7 Days Without Coffee

Day 1: My body didn’t kick the headaches, kids live here and I wasn’t caffeinated.

Day 2: My body didn’t learn to feel energized off of good clean food, kids live here and I wasn’t caffeinated.

Day 3: I almost drop-kicked everyone in this family at least twice. Kids live here and so does my husband and I wasn’t caffeinated.

Day 4: You shut your fucking mouth.

Day 5: I’m drinking coffee right now. Eff all y’all!

In conclusion, don’t. Just don’t. I don’t care how good your PH balance is or how alkaline you should be. DO NOT DO IT! Maybe cut back if you’re drinking more coffee than plain water, but don’t get carried away!

xxo

C

Note: No children were harmed in the course of this week. I can’t say I didn’t punch my husband a lil’ bit. Just a little bit. No big deal…

 

 

Top 5: New Year’s Resolutions 2017

Obviously my new year’s resolutions list has healthy food, workout more, drink more water, the usual. I’m trying to narrow down some more specific resolutions though. So for my first Top 5 List of the year I give you:

My Top 5 Resolutions (2017 Edition)

1. Don’t argue with strangers in  the comment sections. I know. I KNOW! It’s surprisingly hard though. There are so many stupid fucking people and they always feel the need to comment. It’s not my fault. I don’t even know them so I don’t know why I feel compelled to reply. Like my voice of reason is going to change their minds? Come on, me! Get it together.

2. Yoga more. So, every pregnancy relaxin (hormone) has effed up my hip joints. Like, way too loose. It was extremely painful and the pain lasted for months after each baby was born. Well, a fourth pregnancy sure as hell didn’t help that along, nor did sitting on my ass for the last year! The pain is gone, like I can lie down on one side longer than 3 minutes at a time, but the relaxin is gone too and since I didn’t stretch it throughout the transition it’s super tight. I can only sit half cross-legged! My right hip will not bend outward. Up and down is fine, just to the side is straight busted. Sooooo yeah, I’m going to yoga my face off this year! That’s just unacceptable. Plus all of the other benefits are great too.

3. Self Care. I have 4 kids. I homeschool. I don’t ask my husband for help enough. I bite off more than I can chew. I painted my nails the other day and it was the first time since before Baby J was born. I’m tired of being tired, frumpy, disheveled. That’s not who I am. This is not my body. And no, I don’t want to hear that “mom’s bodies change” blah blah blah. I know that! I can live with the stretch marks. I don’t need to be 19 again, but THIS? This isn’t me. This is exhausting and unhealthy. I want to be my best me and I can’t do that if I always put myself last.

4. Leave the house. Ugh! It’s just so much work. Is it Summer yet?

5. Organize. I am good at making a schedule. I am not great at sticking to it. I have a lot of things I want to do and accomplish this year and I need to organize my life in a way that actually works. I got a new planner (I love a new planner!) and I plan on really using it.

What kind of resolutions did you guys come up with? Anything new, or continuing on from last year? Do you like to use the new year as a fresh start?

Happy New Year!

xxo

C

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Here’s a photo of me wearing lipstick to prove how serious I am about that Self Care resolution. Lipstick people! LIPSTICK!

Right Now

I am sad.

 Right now I’m lying in my bed, a restless 4 year old by my side. My tiny son breathing gently in his bassinet. My little girl is sleeping soundly in her room. My giant 6 year old is sleeping too. My husband is playing video games downstairs and I hear him laughing and joking with mumbly voices in his headset. I am grateful to be safe right now. I am grateful that my family is here with me. That my children are sleeping soundly. That the scariest thing they’ve experienced is a day without screens for acting up. 

Tomorrow I will wake to the sound of tiny voices. Laughing and bright. Telling stories, showing me things, asking what we’re having for dinner (because they still haven’t figured out the breakfast/lunch/dinner system). And I will get busy. And I will laugh with them. Smile with them. Breath with them. I will be caught up in my life, in my gratitude. 

But, right now? It feels like the world is falling apart. The “what if’s” are creeping in. This world is convulsing in pain and I can feel it in my bones. 

So for right now, 

I am sad. 

