Showing posts with label mama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mama. Show all posts
TWO TOMORROW...BREAKING THE SILENCE
little dude will be two. tomorrow.
and im still in disbelief. i can't stop it. he will be two. oh my... breathe...
and im still in disbelief. i can't stop it. he will be two. oh my... breathe...
SAKURA BLOOM :: SLING DIARIES :: ALL THE LOVE :: BLISS
today is my fifth entry for Vol V of the Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries :: All the Love.
THEME :: BLISS
we all know bliss as being extreme joy. perfect happiness.
its something we all reach for. hope to experience.
THEME :: BLISS
we all know bliss as being extreme joy. perfect happiness.
its something we all reach for. hope to experience.
SAKURA BLOOM :: SLING DIAIRIES :: ALL THE LOVE :: VISION
its that time again... entry number FOUR of six for the Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries :: All the Love! a few weeks ago we traveled to virginia beach to stay at the Founders Inn. there was a conference ::wild & free:: i really wanted to attend and told ryan about, when we looked at it, he mentioned making it a family vacation. it was the best decision we made to spoil us. mama came home refreshed and encouraged, daddy was more connected with the littles and enjoyed some laid back play times, and littles came home with sickies! but on the way home we stopped by the beach. solomon's first visit to the ocean. it was beautiful! so without further ado... my fourth entry...
THEME :: VISION
THEME :: VISION
SAKURA BLOOM :: SLING DIARIES :: ALL THE LOVE :: STRENGTH
i am beyond thrilled and so very honored to be a part of this wonderful series. the Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries. For the next six months i will be documenting my baby/toddler wearing entries here on the blog for The Sling Diaries Volume V :: All the Love. Each month we are given a new theme to inspire our diary entries. i look forward to sharing a piece of my heart with you. To connect with you all through this journey. Thank you for your support and love. So without further ado...
this month's theme :: STRENGTH
this month's theme :: STRENGTH
UPDATE ON EC
so we haven't been super diligent with the ec [read previous post here]
however we have noticed a huge difference with eden and her communicating!
the whole point of ec'ing!
ryan has started asking her to open the door to the playroom
[where we do diaper changes]
then turn on the light-switch.
and then the reverse when they leave the room.
its so adorable. she loves it!
*i think its that consistency she likes!*
she shakes her hand from side to side, signing the word potty.
she even will sign "poop" and says "pphu"
now...
i have been on the search for a potty
(we were using the ikea green potty, but it seems too small for her and she does not like sitting on it!)
and some ec'ing pants (super cute ones on etsy!)
but have decided that throughout the holiday season,
we will just communicate with her.
for us that means:
-no sitting on the potty, unless she goes to it.
-simply asking her when she is going potty.
-acknowledge when she lets us know she is going.
-following her down the hall when she wants a diaper change.
-enjoying the season without the worry of missing a pee or poo on the floor!
for you fellow mamas out there:
what potty do you use/like?
pants you use?
any tips you have that you just have to share??
xoxo,
kate
however we have noticed a huge difference with eden and her communicating!
the whole point of ec'ing!
ryan has started asking her to open the door to the playroom
[where we do diaper changes]
then turn on the light-switch.
and then the reverse when they leave the room.
its so adorable. she loves it!
*i think its that consistency she likes!*
she now will sign to us when she is going potty.
its so sweet.she shakes her hand from side to side, signing the word potty.
she even will sign "poop" and says "pphu"
now...
i have been on the search for a potty
(we were using the ikea green potty, but it seems too small for her and she does not like sitting on it!)
and some ec'ing pants (super cute ones on etsy!)
but have decided that throughout the holiday season,
we will just communicate with her.
for us that means:
-no sitting on the potty, unless she goes to it.
-simply asking her when she is going potty.
-acknowledge when she lets us know she is going.
-following her down the hall when she wants a diaper change.
-enjoying the season without the worry of missing a pee or poo on the floor!
for you fellow mamas out there:
what potty do you use/like?
pants you use?
any tips you have that you just have to share??
xoxo,
kate
INVESTING IN YOURSELF
Sometimes life hits you.
