Finally getting around to posting about the Evereve x Alex and Ani shopping event at Baybrook Mall I went to a few weeks back, where I got to meet some of my favorite Houston bloggers! The talented and cool beauty/mama blogger Meg O. on the Go, sassy & sweet fashion/lifestyle blogger Dawn P. Darnell, and the incomparable mom blog Moms Without Answers played excellent hosts to an amazing event. Oddly enough, we all reside in the Clear Lake/Bay Area of Houston, which I didn’t know until we settled into our new home. Just goes to show you what a small “blogger world” it really is.
Excited to share some fun Cyber Monday deals with all my mamas out there! You know you spent the whole weekend shopping for everyone else on your list – so I’m here to dedicate this Cyber Monday to you. Whether it’s jewelry, makeup/skincare, or a cute outfit for that next date night – I’m here to give you permission to treat yourself for once!
Of course, I’ve also included a few awesome steals for that baby of yours. I see you – and because I’m the worst to blame for ending up in the baby/kids section when I should be shopping for myself 😉 Hope you score some awesome deals!
I’m not kidding you when I say, for moms – bedtime is like the Holy Grail. We know it exists (or does it?), but we are constantly tormented by its elusiveness. Not only for ourselves, but for our babies too. Sure, there are published sleep experts promising to lull your baby into 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep by 6 weeks old. But, I guess I’ve just never been one for stringent routines. No, I prefer to set out like so many moms before me into the great unknown, searching for that Holy Grail formerly known as sleep.
ICYMI, I’m now a regular blog contributor for Westyn Baby (meet the team)! Since Halloween’s just around the corner – we’ve got you covered on the last minute family costume ideas 😉 Check out my little ewok below, and read the full post here!
Ok, I realize not everyone has been bitten with the “Halloween bug,” and figuring out a costume for the whole family, let alone yourself, might feel daunting. Not to worry, because I’ve gathered a stellar roundup of fellow bloggers and friends who will give you major inspo for those last-minute Halloween party invites. I even have a few ideas for the expecting mama. So get out there and have a ghoul ol’ time!
PRINCESS LEIA, HAN SOLO & BABY EWOK
– CAMMEO MURRAY @CAMMEOMURRAY
Can you believe it’s already been three months since Charlotte was born? Cuz I can’t. This time around has gone by even faster than it did with Garrett. Much to my surprise, since it felt like I was holding my breath the whole time with him – dreading the day my maternity leave was up. Now with Charlotte, things are just more complicated – I have a 4 year old literally running circles around me, I’m trying to navigate this whole freelance world, we’re still getting settled into our fixer upper, and I’m working on expanding the blog/styling arm of my brand. It’s such a double edged sword too, because you want to soak up every moment but at the same time you kind of can’t wait to have that 4th trimester behind you.
To say that my skin care routine took a back seat once I had kids is a drastic understatement. To be honest, I was never that committed to a routine to begin with. To be even more honest – I was that annoying friend in high school who never washed her face, and for the most part didn’t have the same skin problems as my peers. Since then, I’ve had the occasional hormonal acne and fine lines as much as the next gal, but one thing is for sure – nothing says “Hi, I’m a mom” more than dark circles.
I would have posted this sooner, but it’s taken me some time to gather my thoughts after the tragedy in Vegas. When I was single (or just prior to starting a family), things like this would happen in the world, your mind tells you how horrible it is, and you react like any compassionate person would. But it’s like the minute you have a baby, you no longer think with your head. In fact, it’s as if all of the world’s emotions get sucked into your heart and BAM – you’re a mom. You no longer just fear for yourself, you fear for these innocent little people who you created, and your mission in life is to protect that innocence for all it’s worth. But the duality is that you still have that logical pre-mommy side of your brain telling you that it’s impossible. That they will get to an age where they will become aware of the bad things that happen around them, outside of this parental bubble you’ve created, and you come to grips that this “age of innocence” is over. You accept your job as parents to raise them to be good people who fight for what’s right. Period.
Ok, I’ll go ahead and say it – it’s just easier this time. I haven’t been shy expressing the struggles I had as a first time mom to Garrett. Anxiety, guilt, shame, control (or lack there of) – you name it, I felt it. But with Charlotte, it’s as if those heavy clouds that hung over my head the first year of Garrett’s life, were never even in the forecast. I’m not sure if it’s due to my hormones not being as imbalanced – I keep saying that maybe my body rejected the boy hormones, and that’s why it’s easier having a girl. Or maybe it’s just that there really is such a thing as (and I cringe as I say this, cuz I really do hate the label), a “good baby.”
So excited to announce my first guest blog post for the uber sweet baby/children’s sleepwear line, Westyn Baby. Now that summer has officially come to a close (can you hear that collective mommy sigh of relief?), I felt it was only fitting to welcome all the kiddos (ok, it’s really for the moms) back to school with a little tongue and cheek piece 😉 Here’s an excerpt below, but you can read the full post on Westyn Baby’s blog!
I think we can all agree on one thing. Moms come in all shapes and sizes. Some moms are “Pinterest” moms, some moms are “so cool you’re not even sure those are really their own kids” moms, and well, some are quite frankly just a hot mess (which, if we’re being totally honest, is all of us – amirite?). But no place, and I mean NO place, brings all these moms together in one glorious clash of cultures than – preschool. Here are some of the mom-types I encountered in our first year of preschool, and I don’t think I’ll ever look at motherhood the same.
1) The “Veteran” Mom
To be honest, this mom was the one I was most intimidated by. Not in like a “she’s so cool I can’t talk to her” kinda way. It was more because she had clearly been doing this preschool mom thing for a while, probably with two or three kids rotating through the program over the past six years, and she’s got this thing on lock down. I’d watch her from the safety of my car, as to not get burned by her supermom radiation, as she’d usher not only her kids but two other moms’ kids to and from their classes with ease and grace. On the last day of school she can be heard making a flippant remark to her son’s preschool teacher that “she’d better go since it’s the last day of errands sans kids”. Oh yah, and she says what we’re all thinking because, well, why not?
We’ve officially made it past the four week mark with baby Charlotte, and I have to say I’m incredibly proud of Garrett for adjusting to this new way of life so quickly and so well. From the minute he saw Charlotte, he went into big brother mode – asking to hold her, and wanting to get as close to her as possible if anyone else was holding her. Every morning he walks into our room (where I’m more than likely nursing Charlotte back to sleep) and he gets as high-pitched as a banshee saying “Hiiiiii. Whatcha doingggggg?” (I realized that he gets this from me – isn’t it funny how a toddler can remind you just how often you say things out of habit?). There have only been a handful of times where he’s gotten upset over me not being able to do whatever it was he was asking me to do, which ended up making me feel way more guilty than he had intended. Even so, I try not to let my head wander to “that place.” That place where you remember what it was like with just you and him. That place where your mind tricks you into thinking he would have been so much happier as an only child.