C

Stuff

We have a lot of stuff. Too much stuff. Not good stuff, just random stuff. I envy these people posting about their simple, organized, clutter free homes, but I struggle to get rid of things. Obviously I don’t want to just throw things away because that’s insanely wasteful, but I really need to start breaking things down. Donating, re-purposing, and yes, recycling/throwing things out. There are these boxes in the basement that are filled with kitchen drawer junk and random junk collected on the shelves from when we moved. It’s been months, and clearly I haven’t needed any of it, but I look at it and think, what if? What if I NEED that one twist-tie for something? I have a serious problem! (I need to stop watching Hoarders, it does nothing but make me feel better about my own junk! Not being as bad as a person with cat skeleton’s in their walls isn’t actually saying much…)

My current goal is to simplify things in here by the end of December. Start the new year with a fresh new perspective. Really try to simplify my life on all fronts. Clutter being the biggest issue, followed by simpler food choices, drinking more water, and making reading part of my routine (which it used to be).

So here’s to a simpler life! Anticipate some extremely annoyed/cuss filled tweets and Insta’s about the process! Ha!

xxo

C

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Babies Be Nappin’

IMG_2219 I see and hear a lot of parents getting overwhelmed (especially at the beginning) about nap time. They heard all of these horror stories about poor sleep schedules and routines gone awry, They read all of these books that paint beautiful pictures and bolster unrealistic expectations. And when it fails, all that strict routine, all that imagined ease, you’re left feeling guilty. Why won’t your baby sleep on cue? Why won’t they sleep for 3 hours every afternoon, without fail, in their assigned cage?

I’ll tell you why: BABIES DO NOT GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU THINK! Yeah, I said it! That’s the truth people don’t tell you. Babies don’t care. They don’t KNOW that the box you assigned them is where you’d like them to sleep. What they know is that it’s not you. It’s not near you. It doesn’t smell or sound like you. It’s exile. You had the audacity to evict them from your insides, now you want them to sleep in Siberia? Do you see how you’re the problem? They didn’t ask for this. You did!

Now I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m certainly not saying all babies are the same, but in my personal experience, less is more. Did I sometimes go to bed with a sore back from baby carrying all day? Sure. Did I get everything I wanted done during the day? Hell yes! Because my baby was (all be it strapped to my chest) sleeping soundly. Did my kids pass out on the floor? Yup! Did they cry themselves to sleep? NOPE! Did they learn to sleep in their stroller? Yes. Did I have to schedule our entire lives around nap times? No. Did I have a few frustrating days sprinkled over the last five years due to cranky babies and weird nap times? Of course, but when that happens I can handle it, because I never had unrealistic expectations. I’ll tell you this though, they settle. They find their own rhythm. They start to fall asleep at the same time everyday, and they sleep soundly because they have no fear or stress from the struggle.

My kids are professional couch nappers.

Now, I’m not saying this will work for you and yours. I’m not. What I’m saying is that if you are that Mama (Or Daddy too) who’s mind full of books, and blogs, and mean Facebook comments, feels a tinge/wave of guilt every time you rock that toddler to sleep, nurse that babe in your arms, watch them curl up on the floor while you try desperately to down your coffee while it’s still hot, it’s okay. YOU’RE DOING IT RIGHT!

You’ve got this! Tell your stupid brain to shut the front door, and trust your Mama heart! She knows them better than you do. She was in proximity longer and had nothing better to do but supervise their construction. Take a breath. Take a beat. Remember that all they want is you, and how beautiful that is. Some days it may feel like you and your babe are running on fumes, but even that will run out. Don’t make it harder on yourself than you have to.

Once they’re out (and I promise you it will happen, sooner or later) get your coffee, stand in front of your sunniest window (or on the front steps, or out on the balcony) and just take a minute. Three deep breaths, with your eyes closed. You’ve got this. You do.

Because no matter how long they hold out, how hard they struggle and fight, how loud they might cry? Eventually, inevitably,

babies be nappin’…

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C

As a side note, think about how glorious it is when you have nothing to do and you fall asleep on the couch, basking in the sun streaming in the window. Why would you deny anyone else that glory?

