From Mrs. to Mama

Thursday Randoms & Link up Announcement

2012-05-31T08:29:00.004-04:00

Is that a big enough announcement?

Did I grab your attention? Are you squirming with excitement to know more.....

Good. Listen up. Tuesday June 12th we, as in my dear friend Raven and I, will be having a vlog link up. And if you couldn't tell by the picture... it's called SHOW AND TELL.

So. More details to be posted next Tuesday! Be sure to come back and write down your assignments! :)

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So the bachelorette. Who totally saw the sparks between Arie and Emily?

Right? And I was really kind of sort of excited for them... until I heard some gossip.

And well, when you really find out what people are like... makes you kind of think differently about them. However, I will have an open mind about this guy......

I'll be watching him.

Also? That Alessandro character? Tell me that conversation didn't want to make you jump into the tv?

Turns out... he got "compromise" and the word "comprimiso {sp}" mixed up... which means commitment in Brazil. Oops. BYE BYE.

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My baby girl snoozing in the car {very rare occasion} has got to be the cutest thing ever.
And that arm? I melt.
The funny thing is, this child was up the whole drive home {from my parents house}
and did not pass out until I literally pulled into the neighborhood.
Why she fights sleeping in the car? I have no idea.
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We have spent a lot of our days at the park this week. Basically because the park, pool, and beach area are all at our neighborhood clubhouse. How convenient for us.
Hopefully I will also start working on a nice little tan that way... because this mama needs one.
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I received this nice little package last week from my dear friend Jody.
All I can say was that this girl never fails to surprise me.
She is like the girl version of the perfect romantic man.... ha.
Seriously though, she knows me too well. A basket of fruit? YES PLEASE.
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On Saturday, our neighborhood pool opened {as does the rest of the pools in the country}.
So we were bad and skipped out on swim lessons to go spend the day at the pool.
More like a couple hours.
But it was great. Elliana loved it, as expected. By the end she was having fun splashing me.
I much prefer going to my parent's pool, however seeing as how they are 35 minutes away... this will do for all the other hott summer days we plan to have.
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We have comcast! No more AT&T uverse {thank you baby J}. Can I just again verbalize just how awful UVERSE is. Please. If anyone is thinking about getting the service... I highly suggest not. The connection is horrendous {goes out for hours at a time multiple times a day}, and customer service is equally as bad. Plus they try to charge you an absurd amount of money.
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While I am ranting. I am so tired of BMW service trying to cheat me out of money as well. I catch their little "hidden expenses" each and every time. Companies just can't be honest anymore. If ever.
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end rant.

Scheduled Posts
Monday: Estrea Review/Giveaway
Tuesday: Details on Show & Tell Vlog link-up
Wednesday: All about Andrew
Thursday: Thursday Randoms

How A Wagon Changed My Life

2012-05-30T08:00:00.000-04:00

Have you ever received a gift and thought to yourself? Now when in the world am I going to use this?
Have you ever received a gift and told yourself, yup, this is going into the attic.

Well, both those things happened to me {if I'm going to be completely honest} when I received this wagon for sweet baby girl as a shower gift.

You see, at the time? My mind is thinking fresh little newborn. I'm thinking poop, pee, sleep, and eat.

Riding wagons?

Nope. That never crossed my mind. Did it yours when you were 35 weeks pregnant waddling around with a watermelon in your belly?

Okay then, fast forward to 18 months later, I'm deep cleaning the house {one of my random spur of the moment deals} and as I'm organizing and reorganizing, I have a little picture bubble pop up above my head. Because that again is how my mind operates.

Literally.

Of a little wagon that is sitting in the attic.

Ah-ha!

So I dig through the pile of boxes that the husband had nicely piled right in front of the door and scrummage my way through them to drag out the large box containing the said red wagon.

Elliana followed me all the way downstairs and into the garage. Intrigued, I assume.

What is my mama up to NOW?

So I thought I was going to have to actually assemble it? Maybe need some tools? Put A-B-and-C together. Something.

Nada. I literally took off the cover and opened it up, and what do you know we have ourselves a wagon.

But not just any typical run of the mill wagon. Oh no guys. This thing was fancy schmancy. Has a top cover. Large {I'd say could fit 5 kids in there sitting up, two laying down}. Although, may I add here... I don't quite recommend the laying down part. Elliana always lays down in her wagon, and I look like a troll walking around pushing an empty wagon all while singing the ABC's out loud.... why yes, I do this.

Back to the wagon.

The material appears to be of great quality. And the storage space! Lets talk about the storage space.

There's this little hook basket thing {making words up here} in the back where you can store all sorts of goodies, water bottles, bags, food, A DOG.

And then there are compartments inside and on the outside. Where you can store cell phones. Water bottles. A dog.

And Elliana? Well this child can't get enough of this thing. As soon as we step into the garage that child runs over to the wagon trying to swing her leg in and up and over and the acrobats begin.

And after we are done walking 5 miles around the neighborhood for the 3rd time that day... she still manages to do summersaults in my arms and scream bloody murder when I try to take her out of it. I'd say that she likes it. Wouldn't you?

So. What have we learned from this experience? Never underestimate the power of a gift.

Especially
If it has a picture of a big red wagon.

In fact, I would go as far as to say go ahead and kiss that persons feet and thank the stars above.

No. Not extreme at all.
This thing is that awesome.

And I wish I could tell you kids that I was sent one of these for free. Or that I'm getting paid to write this. No. This is just me taking time out of my day to tell you about a little red wagon.

Buy yourselves one. Put it on your baby shower wish list {really, please do}, and then go out one day and sing ABC's all while pushing your little rugrat{s} around the neighborhood.

I'm telling you... dreams do come true.
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p.s. I just found it on amazon, On the edge, if you are interested in buying one for yourself {although I highly suggest putting children in it... not adults... or your tailgating food and booze. That works too} Here.

If we were going to be best friends... you would need to know...

2012-05-29T08:00:00.000-04:00

I was obsessed with the color baby blue growing up. And angels. And the two had to go together. And thus... I still have stars up on my ceiling at my parent's house that was once my bedroom.

I could eat nutella every day of my life. For every meal. On bread. On crackers. On fruit. Or straight from the spoon.

My hair color changed as frequently as my boyfriends. Kidddding. About the boyfriend part. My hair color did however change every couple of months.

I drool, and I drool bad. On every pillow I own. And I'm pretty sure when I used to spend the night at my friend's houses they would have to wash their pillows after me. True life.

I am a total homebody and would prefer you come to me and we share a couple of glasses of wine together. Or BLL.

I am terrible at answering calls. Text messages. Emails. Or any other form of communication. Terrible. Even when my own mother and husband. I'm sure I will freak if E ever does that to me.

I've worked since I was 15. Meijer. Quiznos. Bravo. And now the hospital.

I cuss like a sailor, at work. Something about the environment and the people around sends my mouth into potty overload. In other words, @##@%%&^. That.

I love books, pictures, and Christmas. These are my favorite hobbies. Yes, Christmas is a hobby. Among other things of course ;)

You must know... I have been obsessed with Christmas since I was a little girl. Not the part where I get presents {although, that is nice also], but the part where I give the presents. As I young girl, when I couldn't afford to buy my family members presents, I would go searching around the house and "make things." And now? Everyone in my family gets 5-10+ presents each. The kiddos? Get over 15.

I am cheap when it comes to certain things. I would cringe to not buy toothpaste on sale back in the day. However, I would splurge on a new designer bag every couple of months {back in the day, pre-baby and pre-marriage days}. Odd, i know.

