This post is sponsored by Gerber®, but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
If you read my last post, you might have gathered we’ve been at the doctor’s office quite a bit lately. Poor lil Cha Cha was sick so many times I had to keep moving her 9 month appointment. It’s pretty bad when you’re on a first-name basis with the ladies at the front desk, and they all rejoice when you actually come in for a “well” visit. Let’s just say, the end of the school year aka “germ central station,” couldn’t come fast enough – if only for the pure fact that my kiddos (and the hubs and I) can now enjoy the next three months of summer sick-free.
Well, I had every intention of doing one of these posts when Charlotte turned 9 months old – but wowzas, the last month has been a doozy. Poor Cha Cha was practically sick the entire 9th month of her life – a terrible UTI that had us in and out of the Ped’s office 20 billion times, a crazy virus that had Charlotte’s fever spiking to 104 in the night, and made its rounds to each of us which was super fun. She also started to crawl which was exciting…until it wasn’t. This girl is into e-ver-y-thinggggg. I honestly don’t think I baby proofed one thing (ok, maybe the stove/oven) with Garrett, but with Charlotte – let’s just say, I “Amazon Primed” toilet lid clamps after a certain someone decided it would be fun to go splashing in the half bathroom when mommy wasn’t looking (gross).
This post is sponsored by Refresh Your Car®! but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
I’ve got a mom car. There, I said it. After my first was born there was a period of denial, but once that second baby came – bam, it hit me. Yup, total mom car. And you know how I know? My four year old started saying things like “Mama, your car kinda smells like trash.” Followed by my hub’s disapproving glances and likening the stench to black licorice. Greeeaaaat. Or it could’ve been when my favorite purse, “car lipstick,” and sunglasses got outnumbered by a giant diaper bag, hot wheels, and teethers. It all happened so fast, like a Texas tornado, and there was no time for mourning – only acceptance, and ultimately pride. That’s right, I’m dang proud of that mom car of mine and I’m not afraid to say it. So raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by your kids, husband, or worse – another mom (you like that Mean Girls reference ;). I see you mama, and I’m here to show you 5 ways to “own” that mom car of yours. Cuz ain’t nobody got time for a car wash.
This post is sponsored by Evivo, but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
By now you’ve probably seen the Luvs diapers commercial showing the first-time mom totally over-reacting and sanitizing everything, and then the second-time mom hands her kid off to the dirty mechanic. Yep, that pretty much sums up the neurotic things that go through your mind as a first-time mom. No matter how many times or how many moms tell you not to worry about said things, nothing can control the overactive mind of a woman who’s just given birth to a tiny human. Not even my well-intentioned husband who I trust more than my own self half the time, can curb the nonsense that came out of my mouth after our first was born. Let’s take a quiz shall we? And be honest, how many of these twelve are you guilty of?
p.s. Don’t worry, a 12 out of 12 just means you’re just as nuts as the rest of us 😉
Before I was a mom, Mother’s Day just always seemed like that silly holiday that reminded you to buy your mom a nice card, maybe a little gift, and take her out to dinner to thank her for being your mom. Then, once I became a mom, I suddenly felt like all those Mother’s Days I’d shared with my own mom seemed so trite. Like all the well-meaning Hallmark cards in the world couldn’t possibly reflect the amount of gratitude she deserved for raising three kids all those years. And now that I’m a mom of two, I’ve finally figured it out. Mother’s Day isn’t just that holiday that falls on the second Sunday of May every year. The “real” Mother’s Day happens 24/7, 365 days a year. I get that now, and because I’m coming off one particularly challenging week leading up to Mother’s Day – allow me to enlighten you…
This post is sponsored by Happy Family Yogurt but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
There are few things I love more in life than spending Sundays with my family. It’s the one day of the week I know I can look forward to the hubs being home. He works an erratic schedule most days, but we can always count on at least having Sundays at home together. Our favorite thing to do is sit and eat a big breakfast in our sunny dining room, where Grant loves to serve up his famous blueberry and cinnamon pancakes.
This post is sponsored by Pepperidge Farm but the content and opinions expressed here are my own.
