Unfortunately, my son caught a nasty bug this week so my outfits have consisted of mostly leggings & slouchy tees. Posting an Outfit Of The Day is the last thing on my mind, plus I doubt anyone is interested in what booger covered tee I’m rocking today 🙂
I am, however, super excited to share this fun tee I purchased for my husband’s birthday. This Play Mat Shirt courtesy of BKYKID on Etsy is by far one of my favorite purchases to date!
My husband was a little confused at first, but once I explained the concept of turning into a live play mat for our son, he loved the idea! I definitely recommend this for anyone looking for a fun & unique holiday gift.
As always – comfortable & effortless housewife style xoxx
We’ve all heard it before, “boys will be boys”. Until I had a son, I thought this saying was just an excuse for bad behavior. However, I have found over the past two years that boys truly are made of snaps and snails and puppy dog tails.
I am sure that there are parents out there that will disagree with this but through my experience boys and girls are inherently different. What makes them tick is different. It’s neither good nor bad, just different. Being in MOMS Club, I have had the chance to observe the way the kids interact and play with one another. Though they all get along & all have their moments, it’s mostly the little boys who are impatient for lines, would rather explore than sit & listen to a story, are climbing up the slide and are yelling, chasing and playing tag.
My son has such a big imagination! Whether he’s a loud, stomping dinosaur or a fast, flying plane I often find myself apologizing for the way he plays. Which is ridiculous! The other day I read an article on Scary Mommy titled A Plea for Boyhood and Rough Play. I loved reading this article! It basically states that boys need to be boys & that by saying “things like “Hands off!” and “Quiet down!” to our boys, we are asking them to suppress something innate inside of them”.
It’s time to let my son be himself & play like a boy should. No more stressing out if he’s playing too loudly in the library or running too fast at the park or exploring underneath the dinner table when we go out to eat. After all, it’s through his energetic, creative & rowdy play that he will learn & grow.
The rain has finally stopped & the sun is shining bright. The grass may still be wet but we’re taking advantage of this beautiful Monday! Forget about the bubble mower, the swing set or even the cozy coupe car…our new obsession is walking up & down the steps.
For me, taking advantage of this beautiful day entails a cotton maxi dress & denim jacket accompanied by a layered necklace from StitchFix & my Lacoste wrap bracelet
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As always – comfortable & effortless housewife style xoxx
Celebrating Mother’s Day over the weekend brought me to reflect on my journey as a mom. It has not been easy. In fact, it has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done. From sleepless nights to struggles within my marriage, to almost 2 years later trying to potty train & control my toddler’s tantrums…did I say this hasn’t been easy?!
But with struggle comes reward. We have the most adventurous, full of life, loving, funny as hell little man. Before our son arrived, my husband & I would see parents with frustration on their faces glare at their children while their kids did cute, witty things. We couldn’t understand why they weren’t laughing or at least smiling at their mischiefs.
It was then we told ourselves we would cherish those little moments, laugh more than we yelled and encourage our son to be bold. Even through the sleepless nights & frustrating days of reasoning with a toddler I find myself constantly laughing at his shenanigans. Our little comedian brings a smile to my face every day.
We are so blessed to have such a healthy, energetic son in our lives. He has taught us to be patient, communicate better and not to sweat the small stuff.
I love seeing my son’s eyes light up when I ask if he wants pancakes for breakfast. It’s by far his favorite mealtime option. I make a big batch of toddler-size pancakes at the beginning of the week; enough to eat now, save for tomorrow & freeze for the rest of the week.
Over the months I’ve experimented with different recipes, trying to find that perfect balance of yummy & healthy. Today I think I finally came up with the perfect combination & I am so excited to share it!
Lemon & Blueberry Pancakes
In a small bowl, whisk together the dry ingredients
1 Cup White, Whole Wheat Flour. I use King Arthur brand.
2 TBSP Lemon Infused Sugar. I used the reserved sugar from the Citrus Peels I made last month. As a substitution, add lemon zest to 2 TBSP sugar.
2 TSP Baking Powder
In a medium bowl, whisk together the wet ingredients. Once combined add 1/2 cup whole organic blueberries.
1 Cup Unsweetened Almond Milk
2 TBSP (melted) Coconut Oil
1 Large Egg
1 TBSP Fresh Lemon Juice
Add the dry ingredients to the wet ingredients & mix until just combined. Heat a large skillet over medium heat (greased or nonstick). Add TBSP portions of the pancake mixture to the heated skillet. You can make the pancakes as big or small as you like. Tablespoon portions work best for us; my little man usually eats them grab & go style as he plays or watches the cars rush to work. Once the pancakes start to bubble it’s time to flip.