Multi-tasking is not my thing. I can do it with things. But not with people. I can't carry on more than on conversation. And I certainly can't carry on a conversation when I'm in the zone.

In fact, in college, Andrew used to come up to me, give me a kiss and tell me he is going to the store. 10 minutes later I would shout for him, and then turn to my friend sitting next to me and say "where's Andrew?" Yes. That happened a lot.

I am a reality TV JUNKIE. Teen Mom. Betheny. Every Real Housewives show. Real World. Hate to admit it, even Jerselicious {now that show is ridiculous}.

I don't like to be the center of attention in any shape or form {except when I'm out drinking with my girlfriends}. Therefore baby showers? Bridal showers? Eh. Not my thing.

I am a spontaneous individual and when I have my heart set on something? I get it. Okay, not even my heart, just my eyes. I make it happen, someway... somehow.

I can't fake laugh for the life of me. So if you make me laugh? You get a cookie.

I take customer service very seriously. So. When I have a bad experience? I make it well known.

And when I have great customer service? I am that 50-100% tipper.

Growing up, I wanted to be an assortment of professions... a teacher, a doctor, a lawyer. But deep in my heart, I always knew what I wanted to do most was be a mom.
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And that is about all of the dirty laundry I can gather on myself.

Until next time.

I remember when.... A glimpse of my past, and a hope for my children.

2012-05-28T08:00:00.000-04:00

When I wore a dress that looked like a "wedding" dress to my senior Prom.

does buying it at David's Bridal mean that it was in fact a wedding dress? ;)

When I went with my two best friends to France for two weeks.... just because.

And no one told me it would be in the 50's in July there. So? I resorted to black pants... all the time.

Graduation day. A picture that encompasses the people I spent all of my days in high school with.

When my husband dressed up as Bristol Palin for halloween. And me as a .... pirate hooker?

And then, I, the pirate hooker, tried to deliver my husband, Bristol Palin's baby.

In true republican fashion.

I remember being a blonde.

for approximately 3 days

I remember my 21st birthday.. when my best friends went out to the bars with me with their fake ID's.
And we spent it in Louisville.

I remember when my husband grew a stupid ridiculous beard

And that time I tried, or did, bite my husband's butt cheeks in Qudoba.

Oh and the time that I found my home. My real home.

The time I went out to dinner and drank a whole bottle of wine. By myself. 30 minutes later, we took this picture.

and 10 minutes later... I was puking...

The time we took our bedroom door off in our apartment to play a game... a game of ping ball.

The time I went to NYC with my two best friends and had a tab of over a couple thousand dollars? Who knows. We didn't pay.

And when I went on Spring Break with a bunch of girls I barely knew {except one}.

I remember how in love I was with the self timer function.

And our trip to Vegas... which I will never forget.

And every May... going to the Derby

And how our dog, was "our baby"

And finally. The day. The day we got engaged... the day our new lives would soon begin.

I remember all these great times I had in college. Times with my best friends. Times with my husband {then boyfriend}. I remember living life carefree. No worry in the world {except making sure I make it to class at least once a week}. Life was fun. Life was full of pictures. Life was full of lots of smiles, and laughs, and memories that I would never want to take back. Ever.

I want my children to see these pictures. To see how important it is to make sure you live your young life the right way. I want that for them. To experience their youth. To have their time.

When I watch shows like 16 and pregnant. I think of all these pictures {plus some}. I think of all the college times and all the memories. And it saddens me. To think. That there are young women out there that will never get to experience their youth. Ever.

So to my children. Work hard in school. Be determined. Driven. Find your passion.

But also?

Be young. Live life. And never regret.

Having a family, having children is the most rewarding thing in life. I wouldn't go back to college for one second if I got a chance. But? I had that chance. And I lived it while I had it. And now? I'm at the greatest point in my life.

You'll be there.

But for now?

Be young. Be you. Be happy.

My Water Baby

2012-05-25T08:00:00.000-04:00

While in Chicago, we took Elliana swimming for the very first real time. She had been to the pool multiple times last summer, including my parents and our neighborhood pool. We even had a little kiddie pool that she had been in on many hot summer days. And all those times? She loved the water.

But I wasn't sure how she would do now. Almost a year later. Colder water. More aware of her surroundings. Larger, more unfamiliar space.

I'm proud to say she did awesome.
And she's been doing fabulous in swim lessons.
Cries every time we have to get out.
Screams.

Oh, my little water baby.

A quick Thursday Update, with pictures y'all.

2012-05-24T08:00:00.000-04:00

This will be a quick post as I am at my parent's house unwinding and trying to squeeze something in seeing as how we are still cable-less and internet-less at mi casa.

Just a reminder; we cancelled ATT uverse a couple of days ago. We, as in me, because of it's gawd-awful connection and service. It's been a long time coming, and finally, I let them have it.

So? As of tomorrow? We will be comcast owners.

And you know what.... no cable or internet for a few days? Didn't even notice. However, I do need to catch up on the Bachelorette once the box is working. I need to get the 411 on these guys and the drama.

Moving right along.

It has been a gorgeous week around these parts. The weather has been amazing, and Elliana and I, and papa when he is home from work, have spent most of our time outdoors.

We got new pots to hang for our front porch.

We put Carson in Elliana's car. He loved it for all its worth.

We sat around on the drive way while eating watermelon and watching the cars beep beep right on by.

Go on walks around the neighborhood, hand in hand.

Splash in the pool.

Soaking in the rays.

Going on wagon rides with our favorite cousin {my nephew}.

Sitting in buckets.

Riding our bikes.

Running through sprinklers.

Then passing out in the car from all the heat exhaustion.

When we are indoors, we do fun things too..... probably not as fun as being outside. But you know, we compromise.

So.

Elli helps me cook. In other words... eats the food while mama cooks.

We watch baby videos. Of baby E... of course.

Take enormously {must be a word} bubble baths.

Text the husband, and get sweet responses back.

Eat crack.... in the form of hazelnut spread on a cracker.

Take pictures before mama goes to work.

Take trips to grandma's house so mama and papa can go on a hot steamy date... aka the movies.

Go shopping and buy cute dresses, like this one.

And this one.

And being plain.... happy.

So that is the gist of our week. Lots of sunshine and smiles.
What else is new.

Now.

Was that enough pictures for you all?

Anyone else noticed I hadn't posted a picture since... last Thursday?

What is this world coming to.

A Letter to Elliana

2012-05-23T08:00:00.000-04:00

5.08.12

Dear Elliana,

It's been a while since I've written you a letter. I know I write them monthly, but I feel as though these kind of letters are different. Just my thoughts... to you. At this moment in time. At this stage in our life.

The now.

And the now? Is me sitting on my break at work with a large cup of ice in hand and this strong urge to write. To you. My sweet precious baby daughter.

I can't ever stop thinking about you. I'm with you all day. Every moment of every day. We are each other's best friend. And yet... the minute you are sleeping, I think about you even more.

I think about how you're sleeping. Whether you are nuzzled up at the far end, or closer to the door. Whether you are cradling your blanket or your stuffed animals. If your mouth is open or closed. And your sweet baby cheeks. Oh those sweet baby cheeks.

If I could just hold you forever and kiss on those cheeks, I would be complete.

I love you so much Elliana. You are my world. Our world. You have done things to us, our lives, and our hearts, that I never thought would be possible.

Every day with you is a new adventure. Every day with you is a challenge to make it better than the last. Every day is so special, unique, and everything I ever hoped and dreamed of in motherhood.

I could kiss you all day. I could hug you for eternity. I could spend every minute of every day showing you just how much I love you.

