Mom Jean Confessions: I Am My Mother

This Mother’s Day is my “official” second time celebrating the holiday. I say “official”, only because Grant convinced me it was totally legit to celebrate when I was pregnant with Garrett – so technically we’re on year three, but who’s counting 😉

Regardless, I truly never knew how special it would feel to be a mom on Mother’s Day. I keep joking that it’s like having a second birthday – but seriously, it kinda is. Which got me thinking, and feeling uber guilty, about all the Mother’s Days I spent with my own mom and whether I truly ever gave “her day” the attention it deserved. Because from where I stand now, having been through pregnancy, childbirth and the first year of being a new mom – I’m sorry, but that woman needs her own Macy’s day parade. If you don’t believe me, let me enlighten you by playing a new game I like to call – “I am my mother”. Here goes…

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Mom Jean Confessions: Just Say Yes to Cabo

This is a public service announcement for all you mamas out there – “Just Say Yes to Cabo.”

When you have the chance to take an essentially all-expense-paid vacation to Cabo, it’s typically a no-brainier, right? Wrong. The operative word here being “typical”, which I am anything but when it comes to making decisions. It’s as if I get some sick, twisted satisfaction in making myself squirm in the anguish of actually making a decision. Yep, I’m a bonafide, self-professed waffler who relies on her husband’s voice of reason to remind me that we deserve a vacation, just the two of us, and that our son will survive five days without me. Gah, harsh much? But thing is, having been through it and survived, it really is ok to say “yes” to Cabo.

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Adventures in Shopping: Camp Beverly Hills

No I’m not talking about the Camp Beverly Hills pop culture phenomenon of the ’80s (although I kinda wanna bring those tees back – google it). I’m referring to the 2-week RV driving, kayak riding, cabin in the middle of the mountains, vacation I just took with my husband and our 9 month old little boy.

Every 4th of July, members of the Murray family from all over the country descend on Dun Rovin – the peaceful cabin nestled in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia along Craig Creek. So naturally the LA Murray’s followed suit and ditched our Beverly Hills duds for a more rustic wardrobe that would bring out the happy camper in anyone.

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