It hits hard and fast. You feel like your tossed and turned and then slammed into a brick wall only to be run over by a train.
Yes. Life is hard.
When these moments hit me,
I tend to get overwhelmed and irritable.
say things I don't mean.
Lately I've been trying to be more aware of how I respond.
to the things I have no control over.
because if I'm honest... The only thing I can control is how I react.
Most of the time when I ignore how I am feeling, things blow up.
I'm working on getting better at realizing when I'm stressed and need a time-out.
I used to think that made me weak.
that it showed I couldn't cope.
that i can't handle life.
But that's where I was wrong.
It takes strength to admit you need a time-out.
a break. it takes strength to actually do it.
my family has been awesome at helping me in those moments.
taking Eden for an hour or two, so I can take a shower.
a nap. a walk. or just to sit in my room. alone.
a couple weeks ago, Ryan had flowers and a book in our room with strict instructions that I was to stay in that room and he would watch Eden until she needed to eat. I got four hours of relaxing and a much needed nap.
that spoke to me.
while it was sweet and thoughtful of him, it made me realize that he saw a need.
a need that I didn't recognize. that I was afraid to admit I needed space.
that I needed alone time.
I don't do well with alone. Ask any of my family.
We are known for our frequent bathroom talks, to bombard eachother while someone is taking a shower.
(most of the time it's me coming in!)
I felt guilty that I needed space from Eden.
that it somehow made me a bad mom.
A bad person.
And that's when it hit me. Sitting in our room alone...
Other mama's warned me, but I didn't believe them.
"take time for you" they said.
How could I not want to have Eden with me all the time?
Who doesn't want to be around there child 24/7?
Well, it's true. You need time for you.
How can you take care of everyone else if you neglect yourself?
I stay at home. I still exclusively nurse Eden. I run our family.
I take care of a little human! That takes a lot more out of you than you think.
Its like your bank account:
if I'm not putting money in, I'm going to eventually run out... Right? Same concept.
so i encourage you. take time for you.
whether that's an uninterrupted shower.
reading a book. a cup of tea, or hot chocolate this season.
a nap. a walk by yourself...
invest in you.
trust me... everyone will thank you for it!
It hits hard and fast. You feel like your tossed and turned and then slammed into a brick wall only to be run over by a train.
Yes. Life is hard.
When these moments hit me,
I tend to get overwhelmed and irritable.
say things I don't mean.
Lately I've been trying to be more aware of how I respond.
to the things I have no control over.
because if I'm honest... The only thing I can control is how I react.
Most of the time when I ignore how I am feeling, things blow up.
I'm working on getting better at realizing when I'm stressed and need a time-out.
I used to think that made me weak.
that it showed I couldn't cope.
that i can't handle life.
But that's where I was wrong.
It takes strength to admit you need a time-out.
a break. it takes strength to actually do it.
my family has been awesome at helping me in those moments.
taking Eden for an hour or two, so I can take a shower.
a nap. a walk. or just to sit in my room. alone.
a couple weeks ago, Ryan had flowers and a book in our room with strict instructions that I was to stay in that room and he would watch Eden until she needed to eat. I got four hours of relaxing and a much needed nap.
that spoke to me.
while it was sweet and thoughtful of him, it made me realize that he saw a need.
a need that I didn't recognize. that I was afraid to admit I needed space.
that I needed alone time.
I don't do well with alone. Ask any of my family.
We are known for our frequent bathroom talks, to bombard eachother while someone is taking a shower.
(most of the time it's me coming in!)
I felt guilty that I needed space from Eden.
that it somehow made me a bad mom.
A bad person.
And that's when it hit me. Sitting in our room alone...
Other mama's warned me, but I didn't believe them.
"take time for you" they said.
How could I not want to have Eden with me all the time?
Who doesn't want to be around there child 24/7?
Well, it's true. You need time for you.
How can you take care of everyone else if you neglect yourself?
I stay at home. I still exclusively nurse Eden. I run our family.