So that's that. That's all I wanted to say.

I love you.
I love you.
I love you.

May I always show you just how much.

Love,
Mama.

p.s. Happy 1.5 years old my tiny precious baby

Random Tidbits. Confessional. Whatever you want to call it.

2012-05-22T08:00:00.000-04:00

-My husband cannot conserve wipes. He has to use at least 2-3 for each diaper change. And if it's a large poopy one? It's more like 10. And during those large poopy ones, you would think he was speed racing to the finish line. It's so sporadic and nuts.

-That being said. My husband is a mad good diaper changer. Me? I'm not the greatest. Like. Really. They turn out crooked, and half her butt cheek can be seen. So I will go ahead and give him credit there.

-I am terrible at answering my phone. I screen calls. I ignore things. I am just bad. I shouldn't even have a smartphone. I might as well have one of those nokia, no texting, no internet phones. And you know what? I would survive.

-I am a terrible dog owner. Bad. I hate taking him out, and I sometimes forget that they need to eat and drink before 6pm. I mean seriously, call the dog police on me. I have surely violated the law in some way or another.

-I am slowly x'ing twitter out of my life. It really is pointless and wasting too much of my time. So besides logging in here and there, I will most likely be absent from it.

-Instagram I love though. Does that surprise anyone one bit? Please say no. For the love of pictures... I will forever love pictures. Fine me @frommrstomama.

-I was a bit annoyed reading over and over and over about Jessica Simpson and lord forbid weight she gained. The media talked. The public talked. Moms talked. I read some really nasty stuff, and I was kind of shocked by it. I'm not sure why so many people were focusing on numbers. She's pregnant. Let her be pregnant.... but again, she's a "celebrity" and I guess those people never get a chance to breathe right. Yet alone be pregnant the "right" way.

-Which brings me to Snookie. Okay. I get it. She's not the most "ideal" mother. But who is? Don't answer that. Really. I believe motherhood can change people. I believe that no one can really know what kind of mother she will be until she is one. Why do I say this? Because the love that a child brings into a mother's heart is like nothing out there. No words can describe. No one person can explain it to another. It just is. And if she feels this love, the way a mother does... believe me, she will be a good mom. Regardless of what people have to say about her. No one has even given her a chance.

-I haven't brought a coupon to the grocery store in a long long {we're talking almost a year} time. Why? Because we buy a lot of organic, natural, healthy food. And that? Well that doesn't come with a coupon. Unfortunately

-I do however have boxes {the size of multiple humans} full of Christmas presents 2012... all I got for... Free. Jackets, shoes, coats, clothes, blankets, toys, kitchen supplies, books. Yes. Christmas is going to be fun this year.

-I have a really bad mouth at work. Really bad.

-I haven't gotten my hair cut since Elliana was.. I don't know... a baby? 9 months old? Lets just say... its been too long I'm pretty sure my hair stopped growing. Yes, that long. -I cancelled our AT&T uverse yesterday because it is the worst service known to man kind. Unfortunately I haven't called the new cable/Internet company so no blogging for me for a week! -today is my hot mama's birthday! Happy birthday mom I love you thissssssssssss much. Xoxox

On eating organic

2012-05-21T09:15:00.000-04:00

Two years ago, if you had told me that I would buy something, just one thing, organic... I would have laughed at you.

One year ago, if you would have said that the majority {90%} of the food that was in our home was organic, I would have said no way.

You see, before having my child, I was very much against the word. You know, ORGANIC. Whenever I heard the word, whenever I saw the food, I would just cringe. Why, I would ask? Why were people so obssessed with organic, and why on earth were the falling for it.

The organic spell. The trick. The hoax. They were falling for the peer pressure, the media, and all the crap that everyone was feeding into them about the food, or lets say, poison that they are putting into
their bodies.

I recall even saying that I would NEVER be one of those people.

My thing was... we've been eating this food for years. I''ve turned out fine. Health wise? Probably more than fine. I can maybe count on one hand how many times I had been sick all m life. So poison? Psh, I don't believe it. Not fooling me.

And then my daughter came around. My precious beautiful daughter. And Andrew and I started to watch what we ate as far as "health" is concerned. I had always watched what I ate, but I think we were just much more conscious about it. We wanted to eat healthy so that we were doing what was best for our bodies as well as our daughter.

And then when my daughter was of age to start introducing her to real human food, the research began. I was so focused on what was in her food. What I was giving her and to me, I wanted nothing but the best.

So from the beginning, I made all her food. And most of her food that I had bought to make it was organic. Anything that I could find that said Organic on it, I bought it.

And so when she turned 1 and we transitioned her from breastmilk to cow's milk, I automatically started her on organic, grass-fed cow's milk. No questions asked.

But here we were, Andrew and myself, still drinking regular skim cow's milk.

And one day it hit me... why aren't we doing it as well? The organic thing. Why am I not as concerned about whether or not it was organic if we were consuming it?

That's when things changed. Slowly the "regular" food was running out was quickly replaced with organic. Organic milk. Organic bread. Organic eggs. Organic vegetables and fruit. Organic cereal. Organic oatmeal. Organic yogurt. And the list goes on and on.

And now I sit here today, and I am proud of these changes. Really happy for my family, and excited for this new lifestyle that we have incorporated into our home.

Do I think it's best and only way? I'm not sure. Do we go crazy about what we eat outside of our home? Not at all. Do we splurge and treat ourselves to a yummy non-organic treat from time to time? Why yes, we're only human. And will I ever read those crazy-health-nut-books that tell you that everything you eat is basically going to kill you? No, no thank you.

But am I happy with the decision I have made for my family? Absolutely.

Hands down, it is one of the best decisions I have ever made for our family.
One of the most expensive...

But definitely one of the best.

TIME out Attachment Parenting.

2012-05-18T08:00:00.001-04:00

I wasn't going to write a post about this, however
I feel like this has been one hot topic that no one seems to be able to stop talking about.

First things first, the actual Time magazine article? The part about "Are you MOM enough" wasn't what bothered me. To me, it's a title, that goes along with a picture, that were both set forth to grab your attention. And wouldn't you say, it did just that?

Why does the title not bother me? Because again, its a title of a magazine article. There are many titles, articles, blogs, or generalized statements that I read on a daily basis that I may not agree with. But do I actually let it affect me, let it get me all boiled up, and go as far as let it question the state of my mothering skills?

Absolutely not.

Second, lets talk about the actual picture on the magazine title.

Google it if you would like to see the real image.

Of course it is a very slender, attractive, young mother who has her pre-schooler {NOT toddler as they like to refer} standing on a stool so that he has access to her breast in which he turns his face to the camera and gives us a smug look that leaves you going "Hmm.. I feel like I shouldn't be seeing this." Because you shouldn't.

Breastfeeding is a beautiful thing. I get it. I know, I breastfed for a year and took multiple pictures while doing so and would send them to the husband. Mainly because I would giggle knowing he would be opening them up at work and his face would get bright red. But? It was always private. Between me and my husband.

However, this picture does not portray breastfeeding as beautiful in any shape or form. In fact, in this picture, I am going to gaurantee the kid is not actually breastfeeding, but... just breast attached. Therefore no actual breastfeeding is involved, and therefore that leaves us with a pre-schooler with his mouth around his mom's breast. That? Not only is not beautiful, but very inappropriate.

I'm going to go as far as to say that this was one of hundreds of pictures snapped, all while the producers are telling the kid "okay turn this way, now look up, no down, don't smile... just look at the camera."

Really. This is how we want our society to view breastfeeding?

