Meltdown

No, It was not my toddler. I had a meltdown. And you know what? It's ok. We moms take on so many jobs and we often forget to take care of ourselves after taking care of ourselves.
Sure I get my Netflix time, and my Facebook time and my wonderful husband helps out with the kids when he arrives home from work.
But most of the time, my children go where I go. My best friend has the day off? We meet up for lunch... all four of us. When my oldest goes down for a nap, I end up taking care of my infant. Or doing housework. There's rarely any "me" time.
The last time I had a day away from being a wife and mother, I was pregnant with my daughter and that was this last July (2014). Unfortunately, it waited till I was super stressed out from car problems.
So last night, rather than waiting to explode all my built up negative energy on my husband (who takes the beating from my emotions) I handed him our infant daughter, put real pants on, kissed him and the kids goodbye, reminded my man that if he got hungry, there was stored breast milk in the freezer if the baby got hungry, and I walked out the door.
Space was exactly what I needed. I came home with a clear head. Ready to hug my babies and kiss my husband.
The moral of the story is: it's ok to take time for yourself. You are no good to your family if you're on the edge of a nervous breakdown.
I think I'll start going to a nearby coffee shop by myself once a week.

**I'd like to state that I do suffer from anxiety and depression. Some days are much better than others. I do take medication for it and I know with out it, I would be so much worse.  If you think you might have depression, learn the signs and talk to your doctor. It's ok and there is no shame in admitting you need help. Some people refuse to take medication because they're afraid it might change them. It's important to communicate with your doctor. And it may take a while to find the right medication and dose for you. You don't have to suffer alone.**

It's Not Bad Parenting After All

I recently read an article on another blog about things children do that were once thought to be the result of bad parenting but the writer, now a parent herself, totally understand that it was absolutely NOT  bad parenting! It's just things kids do no matter the technique.
And I agree with it 100%!!
I'd like to add that I now understand why my friend always wanted a babysitter for her youngest. It's effing hard to go anywhere with a toddler. It's not an easy task. The world of motherhood has opened my eyes to so many things.
The article itself was comforting to know that I'm not alone. It doesn't matter: kids will be kids. I was that person that wondered why parents couldn't control their screaming child at the store. And then I had a baby.
I apologize to every single parent I judged to myself about your parenting methods.

Check out www.scarrymommy.com
http://www.scarymommy.com/10-things-thought-caused-bad-parenting-kids/ if you want to read the article I read.

To Wash the Laundry or Not to Wash the Laundry

That is the question.
Do you watch The Big Bang Theory?  You know how Penny's version of doing laundry is going out and buying new clothes? Yeah, I'd do that if my husband would let me. Though, for the record, I did just buy four new pairs of pants since most of mine (including my only pair of yoga pants) are dirty.
Last night I finally broke and started a couple loads. All I had left were some thongs and I HATE thongs.  I haven't folded anything yet. And I probably wont. It will sit in my daughters playpen till I run out of clean clothes.
I know I'm not the only one who does this. So if you're like me, stop feeling guilty, you're not the only one.

What is a Stay At Home Mom? (or dad if that's how your family rolls)

What comes to mind when you here the words "stay at home mom?"
Do you think of a worn out woman driving a mini van, hair pulled back into a ponytail while modeling this years style of yoga pants? Do you imagine this woman having accomplished all the house work, take the kids to and from school, and have dinner on the table by the time her husband returns home from work? Do you imagine her doing all sorts of crafty things and couponing just to save a few bucks?
Well, then you haven't met me. The woman I described is the stereotype.
I am probably the laziest mom in the world, despite what you might find on my Pinterest account. I also only own one pair of yoga pants.
I want to beat the stereotype. Why? Because I'm tired of feeling guilty for not being that mom. Just because you become a mom does not mean you have to suddenly change who you are to meet the way society sees you.
I'm twenty-four, married and I have two fantastic children. My hair is short and at a failed attempt to dye it bright red, currently a lovely shade of pink. I like skinny jeans because I have a nice ass and yes I love to flaunt it.
I also don't worship DR. Phil or watch soap operas or whatever women like to do. Instead I enjoy a variety of things... most of which can be found on Netflix. In fact, I probably spend a majority of my spare time binge watching something on Netflix (remember when I claimed to be lazy?).
I've been a stay at home mom (sahm) since April 2012, a month before my oldest was born. In the last almost three years I have only accomplished keeping a tiny human alive and created another mini-me.
My house is more often than not unorganized (ok, not sure it's ever been organized) and messy. Cleaning is probably my least favorite thing to do. Especially dishes. Yuck! I hate the smell, I hate the wet, and I hate how it gets water all over the floor despite my best efforts. See? Even when I clean I make a mess.
Welcome to my world. I love it.