We’ve all been there. You just finished putting together a plate of 52 different snacks, and it never fails – two minutes later you hear, “Mommy, I want another snaaaaaack.” If you’re one of the lucky ones, you’ll even get a “pleaaaassseee” thrown in there. But either way, I’m convinced there’s not a hungrier person on earth than a kid who’s just been told they can’t have another snack. I mean seriously, cue the overly dramatized “NBA basketball player” flop. Every. Single. Time. Because I know you know what I’m talking about, mamas – I’ve decided to have a little fun with this dilemma of ours and I’ve partnered up with Goldfish crackers to create a fail-safe plan to tackle even the pickiest of snackers. I’m calling this particular war plan “How to Win the Snack War with These 5 Types of Snackers.” Here goes:
1) The “Purist” Snacker
You may not have one of these, so allow me to elaborate. This snacker wants one snack, and one snack only. Once said snacker has finished one snack, then and only then is it acceptable to introduce another one. I know this because I tried making one of those cute little “baggie o’ snacks” that I saw a mommy friend of mine make for her daughters for them to enjoy on the way from school to gymnastics. Sounds harmless enough, right? Wrong. I dared to try my hand at making one of those “poisonous snack mixes” for my son and he all but threw it back at me. Not really, but he totally turned his nose up at it, and this is how I knew I had a “snacking purist” on my hands. Now I don’t mess around, cuz I know a Goldfish crackers multipack bag is all he wants. And honestly, it saves me a lot of time anyway when I’m just lucky if I manage to get out the door with my 8 month old in time to make it for pick-up.
Before I had kids, I always knew I wanted to have lots of them – kids of my own, adopted kids, heck, even fostered kids – I wanted them all. Fast forward twenty-some years and I realized “adulting” wasn’t as easy as I thought it was gonna be. Funny how much things change, even when you’re so sure of yourself and your future. The same can be said about the way we think we know everything there is to know about having kids. In fact, I remember hearing years ago about cord blood banking and stem cell research – and thinking that it was only for people who had a first child with leukemia, but had a second so they could use their cord blood to treat their sibling. While this is still very true, I’m learning as a parent of two now that there are so many more new advancements in science and more research using cord blood than I could have imagined. So here are my top three reasons why it’s cool to be a mom in this day and age:
1) Sibling love is adorable
Unless you’re an only child, chances are you grew up with a sibling either in your shadow or vice versa. I for one, had two older brothers that I royally annoyed every chance I could get, and yet they still loved me for it. I see the same dynamic already with Garrett and Charlotte – he absolutely, and for the most part unconditionally, adores her. In fact, when people ask him if he shares his toys with her, he tells them that he’s given her all of his old baby toys, which is true, and he’ll literally spend hours just playing with her on the floor in her room (you can see proof of their sibling love I captured below 🙂 To tell the truth, I was so against having a third because I was one of three and fully believe in the “middle child syndrome.” But if these two keep up this sweetness, they’re gonna have mama rethinking things…
This post contains affiliate links, which means I receive a commission if you make a purchase using the links in this post. I received a complimentary product in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are 100% my own.
If you follow me on Instagram, then you’ve already had a sneak peek into what the last week and half has been like for our little Murray clan (oh, and for the foreseeable future I’ll be referring to my family as “The Murray Clan” – not because we’re part Scottish, but because that’s what happens when you binge watch Outlander for the first months of a child’s life). So long story short, my mom (who stays with us and helps me with the kiddos a couple times a week), ended up going to my oldest brother’s in NC to help out with his little one the week after Easter. I kid you not. It never fails. Anytime she’s gone, Grant gets told he has to travel for work. The first time it happened actually spawned my very first ever “Mom Jean Confessions” post where I so lovingly referred to myself as a Momaholic. But you wanna know the even more ironic part – it was literally three years ago to the day that they both left me hanging 😯. I’m convinced it’s a sick joke they like to play on me, just to test me. Not funny guys, not funny. Especially because this time around, Garrett and Charlotte both came down with the stomach flu – need I say more? No, but I will for entertainment’s sake. Oh and just in case you’re wondering why we all look so happy in these photos – this was literally the one day of reprieve we had. The hubs had just gotten back into town the night before at like midnight, Garrett had finally felt good enough to go back to school that day, and little did I know Charlotte would come down with what Garrett had exactly 24 hours from the moment these were taken. Hence, the title “Subliminal Messaging” 😉
You might remember I filmed “Wardrobe Transition Pieces“ for ABC13’s Mirror Mirror segment with Rebecca Spera back in January. Well I’m so excited to share the next feature we did for Mirror Mirror called “Closet Cleanout.” If you’ve been needing a little push to finally do some wardrobe spring cleaning, my favorite type of cleaning, then this one’s for you. For this segment, I’m talking about the four types of clothing you should get rid of to thin out your closet. Since I know it can be a bit of a painful process, I’ve come up with a fun way to make things a little easier on you with my “Closet Offenders” as I like to call them. You can watch the video below and read the full story here.