So the aim of this article was to get our attention right? Well attention it go. I'm not sure who thought that this article, especially the image on the front, would be a positive influence on our society and their views on breastfeeding.... but if anything, it had the complete opposite affect. It is exactly why our society is so shunned by the topic alone.

Lastly, lets talk about this attachment parenting. I believe in it. I breastfed. I baby wore. I would attend to every one of Elliana's cries and needs. I nurtured her. I even attempted the baby sleeping in bed with us sometimes, however, she was not into it one bit. I BELIEVE in attachment parenting.

However, lets draw some boundaries here. There is a difference in attachment parenting with a BABY, or TODDLER, then there is an actual pre-schooler. Yes, again friends, a pre-schooler. Lets set that straight.

At what point do you say enough is enough? At what point do you say that perhaps these parents are doing this for them and not actually for their children. At what point in time do you realize that maybe they are the ones that aren't ready and not the actual child that they claim just can't give it up? And at what age do your realize that perhaps you have crossed the line in this attachment parenting philosophy?

I'm pro breastfeeding. Lets emphasis that again. I am pro breastfeeding for the benefits it has on the child's health and the bonding between the mother and her baby. I am NOT pro breastfeeding when it no longer has any benefit to the child anymore and is simply a mechanism to hold onto something that is no longer there. A baby that has grown and depends on us less. And at what age would that be? I don't have the answer to that. I'm not the one to decide that. However, 4-5 years old seems a little... much.

Do I think one is a bad mother for doing so? No. Do I think she loves her child any less than you, or I, love our children? Absolutely not. I have no doubt that these mothers love their children whole heartedly. However, I do believe that they are holding onto a stage in their life that has come and gone.

And before you run off screaming on the top of your lungs... "judging mom!" just know that there is no debate on whether or not these mothers are good mothers. The debate is whether this is actually beneficial to the child. And like in any debate, there is no right or wrong. Merely opinions on where one stands on a topic.

My stance? Breastfeeding grown children is not what it takes to raise our children right.

The thing is, we teach our children how to be independent, strong, motivated. How to communicate. Problem solve. Stand out in this world. We teach them the power of hard work and determination. The importance of kindness in this world. We teach them love and happiness. We work hard as parents to mold our children. Love our children. And care for our children.

The message sent by this article that breastfeeding our pre-schoolers and school-aged children will in turn make them a well-behaved, happy, non-bullying child is absolutely insane.

Whatever happened to just cuddling up with your child in their bed at night and reading them bedtime stories. Rocking them to sleep. Kissing their foreheads. And whispering I love you?

Or is that not "mom" enough anymore?

Thursday Randoms, giveaway winner, the Bachelorette, and MORE!

2012-05-17T07:00:00.000-04:00

1. Do you have any questions for me? Dying to know something related to my life, nursing, motherhood, what I eat. Ask away. I'll even vlog about it.

2. Mothers day. Elliana got me roses and a card and meals cooked all day, and sleep! I actually had to work all weekend, however, my parents came over on Sunday and we grilled out and enjoyed each others company before I had to go to work. It was very nice. Not to mention, the food was absolutely amazing.

3. I love that everyone keeps sending me pictures of bud light lime and the new bud light lime-rita. Keep em coming! In fact, I think I'm going to make a collage of these pictures... so take them and send them my way frommrstomama@gmail.com

4. TIME magazine, are you MOM enough? Right. I'm sure you all have heard about it. Want to know what I think about it? Come back Friday.

5. The wagon riding is out of control these days. I have a post written for you guys telling you all about it. In the meantime, check out my beauty in the wind.

6. Speaking of posts. I have 21 posts done and scheduled.

7. Can we talk about a big girl room? Its in the works. I have all these ideas going through my head. But right now, I am transforming old furniture that is sitting in our garage and once completed it will be going into E's room.

8. It is very rare that we are able to snatch up one of those car carts at the grocery store. But when I see one? All for it. This child grins from ear to ear and turns the wheel side to side and absolutely LOVES it.

9. Elli recently received a package full of goodies from The Hair Bow Company. She got a new pink pettiskirt, hairbows, leggings, and a big flower clips. Lots of pink goodness. Of course she insisted on me putting on the pettiskirt right away. She loves to dance around in those. Please go and check out this company. I am very impressed with the pricing... and we all know, I like myself a good deal :)

10. Blog2PRINT giveaway winner, please email me ...frommrstomama@gmail.com

11. Bachelorette, Emily!! Started Monday! Did you guys watched? Husband and I totally did, as it is our tradition to do so. I think Emily is drop dead gorgeous and such a southern lady {although I didn't like her on the reunion during the Brad season... however, there are reasons for the way that she was}. So now? I again love her. But. Can we please talk about the selection of guys? Eek. Terrible. I mean seriously, ABC. This is the best you could come up? Emily could find a better guy off the street. BUT, we shall see.

12. Britney Spears on the XFACTOR?! Say it isn't so! LOVE.

13. American Idol...... can we have Phillip Phillips win and call it a day? Please. But in all honesty... all three are amazing... they all have amazing voices. As far as talent though? It's all PHILLIP!

14. I want to go see What to Expect When You're Expecting so bad! It looks like its going to be SOO good!

15. Have I mentioned how much I love getting emails from you guys? From the long, heartfelt ones... to simple one sentence ones like these....

they seriously make my day.

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Scheduled Posts
Friday: TIME out. Are you breastfeeding your teen yet?
Monday: On Eating Organic
Tuesday: Tidbits about me
Wednesday: Letter to Elliana
Thursday: Thursday Randoms

VLOG; What I'm thankful for

2012-05-16T07:57:00.000-04:00

Who is this person? I am again linking up with House of Rose for her weekly Stop and Smell the Roses Vlog link-up, where you stop... and smell the roses. And tell us what you're thankful for this week!

Disclaimers
-Four minutes long.... I'm a talker.
-I say um too many times to count, and too embarrassed to admit.
-I again look like I'm on fire on my still shot.
-Check out my amazing editing skills.... improving by the week..... I'll be a movie maker before you know it.
-I get distracted easily. Wouldn't you?
-Which in turn... I forget where I am at... easily.

www.walgreens.com- have made 10+ books from here
www.blurb.com- in the making

800-1000+ pictures per book
150 pages
8.5 x11 hardback
awesome quality.

Walgreens has deals going on often, however, you have to check back every week to find the BEST deal. If it says 30% off photobooks though, that means photobooks up to 20 pages. Anything over does not get discounted. However, when they have 50% off all gifts , this will take 50% off your total order, regardless of the amount of pages. So be aware of the wording.

I highly recommend to anyone. Like I said in the video.

Happy Wednesday! Now go make a video and link up with House of Rose!

p.s. who else hates listening to themselves on video. awkward.

18 months of lots of Love.

2012-05-15T08:00:00.001-04:00

Dear Elliana,

A year and a half old. That's a big deal. That means we are 6 months away from the big TWO birthday. And to say I am shocked, saddened, and overwhelmed would be putting it lightly. But in reality, really, truly, this is just the best times of our lives. Watching you grow into this beautiful little girl has been a complete joy. Although I always miss each baby stage, I enjoy the next even more.

Your papa and I are always so shocked by the amount of love that we have for you. Sometimes we sit at the dinner table and we just talk about how much we love you. Over and over again. Because its true. You make us a family. You have given us this permanent bond that strengthens us, inspires us, and motivates us to be the best parents we can be to you.

Thank you for being you, smiling every day, and showing us unconditional love.

We love you, forever and ever, to infinity and beyond.

