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The Birthday 2.0

6:00 PM

Two. Two years since you made your arrival. Two years since Daddy and my lives were changed forever. I am not sure how we got to two years so fast but here we are.


You are walking and talking machine. You never slow down and when you wake up and feet hit the floor it’s 500 miles an hour until bedtime.

I thought we saw a lot of changes during your first year, but this last year brought about so much as well. You can now communicate your feelings, desires and dislikes to us. We can reason with you, and even though you are VERY strong willed, you seem to be getting it. I have seen your feelings for your friends blossom and grow. Your feelings for your family have strengthened as well and I feel my heart burst every time.


I cannot even put into words how much you have learned. You do things, fairly often, that I sit in amazement at. I look at Daddy and ask him, “Where did she learn that?” You never cease to amaze me with that little sponge of a brain. But I am thankful for your school and teachers who have helped you along the way.


Daddy and I have learned that you will never share the color yellow or Elsa, but that you love to eat, sing, dance and be an all-around water baby.

We have had our challenges, but as you get older, our time together is much easier.

Happy Birthday, Maisie-Moo, you are our greatest creation, and we can’t wait to see what this year brings to us. 

 




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The Birthday

6:14 PM

Maisie turns one today. One.


It’s hard to wrap my head around the fact that this girl is growing up. Fast. My little one is growing into a person who can communicate with me. Just this week she understood what I wanted when I leaned in to give a kiss. Melt.

This year has been one of the most difficult, challenging, overwhelming, rewarding, educational and exciting year of my life. We had our ups, downs, frustrations and joys, but we made it. In one piece, happy and healthy.


Happy Birthday, Maisie. You have completed our lives in ways I never thought possible.


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The Catchup

7:35 PM

Wow, so it's been a while since I blogged. Life happens. I have a baby. The struggle is wanting to spend time with her but also wanting to write a blog post to remember everything that's happened. So here are some quick highlights:

  • Daycare - Maisie has been attending daycare full time since the week before Thanksgiving. She is really thriving. She appears to love her teachers and having that interaction. She's usually the first child to be dropped off and loves that one-on-one time with her teacher. Having her on a set schedule has worked well for her. They taught her how to nap and go to sleep (no more fighting it!) And I think she sees the older kids in her class and wants to do what they are doing, so she comes home and it seems she has learned something new every day. 
  • Illness - She had her first cold the first week in December. And her first fever the first week in January. I am sure this isn't the last, but we survived. STRESS!
  • Solid food - I waited until she was 6 months to start her on solid food. I let her tell me she was ready and boy was she ever! She sits in her highchair while we eat dinner and kept eyeing our food and wanting it, so we offered her baby food and she loved it. We haven't really found anything she doesn't like. She takes it like a champ, some days more than others. She also hasn't had an allergic reaction to anything either. Fingers crossed she stays a good eater because Mommy and Daddy are adventurous eaters.
  • Teeth - Her first bottom tooth popped through Jan. 11, and the second came, a week later, on Jan. 18. I haven't figured out yet if teething is going to be terrible for her or not because she was sick the whole time. I am hoping the fever doesn't come every time she has a tooth because that was miserable for her.
  • Sitting and Crawling - These two go hand in hand because they happened together all of a sudden. She has always liked to sit up but she can finally sit up on her own and not look like a weeble-wobble. She started crawling last week and by the beginning of this week is full on using it to get anywhere, especially Caesar's gross dog toys. She loves those the best. 


Other than that we are enjoying watching this girl grow..(Seriously, how is she 7 months!?). Every day is a new experience and we can't wait to see how she blossoms.

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The Puppy

3:36 PM

I never had a dog growing up. I had one cat named Mouse up until I was a teenager and when she passed we didn’t have any more pets. After I moved out my mom got two cats. Yet, there was never a dog in my life. Friends had dogs, but I never did.


When I met Daniel he had Izlee, the Dalmatian. After being together for several years, Izlee became my dog as he would follow me around and basically wouldn’t let me out of his sight. Daniel says he was always on to protect me. If I would stop short, there was always a wet nose on the back of my legs.

Two years into our relationship, Daniel bought me a dog – Caesar. He is my first dog. The first one I raised from a puppy to now. He’s nine now, but no one would ever know from how much spunk he has. He still runs around and plays just like a puppy.


