I’m sorry I didn’t tell you there would be nights you’d cry yourself to sleep cuz all the mom guilt and sleep deprivation is just too much to handle sometimes. But yet you wake up the next morning and you try again because your kids love you no matter what you tell yourself.
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you how you may find yourself face down on the ground after losing a sleep training battle for the 3rd day in a row. I promise, they will sleep.
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you babies just don’t sleep sometimes and nothing about that has anything to do with how good of a mom you are. Nothing, you hear me?
I can’t believe the last one of these I wrote was 6 months ago on her first birthday. Our little Cha Cha has changed so much in just the last couple of months, it seems like that should be a year ago already. She went from just a baby-faced little thing, to a full on toddler with a mind of her own in what feels like the blink of an eye. Naturally we came up with a whole new crop of nicknames for her that seem to suit her just fine, such as: C-Rex (Grant’s personal fave), Charnado (my personal fave), Charmin Ultra, and Charley Davidson – just to name a few 😉 But without further ado, here’s our latest list of sentiments for our dear Charnado – happy half birthday little one 😍
1) I love all your facial expressions – you can go from a sweet smile, to a side-eye, to your infamous stink eye in less than 2.5 sec and it always has us in stitches 🤣
For the past several years, I couldn’t help but notice a mass movement around people wanting to raise kind kids. Who knows, maybe it was something that was always there, and I only noticed it because we’re in the thick of raising young children ourselves. But for what it’s worth – it’s given me new hope in humanity and what fellow mom and friend of mine, Stephanie Mooring, has dubbed as MomKind. In fact, she’s built an entire organization around the mission to “spread kindness in our community, one idea at a time.”
How is it that another year is gone, just like that? I mean, 2018 feels like it didn’t even happen. For some reason – what should feel like a year went by, really only feels like a solid 6 months max. It’s like I woke up one day after Christmas, like woah, 2019 is just around the corner. Maybe it’s because so much happened last year. And maybe that’s why this year I was excited to actually get my hiney up off the couch and ring in the new year right – like we used to, before kids 😉
This post is sponsored by Theraflu but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
We all know the drill. One kid gets sick, then one parent gets sick, then the other kid gets sick, aaaand the parent who thought they were in the clear – nope, sick as a dog. I’ve talked to so many mamas who’ve gone through this sick cycle (literally) year after year, and have just come to accept their fate. For some it’s the month of October (which was our family this year), and for others it’s January – but we all embark on the same “mama ritual” of loading up on all the meds in preparation for the sick days ahead. Well, this year our little Murray clan is “doing sick differently” with the help of Theraflu’s newest innovation: Theraflu PowerPods at Walmart! This “magic in a pod” as I like to call it, could not be any easier to use – just “Press. Sip. Relief.” In fact, it’s as if Theraflu came up with the idea of PowerPods specifically with parents in mind – they’re easy, effective and convenient. Now that’s a parent’s dream right there.
It’s pretty common for people to say they see their mom, dad, grandma, etc. when they look at their own child. But with our son Garrett – it goes way beyond just a physical resemblance (although he definitely favors our Sicilian side 😉). When I say I see my dad when I look at him – I mean, I see his soul. I see past those warm and compassionate dark brown eyes right into the soul of a man stuck inside of a little man I call my son. The soul of a man who was also an old soul, and who left us all too soon.
This post is sponsored by Red Baron but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
This Thanksgiving marks two years since we’ve been in our first house, aka our little fixer upper house baby 😊. Call me crazy, but I love hosting family for the holidays. Bring on the drama, food, and kids running all over tarnation – I love it. I really, truly love it. 😉 I think it all started when we lived in NYC. It was just the two of us and I was bound and determined to learn how to cook a real Thanksgiving meal – just like mama used to make. Fast forward, and I now have nearly a dozen Thanksgivings under my belt and still going strong. Except these days I’m catering more towards tiny humans with very particular taste buds, rather than cooking a gourmet meal for people who will actually take more than three bites of their food before declaring “I’m donnnnnne!!” So this “Mom Jean Confessions” is all about hosting for the holidays with kids, and surviving thanks to Red Baron pizza 😉
This post is sponsored by Sparkling ICE but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
Crazy to think the holidays are already upon us. I swear it was just Halloween, and now I feel like I’m gonna blink and Christmas is tomorrow. So before the panic of the holiday season takes over, I’m enjoying some down time with a couple mocktails I was inspired to create using my favorite Sparkling ICE flavors – Black Raspberry and Ginger Lime.
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Solo-Parenting. Safe to say it’s something you don’t include when you daydream about that perfect family, with the two kids you’ll have some day. But then again, there are a lot of things I left out – mounds of laundry, toys e-ver-y-where, screaming kids boycotting bedtime, etc. etc. You get the idea 😉 So when my hubs told me he’d be taking on essentially a second job that would allow me to keep working from home and growing my business, yet it would mean it would have him traveling more (correction, a whole heck-of-a-lot more), I told myself – I got this. I mean, c’mon, if anyone can parent around a crazy work schedule, I can. We used to live in LA and I worked full-time at a magazine while the hubs worked nights mostly, and just generally random hours. We made it through that, so we can make it through this. Prepare for rude awakening, where I forgot one very important detail. We had one kid, and not just any kid – the best, most well-behaved child ever. My mom was also a five minute drive down the road and pretty much our full-time nanny…Now enter Cha Cha. The easiest baby ever, but let’s just say she’s making up for it in toddlerhood. So now I’m not only juggling a kid who’s 5-going-on-40, but also a very strong-willed 1 year old who thinks “No” is code for “Smile at mom and do it anyway.” With all that said, we’re now coming to the end of our “solo-parenting saga,” and I felt like it was the perfect time to do some reflecting and also share some of my top three tips on how to survive if you find yourself in a similar situation. Read on and prepare to be enlightened 😉
To say I’ve had the Ghostbusters theme song stuck in my head for a solid month is not an exaggeration. I’ll also be so bold as to say that Garrett’s Ghostbusters bday party may not ever be topped. I can still remember the first time the hubs and I (total ’80s kids btw) showed Garrett the original Ghostbusters movie. We could literally see his mind being blown and ever since he’s been completely obsessed. So much so that we bought him the entire Playmobil Ghostbusters set with the firehouse, Ecto-1, and all the Ghostbusters. p.s. can I just tell you how stinkin’ adorable it is to hear a little boy voice pronounce “Eeegawn Spaaangler” and “Doctol Venkman” 😂 So when he asked for his party this year to be Ghostbusters themed, I knew we were gonna have some fun with it – and that’s what it’s all about right? 😁