Soooo let’s take a break from talking babies, stress, and husbands lol. Recently I’ve abandoned by flat iron and haven’t looked back since. It was a rude awakening when I moved to the South and discovered it was a lost cause trying to make my waves behave. Since then, I’ve found the Curly Girl Method. From research on Pinterest to buying every product I find, I have been doing my best to bring my hair back to life and let it do its own thing 💇🏼
I figured I might as well document what works and what doesn’t. Hence the hair post lol. So here goes….
I decided to give Ouidad shampoo and conditioner a go. Let me be clear, I only tried the shampoo and conditioner because it was on sale in a value pack. I plan on purchasing the styling products to try with them. For now, I used the shampoo and conditioner with Cantu curl cream (for kids because I accidentally picked up that bottle at Publix and decided I liked it 😍).
Overall, I liked the way Ouidad felt during the wash and condition. The smell was amazing and my hair felt clean. I can honestly say my curl pattern wasn’t much different from my usual cheapie products. However, I feel I should report on that again after using the styling products that go with them. I have used the comparable products from Devacurl and I definitely prefer Ouidad because of the lather and texture I was left with. So, the jury is still out but for now I give it 👍🏼👍🏼.
☝🏼 this last picture is after my hair completely air dried and I scrunched out the crunch.
I’d say I have a 2C texture most days and I’m hoping I can get a more defined curl pattern 🙏🏼
(Side note: cheers to me for posting two days in a row! 🙀)
When I became a mom I had this picturesque notion that I had at least 18ish months until I would be dealing with full fledged tantrums. I’m here to let all the readers know, I was wrong. I was devastatingly wrong.
At almost 10 months, we are now dealing with 5-10 tantrums a day. Let me reiterate…I had no freaking idea babies her age threw tantrums! So, I did what any other good, millennial mom would do. I Googled it 🙏🏼
The Google gods state that baby tantrums differ from toddler tantrums and they shouldn’t be handled in the same way. From what I gathered, baby tantrums arise out of a surge of emotion or frustration from not being able to move where said baby wishes or communicate wants or needs. (Insert mental dialogue: “Well shit. There is literally nothing I can do but continue guessing what she wants and help her ride the emotional roller coaster.”)
Folks I am here to tell you, this is hard and I am struggling. Today we tried repeatedly offering snacks, drinks, cuddles, and every toy in the house. I’d like to say I’m figuring her out but she’s like an entirely different person the older she gets. I love watching her evolve but girl is gonna give momma a drinking problem (as in coffee).
On a positive note, she learned where her nose is and how to point to it today. That’s a win, right?
I haven’t been as dedicated as I told myself I would be. I tried to be strict about writing on a regular basis but it’s fallen by the wayside. Mom life is definitely coming easier but I’m still struggling to grasp back onto “me”. I feel like I’ve lost a large part of my personality since becoming a mom.
Since I’ve been trying to climb out of this hole I’ve dove head first into crafts, fitness, and excessive Pinteresting. It’s unhealthy how much I’m on Pinterest and let me be clear…I am NOT a Pinterest mom (lol).
Some days I spend 3+ hours supervising free play from my recliner while I Pinterest things I wish I could be doing. I’m not even sure what I hope to accomplish by writing about this but maybe if another mom stumbles across this post and can relate to this numbness I feel, maybe she’ll feel relieved that she’s not alone. Maybe she’ll feel enough sunshine to climb out of her own hole.
I feel like my loss of concrete purpose is to blame. I’m no longer in school, no longer working, and I have no long term goals anymore. So, I’m just wandering…that’s the only thing I can equate it to. I suppose I’ll continue searching for my fleeing wit and work on being present. After all, that’s all any of us can guarantee.
As you can see it’s been a hot minute since I last posted. I think I needed a break from life to let my mental state recuperate. I haven’t really been doing anything outside of taking care of the sweet little one and spending time with my husband. I did, however, quit my job. Aside from a few loose ends, I just decided it was time to move on. I’ve never felt better about leaving an opportunity. It was just too far away from my passions and it was draining me. I couldn’t be a good mom when all I could think about what the dread I felt for work.
So from there, I’m not sure what my next move is. I’m currently working on my real estate license and just kind of enjoying life. I’d like to find more outlets to be creative and work with my hands. I find that I’m happiest when I can create things.
I suppose the point in sharing all of this is to illustrate how important mental health is in relation to parenting. I needed to “reset” for the sake of my daughter. Since taking the step back, I’ve realized I was selling myself short and it was hurting both of us. I’m so grateful my husband has a job that allows me to kind of retreat inward from time to time. I just want other moms to know it’s okay to not have a 9-5 CAREER. It’s okay to not buy into the rushing around lifestyle. Some people, introverts especially, need that downtime to re-energize and discover themselves again. Life is too short to stay in the career you hate just because being busy is glamorized.
So it’s been a while since I posted and I could lie and I could lie and say I’ve just been having a wonderful time with my baby and I’ve been enjoying motherhood. However I’ll spare you from that. The truth is, I’ve been struggling to write this because it comes from a dark place. For the last month I’ve been navigating through symptoms of depression and intense anxiety. I’ve always experienced anxiety and I suppose you could just say I was “high functioning”. Now, however, it is debilitating.
