great joy, it also saddens me. I’m being selfish. I want to keep you all to myself. I want you to stay with me. We have our little bond together.
Continue reading To My Unborn Child
When Considering adding a baby to your family, whether it be your first or third (like me), a few conditions come to mind about the changes needed to be made to include the new bundle of joy. The basics would be the cost, changes in routine, how much your sanity can handle, and another one being .. space.
Some families already have the space in their current home. Some families can afford upgrading to a bigger home. Or there’s families, such as mine, that live in a home perfect for their current sized family but either can’t move into a bigger home yet or don’t want to for various reasons.
Continue reading Making Room For Baby In A Small Apartment
You read that title right. I am not one of those moms who seem to be able to do every single thing imaginable all at once while keeping her family AND herself together. Okay, maybe that’s throwing too much into one pot, but the point is I don’t see myself being like many of my friends who do have umpteen things and come on top of it all like a boss.
But when I least expect it, I am told I’m a supermom, too. And I can’t help but internally ask, why? Is it because my kids aren’t starving and have meat on their bones? That my youngest son has a clean diaper on? Or that my oldest son knows his numbers, shapes, letters and colors?
Continue reading I Am Not A Supermom
Alright, I don’t have a specific day of the week that I do laundry. It’s usually when I see that I have nothing to wear and the hamper is ridiculously full that I’ll decide to wash clothes. It doesn’t make it any easier when the machine in my building is coin operated. We don’t always have 12 quarters on hand for one full load. Continue reading Laundry Day