Love, Mama and Papa.

18 month clothes
Size 5 shoe
Size 4 diapers
Weighs 24 pounds
Approximately 33 inches tall.

Loves to say "Caw-seeen" multiple times a day, clear as day. How come the dog gets called by his name more than mama? I get it out of you here and there, but you just smirk when I ask you to say it. You know it bothers me... yet, you still do it. Tricky child.

You love to give mama spontateous kisses all the time, multiple times a day. You have always been a kissy child, but now you won't give kisses on demand. Just random. Sometimes when I am laying on the couch, you will walk up to me and give me a kiss. Sometimes when you are in your crib you will kneel down and put your face through the crib and plant me a kiss. Its so random, and I think that is why I appreciate it that much more.

You squeel when you see papa's car pull in the driveaway when he gets home from work. Its so fun to watch you run up to him with joy. The two loves of my life.

You say "Busss" whenever you see the bus drive by. Or if you hear a truck outside that sounds like a bus, you'll run to the window waiting to watch it drive by. Sometimes, often times, on the weekends you will ask about the bus. Mama has to remind you that there is no school on Saturday and Sundays.

When you hear the camera click on your camera toy you say "Cheeese"

You say your "Byes" so funny. Its so drawn out. "Bah-Byeeeeee"
When you see the bunny that has bubbles in it, you say "Boubbbles"

Words you can say: Carseeen{ Carson, your dog}, Dawwwseeen{ Dawson, your cousin}, go go go, cheeeese, baaan {banana}, mama, papa, baaubles {bubbles}. cwak {clock}. ddjuuice {juce- aka WATER}. seeet {sit}, shoooww {show}, shooee {shoe}, door, caaar {car}, hiii, bah byeee, teeeese {cheese}, bussss {bus}, pwweeety {pretty}, tooorrtle {turtle}, cat, hawt {hot}, go away, toeees, bath, and all the others I've mentioned in previous months.

We will have your 18 month well visit at the end of the month {or early next month}.

Like I said before, just a couple teeth are left coming in, otherwise all the spaces are filled for now. I can't believe we survived teeth without any issues. You never woke up in the middle of the night crying. You never fussed. You never rejected food {besides your usual dinner rejections}, and you were overall always happy and chipper. You drooled a lot though. That's for sure.

You've been into sitting on top of everything. On top of your toy chest. On top of your toy bucket. On top of the toilet. In the cabinet. Its your thing these days.

You're starting to get more excited when other loved ones come around. Even if mama is around. So you don't cling as much to me and are more open to going to them. Lately Grandma P has been coming over often, and you just squeeel with joy.

You still love jibber jabbering on the phone and more random phone calls. You know how to slide the iphone to unlock it, open the contact list, press the call contact, put on speaker phone, and then hang up when you are finished. Pretty sure you know how to work technology better than some people I know.

You absolutely love when we sing the ABC's, twinkle twinkle little star, the itsy bitsy spider. You put your fingers together like I do for the spider and then give me the biggest cheeese.

Speaking of cheese, you are LOVING cheese as a snack. You ask for it, and then convulse until I give it to you. Cheese lover.

You are a much better eater this month. Dinners have been easier, and you no longer refuse meat like you used to. And you have taken a liking to deli sandwiches.

We started swim lessons this past month and you are LOVING them. You cry when we have to get out and you are one happy baby when we are in it. Lots of songs and dancing around in the water. You're not exactly the fan of the dipping you in the water though. Prissy little thing you are.

We got our passport pictures done and the funniest thing of this day was when the lady noted how big your head was. And mine. And how papa had a "perfectly porpotionate head." Why thank you sweet lovely lady. What she really meant to say is that our heads were BEAUTIFUL. Yes.

We look forward to seeing what the next month has to offer.

I have a feeling lots of warm weather, bathing suits, and swimming pools.

Yes, bliss.

When You Have A Child....

2012-05-14T08:00:00.000-04:00

When you have a child, the beginning of your story unravels,
and a previous chapter in your life closes.

When you have a child, it's no longer about you,
your dreams, your needs, or your interests.

When you have a child, your priorities change.
You think differently. You plan. Prioritize. And focus on the important things in life.

When you have a child, you can't possibly imagine your world without them.
A day without watching them laugh. Watching them learn. Watch them discover life. Their smiles and their laughs. And their tender moments of affection.

When you have a child, that child is yours. And you are theirs.
And the two of you belong together.

So when I hear about a mom or dad that walk out on their child... I'm left wondering...
Why.... How...

And surely this can't be.

Source: Uploaded by user via Sarah on Pinterest

Because to me. A child is it. IT. You can't put into words what a child does to a parent. A mother. You can't put into words the love that is so strong that the saying your heart might burst out of your chest really means just that...

From love. The emotions. The overwhelming feeling of wanting to just hold your child every minute of every day for the rest of your life. And never let go.

But some do. Literally. Walk Away. Or they are placed in situations where they child is taken away, maybe because of another parent, maybe the state. Maybe because they are "tired" of this new life. Maybe they meet someone new. Maybe, they didn't know how to love you. Whatever the reason, they walk away.

Just like that.

And their life moves on.

Source: Uploaded by user via Sarah on Pinterest

How I ask.
How does one live every day without their child.

How do they breath.

How do they live with themselves.
Knowing.
Somewhere out there a piece of them is walking, talking, breathing, growing.

And they miss it all.

I know because my own biological father let my mother take me and my brother to move to the United States, and he did it by signing the papers in exchange for some money from my mom.

And although it has never, and I repeat never affected me in any shape or form {I'm one of the lucky few}, I have to sit and ask this question again.

How is that possible?

source

Now that I am a mother. Now that I know what it is like to love someone with every ounce of your body and soul. Now that I know.... I'm left wondering. Questioning. Confused.

Although that child may live without you.
Although that child may find a life full of happiness.
Although that child may not spend a single day of their life thinking about you...

I know because I am that child.

But as a parent. I ask.....

How do you live without your child, knowing, they are somewhere out there.
How do you find happiness in your life knowing a part of you is missing.
How can you possibly not spend every day of your life thinking about them... contacting them... fighting for that relationship.

How?
This.
I will never understand.

Being a Mother.....

2012-05-13T08:42:00.000-04:00

We hear a lot about how being a mother is hard.

How the children can wear you out.

Stress you out.

Knock you down.

We hear a lot about how being a mother is challenging.

That sometimes we don't know what to do.

Or if what we do is right or wrong.

Or are we even doing enough?

We hear a lot about how being a mother is a JOB.

That we have to work at it.

Our hours never end.

And we don't get a monetary salary for what we do.

We hear a lot about how being a mother is frustrating.

The lack of communication.

The not knowing why.

The not knowing how, when, or where.

Sometimes... just the not knowing.

Hard. Challenging. A JOB. Frustrating. When I hear those words? I can't help but disagree

I get it. Why the words are said. And how they are said. I get that every situation is different. Every household goes through different obstacles. I get it. We are all unique as mothers, and no one situation is the same.

But when I think of the meaning of a mother...

I think of all the wonderful things that it stands for.

Natural. Rewarding. A BLESSING. Opportunity for growth.

Natural versus hard?

Being a mother isn't hard. LIFE is hard.

Everything else that prevents us from being the best mothers we push ourselves to be, THAT'S hard. Our careers. Friendships, or lack of. Finances. House chores. Our health.

Those can be defined as hard.

But mothering? Its natural, which in turn makes it easy.

We were born to do this.

Its in our blood and our soul.

We just have to believe in ourselves and somehow figure out the balance with the other roles in our life.