I tell you this, because this weekend I lost my dog, to my daughter. I think I had already lost him but it was solidified this weekend.

Ever since we brought Maisie home he has been her protector. He doesn’t let her out of his sight. If she cries, he whines and finds us. Daniel and I say he judges the way we do things. “Changing that diaper wrong, I wouldn’t feed her like that, that outfit? Ew.” I see his look and know he is thinking these things.


He is her biggest fan. She is currently napping and he is outside her room also taking a nap. I had to start pulling her door shut because any noise she makes he would nose the door and run in. He is so gentle with her and when she was younger did not like getting too close because he knew she was fragile.

So flash forward to Saturday night. Maisie was on the floor on her belly and we heard her laughing. Big belly laughing. And when Daniel and I looked, Caesar was running around in front of her. He kept doing it and she kept belly laughing. I had only heard her laugh like that one or two other times. It was almost as if Caesar knew what was going on because he kept running around to keep her happy.


I looked at Daniel with tears in my eyes and told him about how in love I was that my two favorite things in this world were entertaining each other. I took video of the exchange between them and I think I have watched it 100 times since last night. The laugh is infectious.


My only hope is Caesar stays young and spry enough to help her grow up. I can only hope she loves him and cuddles him with as much love as I have for him.

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The Missing

6:14 PM

If I had one wish in this world it would be for Maisie to have a chance to meet and know two people who had a huge impact on my life. One being Daniel's dad and two being my Bachia (grandmother).


One of the worst days of my life was when my father-in-law passed away suddenly the day after our engagement party. He didn't get to attend our wedding, we didn't get to surprise him with our pregnancy announcement and Maisie won't get to ever meet him. It stings so much. I miss him and still get emotional to this day even though it's been six years. How has it been six years?

Dan Dennis is a man who once offered me $500 for Caesar. We took it as a joke, but I am sure he was serious. If he would do that for a dog, I am sure I would have never seen my baby had he still been here. He's a man that would make me laugh until my sides hurt and say the most inappropriate things that I would laugh at and the rest of the family would cringe. I feel I got robbed of my time with him because I only got four years. Better than nothing, but so much has happened in those six years.


Maisie would have loved that man. I'm sure he would have been at my house every day to see her. I can picture him telling Daniel and I we were doing it all wrong when it came to everything -- diapering, feeding and even the way she dressed. He'd want to put her car seat in the convertible so they could go motor around. It just tears me apart that she will miss out on these things. So we will do our best to tell her stories and show her pictures so that she can at least know what a wonderful person he was.

As for my Bachia, she is still alive at 92, however, she doesn't know anyone anymore. The last time I went to visit her was very hard for me. I visited her the day of my grandfather's funeral. I think I took my visit with her harder than saying goodbye to my grandfather. She wasn't the woman I remembered or wanted to remember. She was just there. As much as I talked to her and held her hand it crushed me to know she didn't know me.


I'm sure people will think that I am a terrible person for not going back to visit since then, but I don't want to have my memories of her in her current state. I want my memories the fun times -- going to Disney or the Polish Club, her cooking or traveling.

She was such a wonderful grandmother that did anything for my brother and me, so I am again crushed she has no idea I had a sweet baby girl. I can picture it now, she would dote on Maisie and want to spoil her even more than she spoiled us grandkids. She'd want to dress her in fancy outfits and teach her how to make pierogis. It almost hurts more knowing she's alive but will never know Maisie.


I promise my next post won't be such a bummer, but I felt I had to share how important these two people are to me and how I wish my daughter could feel that too.

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The Diapers

6:52 PM

Oh, the plans and aspirations I had before having Maisie were grand. Breastfeeding, babywearing and cloth diapering. Jesus, why didn’t you people tell me! I am sure there are plenty of times you wanted to tell me, but I understand holding back and letting the new mama figure it all out. I see myself doing that now and I am very cautious to hand out "advice" or tips.


We know how breastfeeding turned out. If you don’t know, you can read here.

Babywearing is fine. I wish I did it more, but it was a lifesaver during the colic stage.

