Catching a cold is the worst. It’s exaggerated even more when taking care of an equally sick infant. First, Husband caught a cold, then transferred the cold to Little Love and if finally hit me a few days later. I always look downright awful when I fall ill and have no energy to keep up appearances. Sometimes, you need to look somewhat put together, and having no sleep the night before from congestion makes everything harder. So I decided to try my luck at a simple makeup look. Continue reading
Shout out to all the dads out there. The married ones, the single ones, the ones that stepped in to be a daddy when others didn’t. To the ones that are also the mom and to the moms that are also the dads. Whatever the case may be, Happy Father’s Day! Continue reading
My son turns 3 months this week. I know I’m feeling like he’s getting so big so fast because I had a dream last night that he already started walking. They don’t lie when they say there’s no manual for parenting. This was so evident by our recent run to the pediatric ER. Continue reading
Little Love is heavy. He’s a substantial baby. I am a weak, weak person. In my adult life I have always been on the punier side. This makes transporting him a tad difficult when I’m by myself. I can still carry him comfortably enough for short periods of time; when I’m running errands, however, I need an efficient way to shuffle him around.
This is where baby carriers come in—or so I thought. Continue reading
Trying to look presentable with a baby fresh out of the womb is hard. Yes, they seemingly sleep 18 hours a day, but unfortunately none of those hours are when I’m trying to get ready. Continue reading
I like change when it’s on my own terms. I’m sure many people can relate. I like having a predictable routine that lends itself to some stability. That’s mainly why I’m terrified of having this child. Continue reading