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The Road To Motherhood | Diaper Changes
Do You Want to Know… What No One Told Me About Motherhood? Changing a baby, and then a toddler’s diaper, is a fiasco, EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. No one thought to tell me this! Not one. Single. Soul. No one thought that I needed time to mentally prepare for that. See, the pre-mom me had watched plenty of moms change their children’s diapers. And yes, there were plenty of times when I had seen it was an ordeal, of massive proportions! You always see the smiling mom on the TV commercial who’s bending over her precious little baby, getting ready to change their diaper while the baby’s cooing ever so sweetly. …
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Mommy Self-Care | 30+ Ways To Take Care Of Yourself
30 Days 30 Ways | Mommy Self-Care 30+ Ways To Take Care Of Yourself *** Disclaimer | This post contains affiliate links. This means I may receive a small commission at no additional cost to you. You can read The Mom Blog WI’s full disclosure policy here. *** Happy Valentine’s Day from The Mom Blog WI! As parents, we all know how important self-careis. Taking care of ourselves is ultimately takingcare of our little ones, because if we don’t put ourhappiness and sanity first, we will ultimately beuseless in taking care of our little ones. Welcome to #RealMotherhood… Your legs always need to be shaved, your hair always needs to be washed, you…
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Letters to Our Little Ones | Guest Post by yorkshiremumof4
| Letters to Our Little Ones | A Guest Post by Gemma, yorkshiremumof4 Slow Down Little One… Mommy Can’t Keep Up Gemma, Mum of 4. Parenting Blogger with a passion for education and travel writes a letter to Summer, her first born daughter and her Mini-Me as she turns 9, February 3rd. You can find Gemma over at her Blog: yorkshiremumof4, and also on Twitter & Pinterest. ________________________________________________________ Summer, ‘A girl’, said the Sonographer. I couldn’t have been more thrilled. I was getting a baby girl. We already had your brother but a girl was delightful to hear. I couldn’t wait till you were born and I bought you lovely dresses and…
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10 Ways To Beat That Working-Mom Guilt…
The Mom Blog WI10 Ways To Beat That Working Mom GuiltWe all know it’s hard being a working mom. And I often feel tremendously guilty about all the time I spend away from my son while working. Although I’m working to provide a better life for him, it still makes it hard to be away. The time we spend together is already so limited. It’s even harder when our time together is high stress, especially after a long, hard day. It really adds on to the guilt I feel when we don’t have good or happy interactions. Now, I don’t have unrealistic expectations and I…
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Toy Minimalism | I Took Away All My Son’s Toys…
Toddlers, Toys & MinimalismI’m A Terrible Mom I took away all of my son’s toys…And we’ve never been happier! I don’t care what anyone has to say about it… A few weeks ago, I was at wits end! I couldn’t take it anymore! I just couldn’t get through to him and he wasn’t listening!!! I gathered up all of my son’s toys; I boxed them up, I threw them into totes and drawers and laundry baskets, and I shoved them all in the closet. I slammed the door and I turned off the lights and I slid down the door in defeat. I left out the big toys;…
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Crazy, Busy Life…
Crazy, Busy Life… It’s been a crazy, busy week… So I completely failed last week. I only made one lame blog post, which didn’t see very much traffic. I also haven’t been very active on Twitter, which means my engagement is at an all time low and my blog traffic has also greatly suffered due to just one week on inactivity. I didn’t get any other blog posts out and this weekend was such a mess, I didn’t get anything new prepared for this week. Last weekend I was sick, and I just got so far behind. I wasn’t able to do any blog planning and I spent…
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An Open Letter | My Son’s Name is Jackson…
To the people who give my son a nickname he hasn’t asked for… His name is Jackson. Not Jax. Not Jack… Not Jaxxon. It’s Jackson. I gave him that name because I wanted him to be called Jackson. Not because I wanted his name to be shortened to Jax. Not because I wanted people like you to give him a nickname that he hasn’t asked for. Not when he can’t even tell you if he’s okay with being called anything other than his given name. You’re making a decision for him. You’ve decided that it’s okay to call my son by a name other than his own,…
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The Road To Motherhood: What No One Tells You
Hi everyone! I’d like to introduce to you, The Road To Motherhood: What No One Tells You, a new weekly series by The Mom Blog WI about motherhood and all it entails! Each week I’ll be posting about the things no one told us about becoming a parent, the things that we wish we would’ve known about creating a little human being and becoming a mom. These things wouldn’t have necessarily made us change our mind about becoming parents, but it definitely would’ve been nice to know! “When does Motherhood Begin?” If you have any suggestions about what no one told you about motherhood, please feel…
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The 30 Day Mommy Self-Care Challenge
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From The Archives | I Am More Than Just A Mom…
The Mom Blog WI | From The Archives I am not just a Mom.It is not my only title… And I have to tell myself that every, single, day. Lately, there’s been very little time to just be me. And I’ve been doing a terrible job at doing anything that has to do with solely pleasing myself above all others. It’s a hard job… I am still a Mom, though, I am not just me anymore. Being a mom is the most amazing job ever; it fills my heart but it also completely depletes my energy. It calls nearly all of my attention, and it is absolutely exhausting, and…