However, let’s talk cloth diapering. When Maisie was born, I started her on disposables because it was just easier at that point and the cloth diapers I bought her were not for newborns. Every few weeks I would try to see if she was big enough for them. They finally fit her in the belly around 8 weeks, but her thighs were still too skinny and they were gappy. I haven’t tried them on her in a while to see if they would fit, but now that I am back to work, I am at the point of giving up before I even start. 

I wanted her to wear them and us get use to them while I was home. That didn’t happen. With everything else that went on her first three months of life, I just want something to be easy. I did my research, I know the pros and cons about each, but right now, I want to keep my head above water. We have finally hit a stride, a good point and I just don't know if I can add anything else to possibly disrupt that.

Maybe if I was a stay-at-home mom and could devote time to it, it would be more appealing at this stage. I hate laundry. It’s easy to throw things in the washing machine and dryer, but then you have to fold that stuff and put it away. I still have a heaping pile of clean laundry on my bedroom floor that I do not have the energy to put away.


And then there is daycare. Most daycares support cloth diapering, but how much more energy would that take in the morning to get my kid, her bottles and her diapers ready in the morning. And those women who take care of the kids, I feel like I could not ask them to do it. They are taking care of several kids at one time and I can barely take care of one at any moment in time.

The sad thing is I have a great stash of beautiful cloth diapers. Pockets, AIOs, Prefolds, everything. I bought several different kinds because I wanted to see what would work for us. I even bought the sprayer when I realized breastfeeding was out. The diapers were washed and prepped and ready to go, but I think it’s time to let that dream go. 

So go on, tell me "I told you so..." I can take it, I think.

Yet, I realize whether I cloth diaper or not, my kid will be fine. This is ringing true over and over.

Anyone want to buy some cloth diapers?

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Let's Review: #SagToSwag

6:00 PM

How did Influenster and Pampers know we were burning through diapers and that we'd love to review Pampers Cruisers?


Ever since Maisie was born we have been testing different diapers and brands to find out what works best for us. We have always gone back to Pampers. They fit great, they don't leak and they are so soft they don't even feel like diapers!


As she gets older and starts to move more I noticed you have to take that into account when you purchase diapers. I was happy to try out the Cruisers to see if they would hold up to my wiggle worm.

Did you know the new and improved Pampers Cruisers diapers have three separate channels in the diaper core that help distribute wetness evenly from front to back? They also help fit better without the sag of other diapers. One thing I cannot stand is a saggy diaper. Who knew pee would weigh down a diaper so much!


My girl did great in these. And they have fun characters from Sesame Street on them. How could you NOT love seeing Elmo & Cookie Monster on your little one! They are definitely on our purchase list next time we go to the store.

If you are interested in Influenster, leave a comment and I will send you a code to get started.

Note: This is a sponsored blog post. I received these products complimentary from Influenster for testing purposes.

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The Fourth Trimester

6:57 PM

We made it. In one piece. I had heard so many things about “The Fourth Trimester” and at first never gave it any thought, but it is a real thing! If you have read any of my previous blog entries, you will know Maisie and I had a tough go at life for a while. However, as I eased myself back into work after 12 weeks off, she eased herself into a routine and it has been smoother sailing.


Now, I am not saying I have an easy baby. This girl fights day-sleep, she is alert and wants to know what is going on around her, and we still are dealing with the witching hour. Yet, this girl is now content on playing in a bounce chair, sleeping in a swing, sitting in her highchair while we cook food and sleeping pretty much through the night. I thank my lucky stars we are moving into greener pastures.

Of course, this all happened the week before I went back to work. She has been a gem for her Grammy during the week, something that I stressed about before I went back. Speaking of going back to work, the transition went better than I thought. I like my job, I knew Maisie was safe and I went off to work without any tears. The only time, in the two weeks since I went back, that I got upset is when she was awake and alert when I left. Most of the time, she is still sleeping when I leave so it makes walking out the door much easier. It has been fun to anticipate coming home and seeing her face as I walk in the door. She babbles constantly and I feel like it’s her way of telling me about her day, I love that.


Routine helps. Even when I am not home, I know when she is being fed, how much and when I can expect her naps. I think this also helps her to know what to expect no matter who is watching her. The routine has helped me figure out the cries – tired, hungry or dirty diaper. And the routine has helped her become a great night sleeper. *Fingers Crossed* It stays that way.

