Preparing for Baby#3: Why it’s Nothing Like Before

32 weeks pregnant. I’m nearly finished brewing baby number 3 and yet I feel that I haven’t even fully grasped the concept that I have another life growing in me, a life soon to be living out in this world; In our home; In our family; In our lives, forever changed. The past 7 months feel like a blur of toddler taming, sibling refereeing, and kindergarten preparing. Who has time to think about swaddling a newborn amidst all that? I keep thinking I need to pull out my baby sleep manuals to refresh my baby mommy skills, but there it sits on the shelf covered in dust. I’m sure I’ll crack it open here soon. Maybe. Pregnancy the third time around is different, very different, and here’s why…

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Mother May I?

Mother May I…just get through this month!

Those of you who are as old as I am probably played the game Mother May I at least once in your life. The basic gist of the game (for you hot young mamas) is that two teams stand in separate lines and ask for permission to do a certain action…i.e. Mother may I take 4 steps forward?

The “mother ” on the opposing team can grant or deny this request and/or add a modification to the request to suite her liking. Any player who forgets to ask for “Mother’s permission” before taking action has to go back to the starting line.

The irony of this post is that it is officially May (ugh) and as a mother I really want to ask for permission to take 10 steps back, fall into bed,pull the covers over my head and wake up on July 1st!

If you are a mom-you know MAY!! It is that short month squashed between April and June that is chocked full of field trips, award ceremonies, bug spray, field days, and mom “daze.”

May is the reason they invented blood pressure medicine, Xanax and booze.

 May means more than a calendar that is over sharpied. It’s an ending….

And endings are hard for me.

Endings make me feel nostalgic..

So this May, “Mother May I” remember to…

  • Allow my kids to know what it feels like to be “bored”
  • Savor every last drop of that  melting popsicle
  • Kiss the red kool-aid mustache on my son’s face
  • Build a sandcastle or bury my body and my worries in the sand
  • Kitchen dance in bare feet to Brown Eyed Girl
  • Soak in the  sun on my skin
  • Sloooooowwwww down & sleep LATE
  • Breath deeply…and just BE. .
  • Mother May I be mindful that there are only so many summers left before my babies are out on their own!

Angie

 

Hands Free Mama?…Yes Please!

Milton Berle

This motherhood quote is amusing because isn’t it obvious that even on a good day, 10 hands would never be enough to schlep around the arsenal of items needed to survive an average day in the jungles of motherhood.
Most days I have my hands full both LITERALLY  and figuratively. I stumble around barely walking upright as I balance my dinging cell phone & a piece of used gum in one hand; and his backpack, my purse, and assorted snacks (a bag of squashed Goldfish anyone?) in the other! Continue reading

Parenting for the Imperfect Mom: Letting Go of Perfection and Opening Up to Acceptance.

Well, today goes down in the books as one of those “not good days”. Coincidentally enough, I shared a quote on Facebook this morning that read, “To the mamas who are having hard days….a bad day doesn’t make you a bad mom”. I guess I subconsciously knew what kind of day it was going to be before it even got started. But really, I tend to feel like I have a lot of bad days. Bad mom days.

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This is Me

This is it.

This is the moment I step over the ledge and intentionally practice being vulnerable with you to see, follow and be with.

This is Me. Within myself, as a wife, mom, therapist, sister, daughter, friend.

Who am I really? I am a raging introvert, real speaking, honest to the core, recovering perfectionist. Yes, still in recovery as this is something I continue to struggle with although I know it does not really exist.

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We’re Here! And why are we doing this again?

So you might be wondering, what are we doing here? Why did we three chics decide to write yet another blog. I mean, there are plenty of blogs out there already. So why us and why now? Well, you’ll find that while we each have our own unique reason for why we choose to share ourselves with you, something we all have in common is that we recognize that no single one of us could write it all, or do it all for that matter. Sure, we have some common denominators – we’re all moms, we’re all friends, we’re all professional counselors, heck, we even all work together. But, aside from this unifying front, we are each uniquely different with perspectives that, while compatible, demonstrate the range of personality between us. So, while our hope is to create a wider community between the three of us, our mission is to show that this difference, this range in perspective is what makes all of us stronger together. We need each other, women need each other, men need each other, women and men need each other, and especially we parents need each other. Creating a shared blog is as much practical as it is purposeful. We bring more to you by being in this together, and we gain a heck of a lot more from each other than we would by going it alone. So, here’s to learning, growing, and living in community with you and with each other as we all strive to create a more Happy Mind and Happy Home.

Check back tomorrow and throughout the week to begin learning more about our contributors. Thank you for being here with us!