The January Dull

There is a phenomenon called Post Holiday Syndrome. There are multiple things at play here. Obviously getting super jacked about the holidays is the biggest culprit, but it’s also a month of pure sugar high, beautiful lights everywhere you turn, the warmth of giving/crafting/hosting. That first week of January isn’t bad either because you usually only have to ease back into work with a few days, and your usually all hopped up on smoothies and veggie juices. Your mind is filled with the daydreams of your goals fulfilled. Another week passes. You wake up one morning and boom! You’ve got a case of the grumpies! The January Dull has set in. The sky is grey more day’s than it is blue. There’s snow outside, but it’s not that good fluffy or sticky stuff. It’s that gross, hard, garbage snow. The stuff that’s been out for awhile. Has dirt on it. Has a hard ice-rain layer on top. Not that it’s warm enough to go out and build a snowman or anything, because babies do not respond well to -20.

So here are a few tips on how to fight The January Dull:

-Vitamin D (actually though! Our bodies are built for at least 15 minutes of pure, glorious, sunshine every single day! When we can’t get that, we suffer dramatically)

-If you have white twinkle lights up over the holidays, KEEP THEM UP! We have a strand of lights hanging from the mantle. It makes all the difference. When all of the sparkle and shine come down after the holidays it can feel kind of barren. Like the magic is gone. Keep a strand up somewhere nice. You’ll keep that cozy feeling alive.

-Let the sun rule your life (a little bit). If it is sunny out, take advantage! Try your best to force yourself out of your blanket cocoon and get outside. Remember what I said about the 15 minutes? Yeah, I wasn’t kidding!

-Did you know that January 27th is Family Literacy Day? What a great excuse to go shopping for new books! And an even better excuse to spend the day curled up on the couch reading with your kids! Maybe plan a trip to the library that day?

-Eat all of the citrus! All of it! The colour alone is a pick-me-up on a grey day.

-Eat loads of fruit and veg. Let’s be honest, we ate loads of sugar over the holidays. December is basically one long baking session. Our bodies are crashing now. Hard! Beef yourselves up with some super healthy food. And don’t make it fancy either, just eat an apple, a hand full of carrot sticks. Straight up. Your body deserves it!

-Drink all the water! ALL OF THE WATER! I find January to be the driest month. Everything get’s staticky. Everyone looks so pale. Lips are always on the verge of chapping. Drink water. Straight water.

-CRANK UP THE JAMS! What are your favourite summer songs? Open the window just enough to let in a bit of fresh air, and then crank those bad boys up and dance! Some of my favourites include Me & Julio by Paul Simon*, Hey Ho by The Lumineers, Dancing In The Moonlight by King Harvest, Land Of 1000 Dances by Wilson Pickett, Judy In Disguise by John Fred and his Playboy Band, Brand New Key by Melanie Safka, and a song I know will be on hard repeat here this summer Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson ft Bruno Mars!

Well, I hope you are all making it through January without issue, but for those struggling, I hope some of these tips help. Chin up my friends! (Discount chocolate is just around the corner!)

xxo

C

*I included the link to The Royal Tenenbaums clip for Me & Julio because it’s awesome!

Walking & Talking

Our life can be chaotic. It’s currently not where we want it to be. Every day we are working towards our goals. Home time is mostly busy. On the days when we are caught up on chores, and errands, and work, and bath times, we get a chance to snuggle in and watch a movie. Inevitably, one of us falls asleep! (It’s totally me guys!) For now, we make it work. It will be worth it in the long run. But it doesn’t leave a lot of room for talking. B and I used to talk all the time! We were young, had endless time and only the responsibility of ourselves. We’d walk for hours. All over downtown. To the farmers markets. To the really good Subway, or the better bakery.

We walked and we talked.

That is what I love best about the walks we’ve been on lately. We have great bike path and trails in our city and we live along the Greenbelt. We walk for our health, to get outside, and for the monsters to stretch their legs and imaginations. But the part I like best is the talking. Talking about our life, our future, our family. Talking about anything that isn’t a chore or list, or instruction.

Get outside. Have adventures. Walk. Talk.
xxo
C

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