Now that I am out of the Fourth Trimester I get asked, “Ready for another?” Nope. I am not. I doubt I will ever have another baby. I am sure Daniel would love another – he says we make a really cute kid, I agree, but I do not want to ever have to go through that newborn hell again, nor do I want to tempt fate with another baby. So many people have told me I will change my mind, but I am standing pretty firm on this one. Those first 12 weeks took its toll on me and if I had another child, I would be afraid to go through that WITH Maisie around. It just wasn’t a pretty time. So my girl is very special, she’s it.


I am looking forward to what the next few months bring – sitting up, crawling and whatever other surprises she has in store for us. It seems like every day she’s doing something new.

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The Return

11:37 AM

My emotions are all over the place about returning to work. Ask me a month ago and I was eager to return to work. But with it staring me in the face, I have a lump in my throat. While I don’t feel that I am the stay at home mom type and she is in EXCELLENT hands, it seems it has caught up with me.


Excitement – I am excited about returning to work, having adult conversation, doing a job I really love. I am excited to see work friends, catch up and just getting back in that routine, but it also leads to…

Fear – I am not sure how this new schedule will work out. Miss M and I have just been flying by the seat of our pants really. Yes, she is on a feeding and somewhat sleeping schedule but will all that be upset by mommy’s new schedule? Although, I still feel…


Relief – Since my mother-in-law is watching her, I know she is in good hands. She will be loved and taken care of to the fullest extent. She will not want for anything and with Daniel working from home, he is only a few steps away. But that makes it…

Sad – He will get to see her and kiss her whenever he can. My mother-in-law will get to see little milestones that I will only discover when I get home. There are plenty of things that make going back to work sad, but I am trying to be strong.


All in all, I think me going back to work is good for Maisie and me. We will get to miss each other, and the time we spend together will be that much sweeter. I will get to use my brain again for things beyond baby and feel creative again. So yes, I am emotional about going back to work. If I see you on Tuesday or even Wednesday, there might be a tear in my eye, my voice might quiver a bit but know all is fine and this is just growing up… for all of us.

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The Name

11:16 AM

Maisie Lucille. When people ask me what Daniel and I named our baby and I say “Maisie Lucille,” many times we are met with “Oh, that’s interesting. How did you come up with that name?” They aren’t saying it to be mean, I think they are more saying it because they haven’t ever met a Maisie or heard that name used often.


Before we got pregnant whenever I heard a name I liked I wrote it down in my phone. I have Zooey, Heidi, Leighton and Willow, among some other boy names. I really leaned toward Willow, however Daniel wasn’t was into it. We kept discussing names and when we for sure found out she was going to be a girl, Daniel suggested Maisie. One of his grandmothers was known as Grand Maizy and the other was Byrdie Lucille. As much as I love Byrdie, I am sure my kid would have killed me had we settled on that. So when he suggested Maisie Lucille, I fell in love with it. It’s quirky without being too crazy and means something to our family.

Now, how were we going to spell it. There are several ways to spell it – Maisie, Maizy, Maizie, Maisy, and the list could go on. We discovered the British spelling – Maisie – and it felt right to us. No other reason other than it looked and sounded nice. It is the same spelling as Maisie Williams, Arya Stark, on Game of Thrones, but I promise you we didn’t pick it because we are big Game of Thrones fans. We also found out that there is a children’s cartoon named Maisy Mouse! How perfect for her to enjoy as she gets older.


We didn't really tell anyone outside immediate family what we were going to name her, because everyone always has an opinion. Most people aren't going to tell you to your face they hate the name but you can read people's faces. I never wanted to second guess her name once we picked it out and someone's adverse reaction could have made me second guess it. It's harder to hate on a name when it's attached to a cute little baby.

Here’s the lowdown on Maisie:

Maisie, a hundred-year-old favorite, meaning pearl or child of light. Spelled Maisy in a popular children's book series, Maisie is rising in tandem with cousin Daisy. While Maisie might be short for Margaret, Mary, or even a name like Melissa or Marissa, it stands perfectly well on its own.

In literature, Maisie is the name of the precocious young title character in the Henry James novel What Maisie Knew, and is also the main female character in Rudyard Kipling's The Light That Failed. And to bring things up to date, Maisie is a half-blood character in the Harry Potter series.