Parenting with anxiety is exhausting. My baby is what some may refer to as “high intensity”. Some days her cries feel like the stings of a hot cattle iron on my brain. I know she’s not intentionally doing this but as someone that absolutely needs quiet time to recharge, it is sometimes too much to cope with. I love her. I love her so much it consumes all of me. So dealing with the frustration I feel and the absolute admiration for her is confusing at times.
Along with intensifying anxiety, I’ve also noticed some depression creeping in. Recently, I haven’t wanted to leave the house. I’m angry 90% of the time. I no longer enjoy my favorite pastimes. With a background in psychology, these red flags are obviously alarming. The realization that I’m probably dealing with postpartum depression hit me like a wave. I remember the panic I felt as I called my mom to vent the issues I had been facing. She worries for me now and I don’t blame her. I’m very isolated because I live 600+ miles away from any family.
I suppose I’m coping a little better now. I’ve been trying at least. The main reason I’m sharing this now is because of some slim hope that it may help someone else. If someone is feeling this way, I want them to know they aren’t a horrible person. It’s entirely possible to love your baby and still feel these things. I see you. You can feel better. Please practice some self love when you can. Take that walk alone. Paint your nails. Enjoy that coffee. You deserve it and so does your little one.
I would like to precede the following post with the motive behind it. I find myself complaining about my husband on a daily basis and I just feel that I need to recognize the positivity he brings to my life and try to recognize it on a more regular basis.
Ordinarily, I’m ranting about my husband not helping with the baby, leaving messes, ignoring me to play video games, neglecting yard work, etc. See, there I go again. I do feel like I carry the weight of the household most days, but I need to recognize that he does leave the house everyday and work at one of the most stressful jobs in the world (air traffic controller). He provides for us and would do absolutely anything to make us happy.
I’m reminded of his kind heart on special days. My birthday was just a few days ago and he rewarded me by taking me out to buy a nice camera. I’ve been begging for one so I could take baby pictures without shelling out the cash for professional pictures every other month. He also took the time to take us hiking all afternoon so I could play with my new toy and enjoy some quality time together as a family. I can’t even express how much that day meant to me. As a somewhat peculiar female, I do not enjoy shopping sprees, fancy dinners, or trips to the spa. That day was exactly what I needed to feel special and only he could do that for me.
I suppose I should summarize the point behind this long-winded brag session. Husbands may frustrate us to no end, but at the end of the day maybe we need to put ourselves in their shoes. I can honestly say my husband has no clue what he’s doing as a parent, but I don’t either. He’s learning right along with me. He doesn’t have the advantage of staying home with her every single day and I need to recognize the learning curve and help bring him up to speed, not belittle him for his inexperience.
So, my little Millie girl is 5 months old tomorrow. That alone is enough to blow my mind and I’ll probably cry a few bittersweet tears when I take her monthly photo tomorrow. Since she’s growing so fast and her favorite activities are changing by the week, I thought I’d share and commemorate what her favorites are for this month.
- BOBA WRAP: I cannot sing enough praises for this invention. My Boba has been a lifesaver since she was two weeks old. It contains pure sleepy dust. Okay, maybe not but it might as well. Anytime she is fussy, tired, or just pissed off for some unknown reason, the Boba will save the day. It’s comfortable for me to wear around the house and some days that’s the only way I can accomplish anything. Also, it’s low key stylish for when I have to make a Target run with spit up on my shirt.
- Skip Hop Stationary Activity Center: She loves this! The toys simply snap into place and the entire station evolves for your growing/developing baby. I love the fact that it doesn’t have cartoon characters. No Nemo or Pooh messing with my living room decor 🙂 Now if those guys are you jam, more power to you. I prefer the minimalist design Skip Hop has given us.
- Munchkin Mesh Feeder: We’re doing baby led weaning and this little gadget is perfect for transitioning into that. She’s still a little young to be chewing real food but has been showing some real interest in food so the mesh feeder is perfect for to start sampling fruit and veggie flavors. I highly recommend purchasing this!
- Munchkin Teething Ball: Munchkin also has this little gem on the market now. My mom picked this up and I initially thought it would be too awkward and she would never chew on it. Well…let me tell you this is her favorite teething toy to date. We bring that ball everywhere and if she isn’t chewing on one of the textures, she’s latched onto it. Nursing babes lol.
- Aquaphor Diaper Rash Cream: Okay this last one is more of my favorite. I’m pretty sure she couldn’t care less which cream I’m plastering her backside with. This stuff has really been phenomenal for any irritation she gets. A few months ago, I was still using Desitin, which actually made her skin look worse. I picked up some Aquaphor Diaper Rash Cream on a trip to Target and haven’t looked back since.
At 5 months, these are our main squeezes. I’d love to hear what other sweet babes are loving at this age and what other moms can recommend as she gets older! As always, much love to those that stumble across my humble blog posts ❤