Look At This Madness

When you have a baby, talking to yourself becomes a totally normal thing Why does everyone say they hate the smell of spit up? Her (or his) first words were "hi" and "mama".....yes, she was only 2 months old at the time, but it happened That spit up stain on you see everyday on my shoulder, that's called a name tag: "Mom" My baby is the cutest on the planet, obviously Baby wipes? You mean makeup removing wipes? Who needs a special burp rag that cost 10 dollars when you have kitchen towels? Imagine if I had as many clothes as my baby You know it's time for you to eat when baby starts crying Please, be happy and content for 10 minutes so I can get ready for the day I can't wait for you to start talking and walking Why can't she be the size of a loaf of bread again?! Babies can be blamed for any bad smell or when you're running late Why do people have more than one baby? Now I get why people have more babies

Yesterday I was at Goodwill with my mom and brother and while I was looking at the clothing, my brother asked me what "Paige as a mom" wanted for Christmas. It was in that moment I realized, I don't really know what I like any more. All I could think about was diapers or Starbucks and Starbucks really doesn't count. I've found myself trying to figure out what I actually like besides anything to do with Ella and boy, it's a tough one. When your little person comes into the world nothing else seems to matter - nothing.  What do moms like? I like face wash and face lotions or grocery shopping... Anything organic or all natural... plants are neat, like the scallions I'm proudly growing in a cup in the kitchen. The scallions are like my little plant children. I'm 21 years old and that's all I got on the list of 'what I like' - What an odd thing. Mom Likes: plants groceries face lotions eye cream organic all natural nifty cooking spa

It's amazing just how much the world revolves around sex. Women post pictures of themselves wearing just a bra and underwear. The latest Netflix original television series almost always have both male and female nudity. The clothing is getting more see through and skimpier by the minute. In this world we all want attention. It seems the attention we get from those who matter often isn't enough. Some find an outlet in social media sites called Instagram, Tumblr, or Facebook to fulfill the needs we think we need. The bikini we know today grew in popularity in the 1950s, it was shocking to the world and back then it covered twice as much more skin. Since then, swimsuits have drastically plummeted. More boob to show, more butt to show, less and less skin to cover. At this rate, we'll all be walking around naked in a few years. Let's hope not. I guess what I am trying to say is, the only approval you need is the approval you give yourself. Confidence comes from within,

And like that I was captivated. His delicate touch and warm hands were a sort of comfort to me. We drove in his car for a while. I could feel the life running through my veins. Something I can’t say I had ever experienced until that very moment.  Although it was cold outside I did not feel cold. Not this time. No, this time I felt loved and that was all the warmth I needed. I could see it in those beautiful brown eyes. The drive felt like a dream in which I never wanted to cease my slumber. It was as though everything around us disappeared and all that mattered was this picturesque journey we had embarked on and the two of us.  As he pulled up to the curb he kindly sent me to the back seat and got out of the car. Moments later a beautiful woman sat in the front seat. As I carefully watched the two, their smiles captured my mind and captivated my body leaving me breathless. Listening to them talk to one another was on of the loveliest things I had ever heard. It was that moment I kn

"I don't need it," she says. So she continues driving in the lane to go home. Moments later her blinker is on.   She is now in the lane to make a right turn instead of the   lane she should really be in headed for home.   "I don't need it! I don't need it!" And once again she is back in the lane to go home, where   she of course should stay. "But I want it" So she looks over her shoulder quickly to find a truck is in   her Blindspot and she can't get over. So she stays in the lane to go home. Seconds from her   house she is weak and screaming. "I want it!" So she makes a U-turn feeling defeated yet exhilarated. A minute passes. "Hi, can I get a venti iced carmel macchiato upside down   with only 3 pumps of vanilla." "That will be [a   thousand dollars] and 25 cents, we'll see   you at the window."   My mom, sister and I are now at the point that our drinks   are often being made before we

I had been getting a severe pain in my lower abdomen for a few days, to the point I felt I was going to pass out. It was terrible. At the time I was living in Washington with Matt and I didn't have access to a regular doctor's appointment because the closest Kaiser was in Oregon. The only option was to go to an emergency room but I didn't think something like this would be serious enough, so I put it off a few more days. Stress got the best of me in those few days. What if it were a cyst or worse, cancer?! I guess you could say I am a worry wart. So one night after I got off of work at Michael's we finally decided it was time for me to get checked out. We get to the Emergency room and they ask me a list of questions. "Is there a chance you are pregnant?" I didn't think so. One in a million chance. "Have you been bleeding?" I just got off of an 11 day period.  Next thing I know they roll me on over to get an ultra sound and as the tech get

Here're my ideas, now take a peak Ideas that are strong and never   weak Add some color and humor to Making it perfect just for you Cards for Christmas or your   birthday Always expressing what you want   to say Something simple, something   sweet All expectations, a card should   meet "Merry Christmas, now have some   cheer" "Don't forget the eggnog and   maybe a beer" "This Christmas season try not to   pout..." "Laughter is what the season's all   about" "May your Holiday season be   filled with all that brings you Joy." "No need to cry..." "At least you didn't die. Happy   Birthday" "It's your birthday...." "Do what you want."   "It's only another birthday, don't   shed a tear..." "You've only grown older by   another year" "The word's not over, you still   look great" "Even if you've gained a little   weight" P

