Welcome to my confessional. It's 3:45 and I just poured my second glass of wine. Honestly, I really don't care if anyone judges me for that, but I do feel the need to say that this is not an everyday, weekly, or even monthly occurrence. So, please keep that in mind if you think about… Continue reading It’s 5 O’clock Somewhere
Depression. It can be a scary word for some. When I hear the word depression I picture a woman laying in a dark bedroom, blinds closed, weeping and surrounded by tissues. So, when I was diagnosed with postpartum depression myself, I had a really hard time accepting it because that's not me. I'm not the… Continue reading Postpartum Depression
I had every intention of writing about our holiday tradiotions but instead I am going to take you on a trip to Melt Down City. This is mostly for my own sanity / venting purpose's because I highly doubt any parent with a toddler wants to read about another kids tantrums. I keep playing out… Continue reading Meltdown City
Yup, you read that correctly... I was in labor for 57 looooong hours. From 12:00 am Wednesday, June 17th 2015 to 9:05 am, Friday, June 19th. I can retrace almost every hour of the whole thing so vividly in my mind. And although my labor was longer than most, it was worth every. single. second. So I… Continue reading 57 hours of labor…
I'm just going to cut to the chase, the first six months with two babies was freaking HARD (for me at least). I knew it was going to be a big change and tough at times but Lordy I wasnt prepared!! Sure we had all the essentials and then some, but I swear, if I… Continue reading The first 6 months
Is that me, Amanda? Wife and mother. This was always my dream so why is it hard to believe that it has come true? I often look at my kids and husband, still amazed they are mine. If you would have asked me when I was 10, 16, 18, 21, where I wanted to be… Continue reading Is that me?