Bamboobies ® {for the shirt soaking moments}

Picture this…
You’re actually alone for a bit and you’re standing in line at the grocery store. In the aisle next to you, a baby starts crying. Suddenly you get the tingly sensation, you just can’t stop the letdown reaction, and BAM… boobies turn to fountains and your shirt is soaked in the most obvious “I’m a nursing mama” way. Continue reading

When puke turns your husband into Superman

Let’s set the stage…

Final night of camping. All 5 of us snugly squeezed into our tent.
Approximately 2:30 a.m. (because who really knows what time it is when you’re camping?!)
Suddenly I hear the rustling of a child. Then the splatter. Then “Ohhh nooo, I threw up! Daddy! Daddy, I threw up!”
And people, we’re not talking a little puke. We’re talking singe the nose hairs, burn the eyes, curdled apple pie chunks puke. If you’re not gagging reading that, you’re a SAINT because I’m having some PTSD just thinking about it.  Continue reading

I’m Moving Somewhere Else! {Real Life with a “Spirited Child”}

One day my six year old proclaimed from the back seat,
“I’m moving somewhere else! Where nobody bosses me around!”

In one of my less glamorous moments I responded,
“Okay… I’ll help you pack up. Where should I take you?”

Being the parent of a “Spirited” or “Strong Willed” Child is exhausting.
Flat. Out. Y’all.  Continue reading