Rewarding versus Challenging?

Being a mother is not challenging, unless we let it be challenging.

Its rewarding.

As mothers, we are obligated to figure out the why, when, where, and how.

And we are looked at to "make things happen."

To know the answer to everything.

And as a result, we view things like potty training and educating our children as challenging.

Knowing that our children are entrusting us to teach them the tools of survival.

To walk, to talk, and problem solve.

They are entrusting us to meet their basic needs. To love and nurture them.

And in return, they show us this unconditional love that no other human on earth can give us.

And that is rewarding more than anything else.

A Blessing versus a Job.

Mothering is not a job. It is not a career. It is not a business.

Being a mother is a blessing.

We are blessed to have the hours with our children that we do.

We are blessed to watch them grow, learn, and develop into this little human.

We are blessed with something that no money, reward, or salary could ever compare to.

We are blessed with their life, and knowing that we created this human.

Opportunity for growth vs frustrating?

It can be frustrating when you don't get something the first time.

Sure, it can be frustrating when you are up every couple of hours with a crying baby forgetting what a good nights rest actually feels like.

It can be frustrating when you have tried every outlet and nothing seems to work out.

Frustrating. I get it.

But one of the beautiful parts of motherhood is that we are always growing. We are always running into opportunities that strengthen us and make us better mothers.

For all the sleepless nights, teething months, and daily tantrums, let us remember that these too shall pass.

This is what I think of a mother.

What I think of my own mother.

What I think of my husband's mother.

And their mothers.

And me as a mother.

I think how this world couldn't survive without mothers.

How special and unique each of these women really are.

And how the bond between a mother and her child{ren} is like nothing else in this world.

The frustrating, challenging, hard moments are few and far between. They are merely road blocks put in place to challenge you and your family. They too shall pass.

Motherhood is natural, rewarding, a blessing, and full of opportunities for growth.

Motherhood is the greatest gift that the Lord has ever given me.

Happy Mother's day to all the mothers out there.

A special Happy Mother's day to my own mama and my mother-in-law, Kim.

Day Three Chicago. The Tantrums of All Time.

2012-05-11T08:00:00.000-04:00

As soon as we woke up, I knew today was going to be a better day. Why? Because we slept better. All of us. The baby included. She may have started in our bed... but she was quickly transported to the pack n play and was out within seconds. Next, we needed to figure out today's plan.

We were uncertain about the weather, as the sky was grey and the forecast was predicting showers, so our plans to take the kids to the zoo was up in the air.

A few minutes after waking up though, I received a text from Jody to see if we wanted to go grab some starbucks.

Starbucks? Sure! Why not.

So. Bummin' it and all, we got the baby girl dressed, got ourselves a little bit presentable, grabbed Elliana's breakfast {banana and cereal with milk} and headed out the door. Starbucks was literally right across the street {what isn't in Chicago?}.

After placing our orders, we took our food and drinks and headed down to a litle sit-in-area a couple blocks down the street. And after scarfing it down like animals, we sat on the benches and let the girls roam around.

Okay, who am I kidding here. There was no sitting around on benches. Those girls are fast and wild.

So a lot of running around. A lot of picture taking, and a lot of laughter was heard. And "Elliana NO. Don't go there."

And then, instead of going back to our rooms, my husband decided that it would be a great idea to roam around downtown Chicago. So a-roaming we went. And then he saw the John Hancock building, and he decided that we shall go there too. So there we went. And then we paid money for it. People actually pay money to go on top of a building? I guess they do. Which meant, we did too. So we paid, and we went, and we saw how beautiful Chicago truly was. And beautiful it is.

And then it was time to go. And the tantrum came on. Oh mother of all tantrums here we go again. Apparantely Elliana wanted to camp out on the top of John Hancock and call it a day. Seriously.

The unfortunate part of this tantrum is that we were stuck. Physically stuck. We had to wait in a line. A line for the elevators to take us downstairs. And we were at the end of the line with a toddler in hand doing sumersaults in my arms all while screaming bloody murder.

Oh joy. Lucky me.

Here's the catch though. The one time it benefits you to have a child throwing a fit. Because those little old ladies moved us right up the line and said our elevator was waiting for us. Of course it was. In other words the ladies wanted my child OUT of there.

So after enduring what I thought might have been one of the worst traumatic experiences to date, we were all okay. We survived. In fact, we were ready to go home, take a nice little nap, wake up and do it all over again.

And we did just that.

After our nap we went on a little shopping spree and then called it a day.

The Grundstrom's had plans with their family to go out to dinner, and we had plans with Andrew's sister and her husband to go out to dinner. We said our goodbyes to our friends not knowing that this would be the last time we would see them on this trip.

Dinner was fun. It's always fun when we get together with these two. Elliana loves her auntie and Uncle B. LOVES them. And we ate some mighty good food and we finished it off with one delicious scrumptious plate of dessert. We had a variety, of course. And we munched like it was 1999 {whatever that means}.

By 9pm my eyes were drifting, my body was exhausted, and I was ready to call it a night. It's amazing how days like this can really wear you down physically. And in the past, I would have laughed at myself. Now?

Sleep is a glorious event to me.

When we woke up Sunday morning, we found that our friends had left a couple hours prior as they had a much longer drive than us. Sad faced, but understanding, we realized that it was time for us to hit the road too.

So throwing everything in the million bags we did, and we were out of there in record time.

Can I just add in here... it was 45 dollars for parking PER NIGHT. Yes. $135 dollars to park my car in a spot... hello... can I get a massage with that por favor? The least they could do for robbing me. Amazing what Chicago can get away with... bastards.

But in the end, this trip was everything we had anticpated plus more.

I made a mommy friend.
Andrew made a daddy friend.
Elli made a girlfriend.
We had a nice relaxing little family mini-vacation.
Took lots of wonderful pictures.
Ate great food.
Laughed a lot.

me and my flippin thumbs up. way to ruin a good picture :_

And we made a friendship that I believe will last a lifetime.

All I have to say....

I can't wait to do this again. That and....

don't mind my stupid ridiculous shirt riding up to my boob. just about.

"Honey.. was I right, or was I right?"

Thursday Randoms and more.

2012-05-10T07:59:00.001-04:00

-I am loving this weather. Except it's a bit wishy washy. One day it's 80 and Elliana and I are splish splashing in her baby pool outside. And the next its in the 60s and we have our jackets on and hanging out at the park. Regardless, I am loving all this outdoor weather. And it gets me so excited for summer.

-Have you entered the TURN YOUR BLOG INTO A BOOK GIVEAWAY yet? If not, go! Winner will be announced on Monday. Someone please enter my name for me ;)

-Flashback. Sometimes its really fun to just look back on old school pictures. Like this one below. Of me, my mama, and my brother. I think we look alike, no? This was on graduation day {from Purdue}. And on a side note... I want to color my hair that dark again. Do we all agree?

Carson is always bombing the pictures.

-Vlog. I have on for you guys next Wednesday. Yes. Also thinking about doing a Q&A vlog. What do we think?

-Go congratulate this mama on finding out the sex of her baby! She is the absolute cutest pregnant mama I know. Hands down.

-Elliana turned 18 months last week. In other words, 1.5 years. Aka 6 months away from age two. Did I really just say that? Yes. Yes. I did. Her 18 month post is coming next week. In the meantime, here are some big girl pictures.

-When I cook spaghetti I like to do the old school test. You know. The one where you throw the noodle on the wall. That test. I do this for a couple of reasons. One, because it works and its fun. And two, because the husband gets so irritated by it. Unfortunately, I completely forgot about it and by the time I took it off... the paint came off with the noodle. Ooops.

