Dear Santa

Dear Santa, Define "Naughty"

A certain 3 1/2 year old boy has been really pushing the limits of “nice” this holiday season. It is still up in the air whether Santa will be leaving anything beyond coal. We shall see.

But really, it is hard to be mad at that little face for too long.

7 Months Old – I Blinked And It’s October

My little guy turned 7 months old just a few weeks ago. March 1st seems like yesterday and suddenly my Nathan is 7 months old! He’s the second baby, so it all seems to go much faster this time around. And he also seems to be growing and hitting milestones at a faster pace than his older brother. He amazes us every day.

A few milestones:

We have teeth! Just before his 7 month birthday his bottom two teeth arrived and boy did he let us know. It shocked the hell out of me when I first saw them since I wasn’t expecting them this early (his older brother didn’t have any teeth until his 1st birthday). Within this past week, his top teeth just started popping through. He has not been the happiest guy lately obviously because of it. Teething sucks.

On the mobility front, he crawls and cruises! Nathan started the army crawl back at 5 1/2 months and there has been no stopping him since. This week he has mastered the “normal” crawl on all fours. And now, he’s pulling himself up on EVERYTHING and cruising! At 7 months?? I was not quite ready for it this early. He will be walking by Christmas. Lord help me.

Nathan is my emotional little man where he seems exist one one of two extremes, super happy and super pissed off.  When he is happy, he has the brightest smile and the loudest, cutest belly laugh.  He loves to be tickled, to crawl around cruise and play with his favorite person in the world, his big brother. He laughs and smiles all the while. But oh the woe when he is unhappy. When he screams cries, it is is with force and volume. He is a sensitive little one. Bump his head with as much as a feather, and oh the drama! And don’t you dare take away from him that cool trinket he is not supposed to have (you know, tiny little choking hazards big brother seems to leave everywhere). And don’t, by any means, put him down to sleep. Just don’t even think about it.

Likes:

  • Oatmeal mixed with bananas, apples, pears, or any other fruit
  • Sweet potatoes
  • His big brother
  • Toy laptop that plays music
  • Remote controls and phones to play with
  • Chewing on fingers
  • Standing up

Dislikes:

  • Sleeping in crib
  • Napping for more than 20 minutes
  • Sleeping alone
  • Falling down
  • Being penned-in in the crib pack ‘n play or “baby jail”
  • Teething

Desperatley Seeking A Nap

I’m desperate for a nap. Not for myself. (ME getting a nap? puuleeze!)

He is just 7 months old now and is just not a good sleeper in general. Bedtime is one thing. He does not go down at night by himself and I’m cosleeping at the moment so we all can at least get some rest at night (self preservation). But during the day, Right now, I would give anything for him to nap. By himself. More than the 10-20 minute stretches he seems to give me. And usually that is while either being held or being worn. This is just some of the “high needs” traits he possesses.

When I say desperate, I mean that I’d gotten to the point the other day of having to put my baby down (screaming of course) and walk away until I could compose myself after bawling my eyes out. I NEED him to nap. For many reasons.

People in my life say they wonder how I get anything done. I wonder the same thing myself. I would give ANYTHING for at least 45 minutes of nap time for him. Please.

Our Last Fling of Summer

The summer flew by so fast, that before we knew it, it was the week before Labor Day weekend and we hadn’t even been to the shore yet. How can this be? We kept meaning to make plans for it, and other things kept pushing to “maybe next week”. We approached the last week of summer and our LAST chance to make it. What is a summer in New Jersey without at least one shore trip?

I made the decision that on a Monday in the last week of summer we would take our chance. So the grandparents and I took the littles to Wildwood for a day of fun. It was my littlest one’s first trip to the shore ever, and the first shore trip where my 3 year old was big enough to take full advantage of the ocean swimming and boardwalk treats and rides.

When do Wildwood, we like to do the beach by day, and then the boardwalk in the evening. Though the clouds all around us looked ominous, it ended up being a nearly perfect day, only a few stray raindrops. The people just down the beach in each direction, were not so lucky. It’s like the sky opened up just for us.

Nathan enjoyed the time at the beach as much as any 6 month old could. He nursed, napped, reached for toys, nursed and napped some more. Before we were done at the beach, we stuck his little toes in the water just because.

Turns our, Joey is my fearless little fish. He had talked all morning about swimming in the ocean, sticking his head under water and everything. I thought he would be a little timid when we actually got there, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. We found our spot, he got lathered up in sunscreen and then ran straight for the water and we could hardly keep him out of there for the next 4 hours. He kept trying to convince Grandpop to take him further and further out into the waves. No fear in this kid. He hardly sat down for a break for 2 seconds, before dropping his juice box, flinging off his towel with both arms and running straight for the water again. Poor Grandpop didn’t get to sit down for the first 2.5 hours.  It warms my heart to see that my son loves the water as much as his mother. It is my happy place too.

