Mother’s Day 2019

My two oldest had special mother’s day themed events at their schools last week. I loved getting to spend quality time with each of them. Their teachers did an amazing job and I left feeling so loved. I love looking back at their artwork over the years so I am posting this for my future self.

Mommy Spa & Mom Facts

My son had a pamper mom day spa in his classroom. He gave me a massage, applied my makeup, and painted my nails. It was super sweet. I loved seeing how focused he was on applying my makeup and enjoyed watching all his classmates do the same.

My oldest answered the following questions and fill in the blanks for his teacher and these were presented to me last week at his classrooms mother’s day event.

How old is your mom? My guess is she is her 60’s

What color is her hair? My hair

What’s her favorite drink and snack? Water and pizza

My mom deserves a hug.

What’s her favorite thing to do with you? Play

What does she like to do for fun? Go places with us

My mom smells as good as pizza.

What does she do during the day? Play with my brothers and sister

My mom is as pretty as a rainbow.

What is the one thing she says to you most often? I love you

I would like to tell my mom I love you.

Muffins with Mom

My daughter had a muffins with mom event at her school. It was outside and we even had a light rain but that didn’t stop us from having fun. We ate and I even had a super delicious iced coffee. It was so nice to be able to have sweet conversations with her. So so good!

The Weekend

Our weekend was spent at church and with family and overall I am feeling very thankful for the opportunity to spend so much time with people I love. We spent the morning with my parents at the park and my Dad grilled hotdogs and hamburgers for lunch. Our church provided each child a carnation to give their mom at the end of Sunday school and I left church with a small bouquet.

And that is a super brief recap of last week and how I celebrated Mother’s Day this year :).

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5 Things I Survived The First Year of Motherhood

With Mother’s Day right around the corner I was reflecting back on my first year of motherhood and a few random memories came back to me. It is hard to believe that my oldest is now in elementary school. I hope you enjoy reading about 5 things I survived my first year of motherhood.

Weird Dreams

I’d wake up at night believing I’d brought the baby into bed and that I lost him in the sheets. I nearly had a panic attack the first time it happened. I was frantic mess screaming, turning on the lights, and ripping the sheets off our bed. Josh would wake up both confused and alarmed. Then he would go check on the baby in his room and there he would be sleeping soundly. Josh had to keep reassuring me that he was in his crib. I was in tears and it took me going into his room to see he was ok for me to be able to try to sleep again. It  happened every night for a few weeks.

Other nights Josh would wake up to find me roaming the hallway. I honestly think I was sleep walking because in my head I was holding the baby nursing him back to sleep while I walked up and down the hall. Josh would turn on the lights and repeatedly ask me what I was doing. I was annoyed because I couldn’t understand how he couldn’t see I was feeding the baby. Then I would look down and see that I was holding my very engorged boobs thinking they were the baby. Very weird but eventually it became almost comical, I said almost, it still freaked me out a little. Anyone else have crazy nightmares like this?

Projectile Vomit

I was so concerned something was horribly wrong with my son when this would happen. And it didn’t happen often. This picture captured my son’s little smile after he had unloaded on me. It was everywhere. Hair, face, body, and floor.

And this episode was totally my fault. He spiked his first fever and after calling the pediatrician they said it would be ok to give him medicine. I was trying to give him infant Tylenol with the dispenser and accidentally caused a gag reflex.

My Husband’s Firefighter Schedule

I really wasn’t sure how I would do with Josh being gone for 24 hours, sometimes 48 hours, at a time. Babywise helped so much because I had a schedule and routine to follow that we rarely deviated from. I knew what time I would be nursing and putting the baby down for naps each and everyday regardless of when my husband was home.

The fire department really is our extended family and Josh has been fortunate with the people and crews he has worked with. They have let him come home for emergency’s, welcomed our family into the station for visits, and given us gently used clothes and toys.

It wasn’t until we had our first baby that I really began to see the benefits of the firefighter schedule for Josh and our family. He has been able to spend so much time with our kids doing the day to day things that most dads don’t have the availability to do with a nine to five job.

Funny fact. I went into labor while Josh was on shift with baby 1, 2, and 3.

Mastitis

Mastitis is an infection of breast tissue that is caused by clogged milk ducts, tight fitting bras, and not emptying the breast all the way during feedings. The symptoms include fever, tender and swollen breast, nausea and/or vomiting, and overall fatigue.

Eight weeks postpartum I went to swim laps and go for run. I got dressed after my swim and discovered my sport bras did not fit me very well and were quite tight. Later on that day I noticed a huge and painful lump in my right breast. It felt like a golf ball had been shoved under my skin. I knew from my friends that this meant I had a clogged duct and there was the possibility that I could develop mastitis.

I immediately began massaging my chest to see if I could release the clog (this was really painful) and made an appointment to see my doctor. Several hours later I was diagnosed with mastitis. Booooooo. I was told to go and invest in new bras, and was prescribed several herbal remedies, antibiotics, and a lymphatic massage for my treatment. A few weeks later I was feeling much better.