---Elliana's sass is just killing me these days. She cracks me up left and right. From the moment I wake up to the minute I put her to bed. It is never dull or boring in this household with this child. And she is always full of smiles and laughs and overall just so happy. I couldn't have asked for anything more. Also, I just cannot believe how long her hair is getting. It's past her shoulders! I can't wait to watch it grow.

-Turkey meatballs recipe. This is the best one to date. I absolutely love it. It's super easy, and I had all the ingredients in my house already. The only thing I didn't have was the pecorino romono {romano what?!}. So I just doubled the parmesan that I put in there to make up for the cheese aspect {half a cup instead of 1/4 of a cup}. It was pure perefection.

-Lately, Elliana has been getting more and more Carson obsessed. This dog can't catch a break. As soon as she wakes up she looks for him. When we get home, she runs to his cage. If he's on one couch, she climbs up and sits on him. He tries to move to another couch. She follows. And back again. And it's just a vicious cycle. And she thinks he is the greatest thing ever. Sigh.

-Scheduled Posts

Friday: Day 3 {final day} in Chicago recap.
Monday: When you have a child.
Tuesday: Happy 18 months
Wednesday: Vlog; What I'm Thankful For.
Thursday: Thursday Randoms
Friday: My water baby.

Day Two. Friday. Chicago.

2012-05-09T08:00:00.001-04:00

Ah yes, day two. Lets start with where we left off. {Day ONE can be found here}

No sleep. For me and the toddler. I think we were up about every hour just tossing and turning so there wasn't much uninterrupted sleep to be had. Not much at all.

But we woke up refreshed. Happy. Excited. And somehow, not sure how, re-energized.

The relaxing chill energy didn't last long, as I quickly realized we needed to get our butts moving and actually shower and get ready for the day especially since by this time Jody was texting me at this point... "Sheesh, still getting ready." And Andy {Jody's husband} even set out bate by the connecting door to get us moving. My shoe that I left in their room the night before.

Silly Andy, I bring a bag full of shoes.

However they were right, and we finally got finished getting ready, gathered our things, put the car seats in one car, and headed on the road.

Two babies in one car.

I'm not sure how Kennedy felt about some other toddler invading her vehicle. And Elliana was all sorts confused. But both? Cute as can be.

Andy used the navigation to get us to our destination... The Shedd Aquarium. However, the navigation must have had too much to drink the night before because it was definitely not taking us where we needed to be. A U turn later and a little brainstorming between the two men up front and we were finally there.

Us and the population of China.

We thought that by us going on a Friday, we were making a smart decision. Who would be there on a Friday versus Saturday right? Well. We didn't consider all the little kiddies and their school trips. Everyone's gotta see the fishes in Chicago.

The aquarium was fun. The different kinds of fish were interesting to look at, as I had never seen anything like it. The girls enjoyed them as well. We were also able to see a few dolphins and the walrus.

We roamed around looking at all the sea animals for a while when finally we realized we were starved and it was definitely time to get something in our bellies.

I think the boys {the men} were sold when they saw the red velvet as big as your head cupcake at this little cafe in the aquarium.

And as I am trying to give husband my order the tantrum begins. The full on SCREAMING from my little precious angel Elliana. Oh JOY. I was zipping out of there at the speed of light. Jody following, because she's a great friend. Because she's also a mom. Because she gets it.

Once the babies get some food in them {including the adults}, we enjoy the outdoors and let the kiddos run around like wild animals. Chasing birds. Chasing each other. Chasing the daddies. The other little baby around us.

And then out of nowhere... tantrum number two begins. And this one is fierce. FIERCE. Need I remind you, we are already outside. So we book it. Out the gate. Out of there. Goodbye tantrum city.

The babies pass out in the car, so we take them back inside and put them in the same room, close the curtains so it is pitch black {tricky we are}, turn on the monitor, and head to the other room. Where the cards get whipped out, the beers are cracked open {wine for Jody}. and the chips are devoured.

A game of Euchre begins. After we teach Jody that is. That's interesting. Teaching someone. It's even more interesting to hear how different everyone views the game and the strategies they play. Can you guess who won?

Okay, don't guess. Because it was in fact not us. I blame it on the BLL.

After the girls woke up from their nap we went to the hotel pool to do some laps. Or just prance around in the water. Elliana clung on for me for dear life, but totally surprised me with how much she actually enjoyed the water.

We then headed back, got ready, and ended the night with a nice little romantic dinner for 4. Aka babies were not invited.

Andrew's sister came over to the hotel while we had dinner to watch Elliana {who passed out on Ali about an hour after we left} and then we came back and hung out with her and her husband for a bit before hitting the sack and calling it a night.
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Here are the rest of the pictures from the Shedd Aquarium. Before the meltdown city.

Stay tuned for Day 3 {the final day}......

Turn your blog into a Book- BLOG2PRINT GIVEAWAY

2012-05-08T08:25:00.001-04:00

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Day One. Thursday. The day I met a Blogger.

2012-05-07T08:00:00.000-04:00

Chicago Day one.

Problem number one, I had to work the night before. So when I came home from work and found the grinnin' husband on the couch with the cheesin' baby girl, I knew we were in trouble. Problem number two.

I'm a hustler. Get things going. Chop chop. Hurry up. We have a time schedule. Tap my watch. I think there is another name for people like that, but we won't even go there.

So I'm home around 8:15 and I was hoping to get out of the house by 9:30, 10 at the latest. Lets just say... it didn't quite work out that way.

I sent Andrew and Elliana on their way to my parents house to drop off the dog first, while I scrummage around the house putting all the clothes and items I had set out the day before into bags.

Lets talk about the bags. In this picture here is just the bags for Elliana and myself. The essentials. The clothes, shoes, purses, and accessories.

Missing: Large tote of toys. Elliana's car. Large bag of food. Computer bag. Andrew's bags. Stroller. Pack n Play.

The only thing we didn't pack it seems was our bed. Otherwise? We were set. The S household officially relocating to Chicago.

So 9:30 quickly comes and goes. I'm finishing up getting ready myself {as I worked a 12 hour shift and no one wants to smell me after that... especially people I had never met}, and I'm calling the husband to get updates. Where are ya. Will you be home soon? Where are ya? Did I ask... where are ya?!

Aaaaannnndddrewwww

So I sat at the kitchen table waiting for him. Had my evil eye down to a T.

He strolls through the door at about 10:30. Already 30 minutes late. And then he has to shower, and get his bags ready. Because men can't read your list the night before with the number one thing on it saying pack your bags.

Fast forward. We leave at 11:30. Yes. A whopping hour and a half after the expected time.

Makeup-less and SLEEPLESS. Referring to me. Obviously.
Although... E is also makeup-less. Always.
Natural beauty, I guess.

The car ride isn't too bad. At least I didn't think so because I wasn't the one driving. I snoozed for about an hour and a half of it . Elli snoozed for about 30 minutes. And then when I woke up, E asked to paint her toenails. Because she is advanced like that.

So we painted the toenails. And we had pictures to show for it. Lets just say it was quite the challenge to paint a toddler's toes... especially one that is trying to fling her feet at you and think it's the funniest thing ever.

We have the same feet. Twins.

I was texting Jody throughout the car ride. All morning. Things like "Eeeeek I'm so excited!" And "our husbands are going to love each other." And "Don't forget to put the rose petals all across our room, since you will get there first." If only my husband walked into a room with rose petals all over. I would die. He would freak. And the trip would be over right there and then.