Day at the beach lead to the evening on the boardwalk, with boardwalk food, rides and all. Baby did his thing in the stroller (mostly slept) and Joey got to ride all the rides he wanted to his heart’s content. Of course, he had no nap (we are dropping those lately) so at dinner, he was so exhausted he fell asleep at the table. Then got a second wind and had to do a few more rides before we made our way to the car.

All in all, our blast of summer was a great day. We made a promise that next summer, we wil do something we have never done and spend a week at the shore. Can’t wait!

Are You Taking Care of You?

Are you taking time for yourself?Recently, the Mogul Mom had this great post – Are You Getting The Best of You, that had hit close to home for me. As a busy work-at-home Mommy, there are times I am running myself ragged for my family, my clients, my business, and I tend to neglect myself in the process. But it also made me wonder, if ANYBODY is getting the best of ME?

I know in my own experience, if I am not taking care of myself as much, the rest of my world can tend to get neglected as well. I don’t feel so great and that can bleed into how I treat my young son or husband, it can zap my motivation to get things done around the house, and then my business gets neglected because I get bogged down with stress, lack of motivation, etc. It can be a vicious cycle. Like that Mogul Mom post says, “When your well is dry, you cannot give water to anyone.

What it really comes down to is that if I treat myself well, if I get in tune with my needs, what I really want and want makes me happy, the things around me fall into place. Sometimes, all it takes is to give in to my my creative side making crafty things, other times just snuggling with my 2 yr old on a rainy day does it, kicking back and obsessing over Pinterest, or just listening to the Spa Channel on SiriusXM radio while I work. Some of these little things ease my restlessness, put me back in a good mood and motivate me to do better in all other facets of my busy life.

One other huge part of taking care of me us using the word “No”. In my adulthood, I became the type of woman who thinks she can “do it all”, and that became even stronger once I became a mother. I would hardly turn anything down, and would overload myself with volunteer positions and tasks that were not a priority. But in an effort to make sure I deserved my “Super Mom” cape, I would do it. But I have learned that I HAVE to say no sometimes, and let go of some things that just don’t serve me or my family as well. Doing so is a huge way of taking care of myself and saying “yes” to me. Plus it enables me to do things that are more important, like spending more time with my family.

The blog at Mogul Mom (you can tell I love that site) had a great follow up post on 25 Simple Ways to Nurture Yourself. I recommend trying each one of them at least once a week. I know I intend to.

So how are YOU taking care of you? I would love to know the ways you unwind and take care of yourself. Leave a comment and let me know!

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Trista Sutter – A WAHM Who Has it Together

This story caught my eye from the Working Mother publication I subscribe to. I usually don’t pay attention to what the “Celebrity Moms” are up to in the media because I can hardly relate to them. But Trista Sutter (of the Bachelorette fame) is one that I can identify with. Even though she is a “celebrity”, she lives a pretty low-key lifestyle that is somewhat out of the limelight. She is a busy mom of two young ones, has many of the same chores and jobs that us regular everyday-moms have (laundry, housecleaning, chauffeuring children), plus she is involved in different business opportunities while working at home. I like her even more now. 🙂
This article is a great read for many work-at-home-moms that are looking to see how others are making it, so go check it out.

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I’m a Working Mom?

Me, a “working mom”? No way!

That is what I had been telling myself for months since the birth of my son. I would think that I’m simply a stay at home mom who happens to run a business from home too. “Working moms” go to work outside the home and use daycare, nannies, etc, I thought. I’m not a working mom. No, not me!”

(Just to clarify, I think there is absolutely nothing wrong with moms who choose work outside the home.)

I was in a bit of denial. Yes, I am at home and I am the primary caretaker of my son and the laundry, and the dishes, etc. But I also own and run a business that has to run pretty much full-time in order to make a good income. I finally came to the realization that I am a working mother, I just do it all under the same roof. Essentially I work 2 full-time jobs; that of mommy/homemaker and that of a small business owner. Neither one is an easy feat by themselves.

Now I am not the traditional working mom that goes outside of the home for her job. I have do not have to answer to any boss but myself (well, my son is the boss some of the time too). I get to make me own schedule and decide where and when I work. I also have the luxury have having no commute.

I do have some childcare needs like most working moms do, especially since my son is so young. I tried to be supermom, but quickly realized I cannot do it all without some help. Working moms can try to do it ALL, but you end up doing none of it successfully. And on the business side, I also have some fabulous help in the way of my VA team members. My team has taken much of the busy work off my plate so I can have more flexibility to be a mom and a business owner at the same time.

It has been a bit of an internal struggle, but now I really don’t mind the term “working mom” as much as I used to, and applying it to myself. It really is what I do and not a bad thing at all. It  doesn’t come without a lot of hard work and sacrifice, but I get to be home with my kid and make some income for my family. It’s not for everyone, but it is for me.

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