Life as a New Mom

A first-time mom adjusting to her new everything

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Things I’m currently semi-obsessed with

Because I have nothing else to do (that I want to do…)!

  • Nautical nursery.  This will likely become its own post sometime, but I decided I wasn’t digging the nursery I’d originally done.  So when the wall decals (the only decor, so not expensive at all) started peeling off because of the heat and crappy glue, I took it as a sign.  God wants me to redecorate this nursery.  I decided on a nautical theme, but not the cutesy baby nautical, and not coastal.  Just nautical, and someday I can transition it to a guest room decor if Widget decides he wants something different and I choose to allow it.
  • Making plans to go back and visit family.  Last time we were up was when Daddy died, so I’d like to go up for a happier occasion.  Plus my almost sister-in-law is awesome and I don’t see her enough!
  • The Real Housewives of Anywhere-Except-New-York-Because-I-Don’t-Like-New-York.  Currently airing is Beverly Hills.  No idea why I love these series so much, but I do.  I really, really do.  They make me laugh, shake my head, and feel good about my life choices, all at once.
  • My husband.  This one’s on the list to stay, but it bears saying, because I love him.

What are your current obsessions, if you have any?


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The Early Bird gets the….hot coffee!


This seems like a fitting topic for Fat Tuesday.

All my life, even the teen years, I have been a morning lark.  Mornings make me happy.  I remember being 5 years old, getting up with my daddy (who worked retail, and those shifts are crazy!) and doing Mousercise (mouse-er-size…Mickey Mouse exercise on the Disney channel) while he had breakfast.  It came on at 5am.

So why did my schedule change?  Stupid question.  It was changed by the tiny Mussolini I birthed.

More importantly, why did I allow it to take something I love?  Partly, I was sleep-deprived and I love sleep.  But once Widget evened out a bit there was no excuse.  I’d get up, feed him, change him if needed, feed the dog, make my husband’s lunch, and go back to bed.  I’d get maybe one hour extra of sleep, and not want to wake up.  When I finally got my feet to hit the floor again, I was in a terrible mood and it hung around for a few hours.

There was no reason for that.  I protest.

So I decided on an experiment, which I’ve decided this morning to make a permanent change.  I’ll still get up, feed Widget, etc.  But I’m not going back to bed.  I’m just going to stay up.  I can get my Internet fix in, hopefully write more consistently now, and have a HOT BEVERAGE.

Seriously.  Hot coffee or tea, with a 2 month old.  WINNING.

As an aside, this change has done wonders for my morale.  It’s given me something back.  Time just for me, and that’s so incredibly important.  Yet it’s the easiest thing in the world to miss noticing you miss until you have it back again.  Having the hour, or hour and half, for being alone and doing whatever I like…how freeing.  Mornings are a gift.  What’s yours?