We usually eat these as is, but you can serve them with maple syrup, agave nectar or even strawberry preserves. Enjoy!
I hate to even say this out loud in fear of jinxing myself, but my son is finally sleeping through the night. 21 long, exhausting, mind numbing months and he is FINALLY sleeping! For the last year I’ve monitored our daily routines, kept a food journal & encouraged a healthy bedtime routine. I’ve tried to do everything under the sun to pinpoint what I was doing right or wrong… at the end of the day it was up to him. It was my son who decided one day he wasn’t going to be a nighttime bandit.
You would think that after almost two years of sleep deprivation I would cherish a good night’s sleep. Yet, every night I lay awake staring at the wall; almost waiting for him to wake up screaming & attempting to climb out of his crib.
Here’s to hoping I get rid of these dark circles & get use to this amazing gift my son has given me, sleep!
What is it about bed time that brings out the monster in my son & the witch in me? Throughout the day I’m patient, full of energy and ready to play but by the end of the day my patience is run out, my tank is empty & I’m exhausted. I can’t be the only parent that feels this way…
I wish I could say that my son is a good sleeper, but he’s not and though I’ve become accustom to the sleepless nights it’s the bedtime boxing match that I have a hard time getting used to. Every night I tell myself it’s going to be different, that he’s going to fall asleep on his own & I’ll get to fold laundry or at least relax with my husband. Unfortunately, every night after I lay him down and quietly creep out his room he stands up in his crib and screams until I return to rock him back to sleep. Usually by the fourth or fifth time I start to lose my mind. I hate to admit it but there have been times I’ve yelled back, begged him to lay down and even cried along with him.
I like to think I’m getting better at our bedtime routine. I’ve started to implement easy tricks to help me stay calm like deep breathing & leaving the room when my patience runs dry. I’ve learned the hard way that he can sense my anxiety which in turn upsets him even more & brings out the monster in him.
It’s a work in progress…
In an earlier blog post My Glimpse into Morning Refuge I wrote about starting my day in a peaceful state before the madness began. Ever since that entry I have tried to set my alarm & wake up before my son, but he always beats me to the punch; I swear he knows I’m trying to start my day without him! Such a sweetheart but he definitely has a fear of missing out (#FOMO).
Every morning is a different adventure, especially since he is 16 months and ever-changing. This morning was no exception. My little man either caught a cold or is congested from playing in the foliage while picking apples & pumpkins, either way he hasn’t been sleeping at night. Last night he was asleep and in bed by 8 PM but woke up coughing & crying at 9 PM, 11 PM, midnight, 2 AM, 5 AM and 6:30 AM. Needless to say, I maybe got 2 hours of sleep. He didn’t sleep well the night before either (no shocker there, he normally wakes up at least twice), but I was hoping for a good un-interrupted 5 hours.
Exhausted & half asleep I decided to put him in bed with me to watch Mickey Mouse while I closed my eyes & slowly woke up. By 7 AM he was bored & ready for breakfast. We did our morning routine of making the bed & brushing our teeth before heading downstairs to the kitchen. He drank a sippy cup of almond milk (whole milk upsets his stomach) while I put away last night’s dishes. Once his milk was gone he was ready for a banana which he ate while taking all of the pots & pans out of the cabinet. At 7:30 he ate a big bowl of multi-grain Cheerios while I quickly checked my e-mail and talked to my husband. Eating cereal usually takes him 30 minutes since he likes to feed himself every other bite.
Once breakfast was finished and his cheerio-made chaos was cleaned up I decided to make Apple Cinnamon Muffins. I put Curious George on the TV while I mixed my ingredients, but within 5 minutes my little man was in the kitchen ready to help. I love his interest with cooking/baking so I let him stir the apples into the batter. While pouring the batter into the muffin tins my quick, curious babe grabbed the glass measuring cup; in hindsight I should have used a metal one. Before I could react it smashed to the floor, but I guess it’s not an adventure without an accident! I put him in the pack n play so I could sweep and vacuum the glass pieces. He seemed very content so I let him hang out in there with his stuffed animals while I FINALLY made a cup of coffee! In those few moments to myself I wrote this blog entry which probably doesn’t make much sense since it was rushed, but it was such a busy weekend and I have not had the chance to write in a while.
It is only 9:30 AM and we’ve already made a mess, broke something, baked muffins, ate breakfast & a morning snack, had two meltdowns, stuffed magnets into the heating vent and I’ve had to reheat my coffee three times! Is it nap time yet…?