I take care of a little human! That takes a lot more out of you than you think.
Its like your bank account:
if I'm not putting money in, I'm going to eventually run out... Right? Same concept.
so i encourage you. take time for you.
whether that's an uninterrupted shower.
reading a book. a cup of tea, or hot chocolate this season.
a nap. a walk by yourself...
invest in you.
trust me... everyone will thank you for it!
xoxo,
kate
TAKE CARE MAMA. PLEASE
there is a theme that i am seeing through a majority of the blogs i read and follow...
learning to say no.
learning to say yes.
listening to yourself.
trusting yourself.
taking care of yourself.
is it any wonder that a majority of the blogs i follow are fellow mamas?
we pour our heart, mind, body, and soul into taking care of our littles. our family.
most of the times neglecting ourselves.
when our bodies start to demand:
sleep.
peace.
alone time.
we feel guilty. lazy.
like we are doing a disservice to our family. friends.
and...we ignore that voice inside.
until,
you erupt.
i had this moment last night.
the past couple weeks, heck the past couple months, i have ignored what my body has beentelling screaming, at me.
rest. sleep. relax. exercise. feed me.
body, soul, and mind.
we live with my mother and my sister.
things can get nasty sometimes.
we say things we don't mean.
we deny, defend, and point fingers at the other.
most of the times, these moments happen when we are exhausted and emotionally drained.
we lost our grandmother. my mom lost her mama.
we move forward like we are okay.
are we? no.
honestly, i still have yet to deal with the feelings/emotions i have in regard to her death.
subconsciously, i think its because my body knows i can't handle that right now.
in addition to all of this,
i have placed a huge amount of pressure upon myself to be:
the perfect mama.
the one who has everything done at the end of the day.
the one who can do it all.
the one who has millions of cute crafts and photo ops.
the one who doesn't need to rest when baby rests.
the perfect wife.
the one who doesn't get angry or upset over the little things.
the one who makes sure all the laundry is done and folded, everyday.
the one who looks like she stepped out of a magazine with the perfect everything.
the one who does everything with a smile on her face.
talk about extreme and unrealistic expectations.
but in the crazy kate universe it should all...
make sense. come together. equal that list.
hence, the explosion that occurred last night.
i screamed. i yelled. i banged things around.
i said hurtful things. i cried harder than i have ever cried in my life.
i was physically shaking at the emotions that were coursing through my body.
i am ashamed at the things i said, the things i did.
i am mortified.
i apologized.
and today i was in a funk.
i tried to blame it on the no sleep.
the weather, and how pitch black comes at 5:45 at night.
my vitamin d levels.
the fact my cycle has yet to appear and i've gotten two negative pregnancy tests, and that all i want is an answer.
(i feel the need to stress here that we are not actively trying for another baby now, but most definitely not preventing it)
i went to target, planned on going to the grocery store later, and called my mom to see if she wanted to meet me there.
she came. she knew something was wrong. (like most moms do)
i told her all the above reasons of why i thought i was having an off day.
and you know what she did?
she stopped me in the aisle of target, near the clearance (my favorite spot), looked at me and said, with a smile,
"im going to say somethings you probably don't want to hear right now. and i am hoping that us being in a public place will help us not to get into another screaming match"--- you got to have some humor after going at each other like rabid dogs! ;)
she then proceeded to tell me, in a very frank manner,
that i am not taking care of myself.
truly taking care of myself.
and that i am not only doing a huge disservice to myself, but to
eden, ryan, my family, my body, my friends, and my future children.
--frying pan over the head--
how many times have you heard,
"you are no help to others if you don't take care of yourself"
why is it so difficult for me to remember this? take it to heart? live it out?
my body has now started putting up major shut-down signs...
i feel sickness creeping in.
so i poured myself some tea, got in a big fuzzy robe, sat in bed and tried to relax.
i am determined now to not get sick.
to take care of myself, the correct way.
not in the way where i say,
i will wait until things are calmed down, and not so crazy.
because honestly,
they will always be crazy.