My "excited" face. Not so pretty face. However, I did eventually put makeup on.

But no worries. We showed up and there was neither rose petals on our bed nor serial killers in the adjoined room. IN FACT, they looked just like the pictures. Sound the same. And act the same.

As soon as we opened up the door that connected our rooms, the girls ran to each other and stared in amazement. Like "wow, who's this little human that is the same height as me." Elliana was digging Kennedy from the start. Kennedy? Not so much. E was totally invading her space bubble {as she normally does to people... just like her mama} and K didn't like that too much. She liked to look at her from afar.

Of course Jody and I felt like we had already known each other forever {at least, I felt that way}, so there was no awkward silence or weirdness between us. Safe to say it was best friend at first sight.

And the boys? Oh the boys. Instant connection. I thought maybe it would be slow coming? Naaahhh they just got right into talking, cracking jokes, showing each other commercial videos on their ipads... and making fun of their wives. Us.

In fact, about an hour or so into the meeting, I sent the boys to Trader Joe's just right around the corner of our hotel, together, without us, to pick up some dinner and milk for the toddler tots.

And they did. Just like that. And I know my husband well enough to know that if he hadn't felt comfortable yet, he would have asked me to go in one way or another.

I also know my husband well enough to know that he liked Andy right away. Just the way he was so relaxed. The way he smiled. His i'm-having-fun-laugh. I was observant. And my heart? Was all sorts of happy.

We spent the rest of the evening just relaxing, eating Chicago-style pizza {that's a must}, drinking adult beverages, and watching the girls run around with crayons, books, and blocks. And a pink car.

Yes, BLL squeezed itself in the picture.

The night was wrapped up pretty early as we had a long weekend ahead of us, so we said our good nights, turned off the lights, and attempted to put Elliana down in the pack n play.

Well, she was having none of that. So I threw {not literally} her in bed with us and the tossing and turning began. And never ended. Head up. Then head down. Feet one way. Then the other.

I got no sleep that night just worrying that at any minute my precious baby girl was going to fall off this king size master piece of a bed.

I'm in for it if the tossing and turning continues.
We have 3 more days to go.....

......stay tuned for day two {on Wednesday!}

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Tomorrow will be the blog2print giveaway!

Happy Cinco De Mayo, Derby day, and Fight Day

2012-05-05T22:16:00.002-04:00

My house is infested with boys.

Lots of food, bad food.

Lots of cursing and loud mouths.

Sweaty bodies.

Ridiculous amounts of booze.

And every sentence turning into a joke.

Happy Cinco de Mayo

Derby Day {congrats Mario!}

And Fight Day {go Cotto!}

This is my life this weekend.

Elliana and I are outnumbered.

But we are holding this house together.

Girl Power.

Just a Laugh For You. That is All.

2012-05-04T08:00:00.000-04:00

This makes me laugh. Time and time again. Never fails

Baby versus dog.

Target: food

Now. Who do we think wins?

Thursday Randoms, Pictures, and all sorts of goodness.

2012-05-03T08:00:00.000-04:00

-Week two of swim lessons went great. Very great, actually. And again, Elliana screamed and kicked her legs and cried her little eyes out when we had to get out.

-I vlogged for the first time in a long time yesterday. Did you get to see it? What do we think? Should I vlog more? Or is it totally not my thing? Also, for those that had mentioned about how my voice didn't match what they expected.... I have to admit that I was whispering and it definitely was the more quite/reserved side of me {which you never get to see}. So. That being said. I am more loud and obnoxious... maybe in a future vlog? That is if anyone wants to see a future vlog.

-Also, the Kiki La'Rue giveaway is still going on until Saturday. Click here to go enter.

- Yesterday, I got to experience what life with two toddlers will be like {one day}. I took my nephew and Elliana to the zoo. And can I just say.... it was awesome. A walk in the park. I got this. Yup. That good. Elliana was so intrigued at the dolphin show. She really was so still and watched the whole time without making a peep or moving a muscle.

-Three of those pictures above are of Elliana with pillows. She has always been obsessed with pillows, knocking them off the couches, rolling all over them, and organizing them. Always. But this week? Straight crazy obsessed. And it's just too funny not to laugh.

-I am taking a BLL break for now. All alcohol break. I'm trying to eat healthy and exercise. A cleanse persay. And it will be approximately 9 weeks. What do you say? Can I do it?

-I have an exciting link-up prepared. Actually I have two. But one I will be sharing very soon, so be on the look out. I hope you guys get as excited as I am.

-One of Elliana's Christmas gifts {which was free} came in the mail. It is seen in the first and third and fourth picture above. The flattenme.com book. I chose the ABC & 123 theme as we are learning those now, and it is so neat to see her little pretty face plastered all over the book. Some of the pages are just comical to me.

-Speaking of Christmas... I already have two large boxes {I'm talking boxes that can fit two adults in them.. ya. THAT big} full of presents. Mind you... all have been free. Wowsers.... i'm excited already to hear the sleigh bells ring. I know. Call me crazy....... crazy.

I found this awesome deal on Totsy {my favorite place these days}. A savings of over $50.00. Baby slings! I am loving the colors, and looks super cozy. Plus, if you are new, sign up here and you get free shipping on your first purchase. No code or minimum purchase required.

Scheduled Posts
1. Monday: Chicago Day 1
2. Tuesday: Blog2Print.com giveaway
3. Wednesday: Chicago Day 2 and maybe a Vlog?
4. Thursday: Thursday Randoms
5. Friday: Chicago Day 3

Vlog; What I'm thankful for.

2012-05-02T12:04:00.000-04:00

A vlog. Here on the blog.

Yes.

Oy.

So, I am linking up for the first time ever with House of Rose

for my what I'm thankful for vlog.

Warning:
My face looks like its on fire on the still version. Creepy

I am whispering because Elliana is sleeping

I show you my behind. Yes, yes I do.
This was take one, and my only take. BAM.

I totally messed up the editing... but again.. not a movie maker here.

It's kind of boring.

Fact.

p.s. Go enter my giveaway below! $50.00 to Kiki La Rue

$50.00 Kiki La Rue Giveaway!

2012-05-02T07:00:00.000-04:00

I was really excited when Becka had emailed me from Kiki La Rue. When I went to check out her link to the shop, I was instantly hooked. For one, she contacted the right person... a shopaholic, and for two... I love finding new businesses and shops to browse. Love.

So I browsed. And I browsed. And I browsed some more. It probably took me a couple of days to go through the stuff and narrow down what I loved the most.

There was so much of course to pick from. Here are some of my favorite items.

Kiki La' Rue was even nice enough to let me test out one of their products, a shirt that I had picked out, and of course when it came in the mail I had to throw it on right away and snap a picture.

This color green pops. Very summery, and will look fabulous with my white jeans in the summer. Not going to lie though, I've worn the white jeans already. Shocker, I know.

There's even a little sexy slit in the back. Too bad I'm not flexible enough to take a picture of it.

I love it. The husband loves it. And even Elliana smirked when I put it on. Many of you have already commented on instagram how much you liked it as well.

This shirt is unfortunately sold out. However, I found something similar that I think you guys would like as well. They are the object of your affection tops both in magenta and purple. I'm loving the colors.

After all, color is in. And I'm all about color these days.

Just remember guys, the reason they sell out so quickly is because Kiki La Rue is priced lower than everyone else, plus they price match and beat the price by 10%. So if you see some of her items in boutiques, let Becka know, and you will get it for an even better deal! For further details, go visit here.

ALSO FREE SHIPPING! USE CODE: FROMMRSTOMAMA

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