Maisie re-entered the US Top 1000 in 2014 at 658, making it one of the fastest rising names of the year; she's still got a way to competing with her English counterparts - in the UK, Maisie is in the Top 50.


I can’t wait to see how she grows into the name and makes it her own.

Oh, and it’s not May-C, it’s May-Z. 

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The Great Daycare Hunt

1:42 PM

Daniel and I are really lucky to have his mother watching the little one until she is six months, but that means we need to find a daycare soon as the months are ticking by fast!


We went and toured Bright Horizons near our house and while it’s beautiful with great curriculum and SO convenient, the price is outrageous. I don’t think the location can justify paying so much.

We have two others to tour, both currently have a waiting list with one fairly close and one further than we would like, but both with everything we are looking for in a daycare. Both come HIGHLY recommended but each come at a cost. Daniel and I will just have to discuss what we can and cannot give up when it comes to a daycare. Before we had Maisie, daycare was one stress that slowed me down from wanting to have a baby. How crazy is that – daycare?! It’s the cost. Everyone wants to give their kid the best and when you can’t afford to send them where you want to send them it’s stressful and sad.


It’s so maddening how much daycare costs. I was reading a book before Maisie was born called “Bringing Up Bebe.” The book is written by an American woman who raises her daughter in Paris. She goes on to explain several differences in how the French women raise children. While I don’t agree with everything in the book, the daycare part really stuck with me.

“The French have all kinds of public services that surely help make having kids more appealing and less stressful. Parents don’t have to pay for preschool, worry about health insurance, or save for college.
Many get monthly cash allotments—wired directly into their bank accounts—just for having kids.”

They don’t have to pay for preschool and daycare is subsidized by the state on a sliding scale for people based on income so everyone can afford it. The author goes on to say she had her reservations about a government program for her child, but that she was pleasantly surprised with the care her daughter received and ended up sending three kids there. Want to read more from her on daycare in the United States? Read here.

So we continue our search and although it might put us in the poor house, it’s all for the babe and that’s really what life is all about now.

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The Room

6:42 PM

I wanted to share Maisie’s bedroom as Daniel and I are pretty excited and proud of how it came out. Many baby rooms are very pink or very blue based on gender and very baby.


It started when I found an Orange Bird pillow at Disney early on in my pregnancy. Daniel and I knew we wanted to build the room around it. I wasn’t sure how we would do it but we started collecting anything Orange Bird. It was easier to envision it because a lot of the Orange Bird stuff is no longer around nor is it available anymore.

First, why Orange Bird? Orange Bird is significant for Daniel and I because he represents Florida and Disney. Daniel and I are both native Floridians and our daughter would also be a native so we wanted to pay homage to our love for our state, but we also wanted the room to represent our love for Disney, without being all characters or princesses. If you aren’t familiar, Orange Bird was the mascot for the Florida Citrus Growers back in the 1960s & 1970s and then became a mascot for the Sunshine Tree Terrace within Adventureland at Magic Kingdom. Daniel remembers back in the day visiting and interacting with Orange Bird and so he has always held a special place in his heart. Want more on Orange Bird? Click here.


So we had the pillow, next was to find other things we could build the room around. We learned that in Japan, Orange Bird was HUGE. Disney brought the character back and a lot of merchandise. I found a baby Orange Bird stuff animal and purchased that. We also found on eBay a record from in the 1970s that was released with songs from the Sherman brothers. There are a few records on eBay, however so expensive! I was lucky enough to find a decently priced one that I framed as a focal point in the room. A friend found another Orange Bird stuff character at the parks and grabbed it for us (we hadn’t been to the parks after it got too daunting for me to walk around in the heat).

Since we also wanted this room to be very Florida, we hit up some souvenir stores on International Drive to find “very Florida” gifts. We bought an alligator head, shark in a bottle, Florida map plate and Orange Florida paper weight. We hung IKEA shelves to put all these knick knacks on display and added a few other things that are special to us.


All the little things began to come together. But what about the big area behind the crib? Daniel woke up on a Sunday morning and told me he knew what he wanted to do. He gathered up several old Florida posters and even some old Disney posters and had them reprinted. Once we had the posters he used wallpaper paste and we made a huge collage behind the crib. I love how it came out and it really represents our personalities.