--another mama nugget of wisdom--
life doesn't happen in the calm,
it happens when things are crazy, unplanned, and spontaneous.
so now i am making an effort to change (a theme for me as of late)
to change my days.
to take time for me.
to love myself.
to take care of myself.
xoxo,
kate
learning to say no.
learning to say yes.
listening to yourself.
trusting yourself.
taking care of yourself.
is it any wonder that a majority of the blogs i follow are fellow mamas?
we pour our heart, mind, body, and soul into taking care of our littles. our family.
most of the times neglecting ourselves.
when our bodies start to demand:
sleep.
peace.
alone time.
we feel guilty. lazy.
like we are doing a disservice to our family. friends.
and...we ignore that voice inside.
until,
you erupt.
i had this moment last night.
the past couple weeks, heck the past couple months, i have ignored what my body has been
rest. sleep. relax. exercise. feed me.
body, soul, and mind.
we live with my mother and my sister.
things can get nasty sometimes.
we say things we don't mean.
we deny, defend, and point fingers at the other.
most of the times, these moments happen when we are exhausted and emotionally drained.
we lost our grandmother. my mom lost her mama.
we move forward like we are okay.
are we? no.
honestly, i still have yet to deal with the feelings/emotions i have in regard to her death.
subconsciously, i think its because my body knows i can't handle that right now.
in addition to all of this,
i have placed a huge amount of pressure upon myself to be:
the perfect mama.
the one who has everything done at the end of the day.
the one who can do it all.
the one who has millions of cute crafts and photo ops.
the one who doesn't need to rest when baby rests.
the perfect wife.
the one who doesn't get angry or upset over the little things.
the one who makes sure all the laundry is done and folded, everyday.
the one who looks like she stepped out of a magazine with the perfect everything.
the one who does everything with a smile on her face.
talk about extreme and unrealistic expectations.
but in the crazy kate universe it should all...
make sense. come together. equal that list.
hence, the explosion that occurred last night.
i screamed. i yelled. i banged things around.
i said hurtful things. i cried harder than i have ever cried in my life.
i was physically shaking at the emotions that were coursing through my body.
i am ashamed at the things i said, the things i did.
i am mortified.
i apologized.
and today i was in a funk.
i tried to blame it on the no sleep.
the weather, and how pitch black comes at 5:45 at night.
my vitamin d levels.
the fact my cycle has yet to appear and i've gotten two negative pregnancy tests, and that all i want is an answer.
(i feel the need to stress here that we are not actively trying for another baby now, but most definitely not preventing it)
i went to target, planned on going to the grocery store later, and called my mom to see if she wanted to meet me there.
she came. she knew something was wrong. (like most moms do)
i told her all the above reasons of why i thought i was having an off day.
and you know what she did?
she stopped me in the aisle of target, near the clearance (my favorite spot), looked at me and said, with a smile,
"im going to say somethings you probably don't want to hear right now. and i am hoping that us being in a public place will help us not to get into another screaming match"--- you got to have some humor after going at each other like rabid dogs! ;)
she then proceeded to tell me, in a very frank manner,
that i am not taking care of myself.
truly taking care of myself.
and that i am not only doing a huge disservice to myself, but to
eden, ryan, my family, my body, my friends, and my future children.
--frying pan over the head--
how many times have you heard,
"you are no help to others if you don't take care of yourself"
why is it so difficult for me to remember this? take it to heart? live it out?
my body has now started putting up major shut-down signs...
i feel sickness creeping in.
so i poured myself some tea, got in a big fuzzy robe, sat in bed and tried to relax.
i am determined now to not get sick.
to take care of myself, the correct way.
not in the way where i say,
i will wait until things are calmed down, and not so crazy.
because honestly,
they will always be crazy.
--another mama nugget of wisdom--
life doesn't happen in the calm,
it happens when things are crazy, unplanned, and spontaneous.
so now i am making an effort to change (a theme for me as of late)
to change my days.
to take time for me.
to love myself.
to take care of myself.
xoxo,
kate
