It started with a hat. Well, really it started with the idea of a bib I wanted to make…but I made the hat first. It got incredibly popular and I started creating different versions of the hat. Now, it is a full blown Etsy shop and turning into a little business. I love making these hats, but in a way, I look forward to slower days so that I can start working on new projects. I have so many ideas in my head! But I have one issue.
I let a Jumperoo into my home. This is a huge deal for me. I was vehemently against the exersaucers. I feel like they are little ADD machines. I refused to register for one. Got one from a mom who “knew” that I needed one. Returned it. Survived without it for 6 months. Yes. I was able to have my daily coffee WITHOUT an exersaucer. I must be magical.
What’s harder? I honestly can’t decide. And taking WAHM a step further… what’s worse, a set schedule or a flex schedule? Seriously. I can’t figure it out. The main downfall I have experienced as a WAHM is that people don’t seem to understand that the W is WORK. I DO in fact have a job. […]
I don’t really know what I was expecting. A week at the beach. It should be relaxing, right? It was a week with my family, including two 4-year-olds, two 7-year-olds, and a sick Grandpop. But my dad doesn’t get to spend a lot of time with Little B, so I didn’t care. Now we are home and we’re both sick. The little man coughs like an 80 year old woman who has smoked since birth. It is both sad and funny. Luckily, it has been raining non-stop since we got home. Windows open. 70 degrees out. Mother Nature, be our humidifier.