Related Reading: My Breastfeeding Story & Pumping, Dumping, Freezing Breastmilk and Bottle Feeding

The Cockroach

This last and final story really doesn’t have anything to do with motherhood directly it just happened during my first year of being a mom. We had large cockroaches that lived around our townhouse. When the complex was sprayed each month it wasn’t unusual to have 5-10 dead on our doorstep.

Josh and I had turned out the lights and gone to bed and within minutes he was already asleep. Shortly after I heard this weird noise on the wall behind me. Seconds later I felt something fall on my head and into my hair. Sitting upright in bed Josh woke up asking what I was doing. I told him something had fallen on me. After the weird dreams I had been having about the baby he told I should go back to sleep. When I laid my head back down I felt something moving in my hair. I started screaming, shaking my head, jumping up and down and stripping off my clothes, while turing on the lights. Josh kept telling my to be quite because the baby was going to wake up. And that is when we saw the huge cockroach crawling around in our bed.

Thankfully my hysterically screaming didn’t wake up the baby or disturb the neighbors we shared common walls with. I had the hardest time going back to sleep even after changing the sheets and taking a shower. And that is saying a lot for a mama with a newborn to not be able to fall asleep ;).

I treasure being a mother to my children and I hope you enjoyed this post! I would love to know something you survived your first year of motherhood.

Happy Mother’s Day to all you beautiful mama’s this weekend! Enjoy your blessings that God has given you!

Related Reading: A Mother’s Day Tribute

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My Thoughts On Blogging

It is hard to believe that I have been blogging since November 2011. Wow. I wanted to share some recent thoughts I have had about blogging. If you are a blogger perhaps you can relate and if not maybe it will give you a behind the scene glimpse into the blogosphere. I have had my content stolen by other bloggers, mine and my children’s images used without permission, and most recently my entire blog was hacked. If you visited here last week and were redirected due to the hack I would like to apologize. I never thought this would happen to my blog. I am so happy to be back up and running thanks to Ryan and the amazing team at Southern Web. If you need any help with your website or blog I highly recommend them! 

When I first started blogging I overshared. I cringe when I look back at some of my posts. Most of which have been removed from being public at this point. And the area that I overshared the most was discussing my children. Thankfully I felt convicted on this more and more over the years. Last year Josh and I made the decision that we would not be posting photos of the kids on our social media accounts and I would not share photos on the blog. As a mother I am choosing to make their security a priority and limit their digital footprint.

About 5 years ago my husband was at the mall with our son who was 18 months old at the time (yep you can tell this story is old because people still shopped at the mall instead of on Amazon). Two women came up to Josh that he had never met before. They were saying hello to him and our son by name, saying how cute our son was, and that they read my blog and really loved our family.

While I think the intention of those ladies at the mall was harmless, I also couldn’t stop thinking about how that scenario would play out as my son grew older. Would he one day resent me for sharing his images and stories on the internet without his permission? Would I regret the amount of information I had shared, knowing that I had helped build his online presence and history from a young age?

As a grappled with those questions a few months later our daughter was born. Though I continued to share photo’s and information on this blog and my social media channels a nagging feeling was lingering underneath my writing. I wondered should I really be doing this? I didn’t want to stop blogging but maybe I needed a course correction.

At this time my life felt like it was spiraling out of control. I had postpartum depression and anxiety after our daughter was born and I felt overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with figuring out how to take care of two kids under the age of two, overwhelmed with what direction I should be blogging and honestly just overwhelmed with life in general. At this lowest point I realized I could no longer just say that God was fully in control of my mind and heart. I would actually need to surrender control over to him. The course correction I was seeking wasn’t only for what direction I should be blogging. Ultimately I was trying to figure out who I was living for and who I was trying to glorify in the process.

The ugliness and brokenness inside me wasn’t something I wanted to glorify. Instead of seeking out what the world was offering me through mind numbing reality television, social media feeds, and the latest headlines of breaking news I started to pursue Jesus. And my soul started to rest.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

Matthew 11:28 – 30

I would love to say this was easy but it wasn’t. It was hard and painful. But the more I kept pursuing Jesus the more I started to find peace that I hadn’t felt in years. Through this refining process I let go of areas in my life that didn’t honor the Lord, like teaching yoga. In letting areas of my life die, God in his goodness, breathed new life into me by leading me into pursuing foster care.

It has been really amazing to see the transformation of my writing style and content over the last 7 years. This blog started out as a way to document my health and wellness journey. It has provided our family with additional income and allowed me to connect and build relationships with more people.

The biggest and most unexpected blessing blogging has provided me is the ability to witness and revisit the greatest transformation happening in my life. I am being made new in Christ.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!

2 Corinthians 5:17

I am thankful for the ability to freely write about any topic I wish and to encourage others in the process. Thank you so much for reading! I appreciate all of you who take the time to visit The Workout Mama.

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