Later down the road we were gifted an amazing carved baby Orange Bird from our friend de Tiki. We also received a cool Orange Bird ornament from China, as well as an official Sunshine Tree Terrace poster from the parks. Thank you to everyone who helped to make this room special!



The furniture (dresser, bedside table and toy box) was build by my great grandfather in the 1960s from wood he gather on his land in Tennessee. It has been passed from family member to family member and I am very lucky to have it. It even has a queen bed that we will move into the room when she is big enough. I used and IKEA organizer for the closet and baskets that made it look like orange baskets. And of course, the crib is new! Luckily, we didn’t have to paint the walls and the carpet was fresh.


Daniel and I really love the room and it is our hope that as Maisie gets older she will love it too and keep it forever! Ha.

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The Crying Chronicles

11:02 AM

Colic. You Bitch.

You have taken what is supposed to be a great bonding time with my newborn and made it so stressful!

If I never heard the word colic ever again it would be too soon. Most people know colic as the endless crying from a newborn, but I am not sure many people have experienced the epic, hours long crying I have to deal with almost on a daily basis.


It’s work to deal with a colicky baby. As I write this she finally went to sleep. It’s 3 p.m. and she had been up since 7 a.m. No nap, two poops and several ounces of food. So what did she do in the middle of all that? Mostly cry. She’d cry if she was in one position too long, she would cry if she was set down, she would cry if she was held, she would cry sometimes with the bottle in her mouth, she would cry if she had a clean diaper… endless.

The terrible thing about colic is there is NOTHING. YOU. CAN. DO. There are things that help – the gas drops and probiotic but most of the time it’s you just trying anything and everything to have her not cry. Bouncing, walking, rubbing, soothing, anything! But it’s hard when your baby doesn’t want a pacifier. We’ve tried the Happiest Baby on the Block, but as I have written about before she hates the “traditional” swaddle and pacifier, so I am down two S’s.

It’s so sad as a parent to go through this. At some point you end up just crying with them. Because there is NOTHING. YOU. CAN. DO.


My only solace is that colic doesn’t last forever. At some point I will have my baby back. I will have time to bond with her and love her like I thought I would from the get-go. There is a light at the end of the tunnel but when you are in it, it’s so hard to see. My visions of us strolling through the mall or outside before I went back to work are gone. Colic usually lasts three months, sometimes more and I go back to work when she is three months. It is just too stressful for me to go out and worry if she is going to “explode” into a fit. People look at you, they judge you and they wonder why you can’t control your kid. I know I shouldn’t care what people think, but I am not going to go out to eat and ruin someone else’s dinner or time outside. I’ll just wait it out.  

I thought before I had her I would host a ‘Sip & See’ so friends and family could come over and we would snack and show off the baby. Once I realized what was happening I quickly removed that from my calendar and thought process. I have put off friends from coming over because having a constantly fussy baby is not only tiring, it is embarrassing. Why? Because again it makes you seem like you don’t know how to be a parent. And so many people will say, “Don’t talk like that! She’s a newborn, they cry.” It’s more in my head. It’s hard to visit and show off a baby who is screaming bloody murder. And I don’t want people to see this beautiful little girl act like a monster. I’m tired, I’m worn out and then she’s a crazy person. So if I have put you off coming to see her, know I am sorry but it’s hard right now.


For those friends that have been there and reached out, thank you. To be able to commiserate helps. To know it gets better helps.

So let’s get real – instead of only posting smiling and sweet sleeping baby pictures, this is what it is mostly like:



Thankfully the doctor said that the crying is not hurting her and if I need to sometimes set her down and walk away for a moment, she will never remember it and it won't scar her for life. I hate walking away from my child but when you have heard hours of crying you hit your breaking point and need to just splash water in your face to try and get yourself back together (and wipe your tears away).

Just because I needed to read more about what I was dealing with here are two blogs that I screamed yes, yes, yes to when reading. Everything they talked about, I felt like I was writing it. So if you feel you want to put yourself in my shoes read this and this. Even though with the second I am not post-colic I still feel a bit of jealousy when I see or hear people enjoying their sweet baby.

Ps. She woke up 30 minutes into writing this.. more crying.. from 3:30 until when I bathed her at 8 p.m. and she finally went to sleep… this is my mom life.





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