Women have two forms of speech, literal, and their own versions of figurative. I have come to realize my mom‘s version of "Just a second," "I’m ready," or "I’m on the way," has a very figurative meaning. I however, speak literally when I say "Just a second," I am grabbing my keys and walking out the door. "I’m ready," means that I am waiting to leave and I am fully ready to do so. "I’m on the way," means I am physically driving in my car and on the way to the destination.  On the flip side, my mom's version of "Just a second," actually means she may or may not be about to get in the shower, still needs to get dressed, put some makeup on and of course, blow dry her hair.  "I’m ready," in fact means she is at least dressed though her hair is still dripping wet and she may or may not be in the middle of putting her makeup on. "I’m ready," may also look like dripping hair, and trying on all th

One word: Spinach. Doctors are always so encouraging of "leafy greens this," "leafy greens that" and spinach is the easiest vegetable to incorporate into meals. My favorite is adding olive oil and 'melting' spinach down in a pan, adding scallions, mushrooms, green peppers, and at the end, an egg. This mixture can be eaten alone, or thrown on a tortilla for a breakfast burrito. Feeling guilty that you just ordered pizza? My advice for feeling a little less guilty, ADD SPINACH! Raw spinach leaves tastes perfectly fine on any type of pizza all while adding those leafy greens your body secretly cries for. Nearly anything that can go on a bun will taste just fine with spinach. Meat patties, veggie patties, tuna, or chicken. When you use iceberg lettuce there isn't a huge nutritional benefit. As expressed in the title, ICEBERG lettuce, there is a high water concentration rather than actual nutrients. I for one have a peculiar method to eating spinach

Being a mom is not knowing if that's food or baby poop stained on my jeans Being a mom is not caring about the spit up that forever lives on my clothes Being a mom is having people harshly stare when I hold my baby as though I'm to young to be a mom Being a mom is having people talk about how cute my baby is when grandma (otherwise known as MeMe) holds her Being a mom is people telling me I shouldn't drink coffee if I'm nursing  Being a mom is going to Starbucks every morning from waking up every 2 hours to nurse  Being a mom is sometimes forgetting to stop to think about you  Being a mom is caring for a little person like you never have before  Being a mom is having someone say it's to bad I'm so young  Being a mom is hearing how adorable my baby is, which I couldn't agree more Being a mom is sometimes caring what other people think Being a mom is not caring what people think  Being a mom is having an aching back and hands  Being a mom is getting a great

My beautiful daughter, Ella Sylvia, was born on 7 - 7 - 17 at 9:55 pm weighing 6 pounds, 15 ounces at 20 and a quarter inches long. It has been 12 days and so far I've come to learn a few things I hadn't otherwise known. 1. Mother instincts are real. It wasn't until my own baby that I actually had a "thing" for babies. Before Ella they were just these little animatronic type creatures that cried and needed diaper changes. Now that I have my own little creature, she's so much more than that. She's my life, my joy, my little bean and all in all, these first 12 days have been SO MUCH easier than I ever thought they would be. 2. Diaper changes aren't bad AT ALL! Not going to lie, it took me a good three or four days to change a diaper all by myself - my first diaper change ever, might I add. My husband was thankfully right on top of changing her whereas I was merely an observant bystander for the first few days. 3. Once the milk comes in, your boob

The other day I had an appointment with a couple at five o'clock to discuss dog sitting. At four thirty I was on my way home to take a nap completely forgetting the appointment. I woke up at six o'clock to see her text, "I'll be at my house in five minutes" - sent an hour ago. Half asleep I call her and apologize greatly and explain that with this pregnancy brain of mine I totally forgot. She was not upset and I let her know I would be at her house in about 20 minutes. Frantically I grab my purse, spend two seconds looking in the mirror and head to my car. As I'm getting out of my car in front of their house I realize I have also forgotten to put my bra back on. The entire time I held my arms up holding my phone and resting on the top of my baby bump trying to conceal any chance of visible nipple. Not only am I pretty sure they noticed and avoided looking any lower than my face, but I left feeling totally mortified and still having to take care of their

If you had asked me how my first year of marriage is going a month ago, I would've said "It's so easy, I love it." Now, however, although I still love it, being married is not easy. It always sounds better when I mention the fact I've known Matt since I was 15 years old but in all honesty I haven't. Sure we went to the same high school and had the same teachers but we were the farthest thing from friends and quite frankly, I wanted nothing to do with him if he was the kind of guy to date the kind of girl he was dating back then. I never got along with kids my own age because of the fact they act like kids. I've always dated someone older than me with the exception of my husband who is 6 months younger. As the scientists say, girls mature faster than boys - this statement I still find to be incredibly true. The truth is, mine and Matts first date was July 10, 2016. A few months later I became pregnant most likely the first or second time we slept toge

Talk about madness, since my last post, I: -Dyed my hair blue -Moved to Washington from California -Dyed my hair reddish brown -Started working at Michaels Arts and Crafts Store -Found out I was pregnant -Moved back to California -Dyed my hair blonde -Got married to the love of my life -Moved into a 3 bedroom house -Started an Ebay account that I have high hopes for And now my days consist of: -Baby feet kicking my ribs and other organs, like my bladder -Baby clothes -Grocery shopping and cooking -Painting signs on old planks of wood -Trying to find as many people to do henna on as I can -Cleaning the house -Running errands -Selling anything I have on apps -Working for my mom So whether you read all of those or not, my following blog posts will be about the madness that is being a wife, cooking, and a soon to be mother and around July 8, when baby Ella is due, about being a stay at home mom. Heads up, I know absolutely nothing of babies, I have never really b