Wednesday, November 29, 2017

What's in the Woods?: Sugar Rush Essentials

As a mom, I have come to realize the importance of self-care.  Whether it's doing a face mask in an attempt to mask the years of no sleep and crow's feet, or relaxing in a nice bubble bath with a beautifully scented bath bomb, finding a few moments for self-care is so important.  So naturally when I heard of a great local business with all hand-made products to help make me feel refreshed and relaxed, I had to check it out!  When asked "where in the Woods can I find pampering goodies without driving for hours or waiting on a Lush order?" I always respond with "Sugar Rush Essentials!"

If you are looking to pamper yourself or a loved one, Jayce Williams, owner of Sugar Rush Essentials has something for you.  Jayce is a mother and military spouse local to the Fort Leonard Wood area!  Her product offerings include handmade bathbombs, sugar scrubs, essential oil rollers, bath salts, shower jellies, shower soothers, artisan soap dipped loofahs, foot spa tablets, charcoal masks, coffee exfoliator, hydrating honey oat exfoliator, shaving cream, Origami Owl Charm Bombs, and Pokebombs.  She works on new creations all the time, so there is always something exciting happening.

Sugar Rush Essentials is such a great addition to our area!  Jayce uses a variety of essential oils and is able to cater to individual's needs as necessary for allergies, sensitivities, or personal preference.  Her items are produced in small quantities with excellent quality control standards--and each item is handmade by Jayce!  With the holidays approaching, be sure to check out Sugar Rush Essentials for your holiday gifting.  These items would make perfect stocking stuffers, and Jayce is offering a $10 discount on all basket orders placed before Christmas! Be sure to contact her for further details.  She also offers discounts on bulk orders.  To learn more about Sugar Rush Essentials, check out the Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/SugarRushEssentials/ and be sure to join her VIP Group! 

Pictured are (top) bath bombs, (center) charcoal peel off mask, and (bottom) artisan dipped loofahs.  How great do these products look?

Disclaimer: The Mediocre Mommy received no compensation for writing this business showcase. The opinions shared are based on an interview with the business owner and are an unbiased publication of the owner's response.

Photos are property of Jayce Williams and Sugar Rush Essentials.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

New Traditions; Old Roots

It's been five years since my husband and I were back "home" for Thanksgiving.  As a military family, traveling a long ways away (and any army base is a LONG ways away from Wyoming!) just isn't always that doable.  Plus, spending 17 hours in the car with two toddlers is frankly quite nauseating.  Like most military families, we have learned to bend and change to make holidays special for our children, and ourselves so we spend them among our new found family wherever we are. 

As I was explaining the history of Thanksgiving to my son, who was convinced there would be presents involved of some sort, I was thinking about how our new tradition these past few years of spending this particular holiday with friends is not unlike the roots from which it sprouted.  In a
nutshell, Thanksgiving was a time when people from different backgrounds who have shared different cultures, customs, and ideas with each other came together to celebrate that.  They were thankful for the differences that made them a community; they were thankful for friendship; not unlike military families.  The ultimate traditional Thanksgiving is among friends.  There's kids playing and laughing, tons of food, plenty of wine, more than plenty desserts, warmth, love, and memories.  The kinds that can really only be made among friends. 

Military families are especially unique.  It doesn't take us long to form very strong bonds.  Finding "your kind of people" in a field of less than two percent isn't always that easy but somehow we don't let that stop us.  We just jump right in and find them.  We find the people who like coffee and wine.  The people who are in our same or similar life stages; newlyweds, parents, people who live life in leggings, people whose big kids love our little kids tagging along with them, empty nesters...the list goes on and on.  Bonus points if the husbands' get along, too!  Seriously, though. That can be the toughest part sometimes.  I am so thankful that our thanksgiving was spent with delicious foods, lots of laughs, some tasty wine because mommy's kind of need that to be nice sometimes, and pies.  There may have been 16 pies...who's counting, right?  Holidays are best spent in the company of those friends that feel just like family.  For those friends who will always be like family, I am thankful.  Our new traditions in this life have grown from the old roots planted so many years ago. 

Friday, November 17, 2017

Why All Moms can Love 'Sing!"

It's rare that I find a movie that my children love that I don't get sick of hearing play at least twice daily for days on end.  I have seen enough 'Cars', 'Home', and 'Planes' to last 1 million people a lifetime, and if I ever see or hear another freakin' minion again, I may vomit.  I really, really can't stand those yellow gibberish-speaking, hyper, assholes.  Lightning McQueen is okay, he learns some good lessons and let's be honest--we all get a kick out of Mater!  Oh is also alright.  His voice drives me crazy, but the music in 'Home' is spot on (I mean the movie only, not the crappy spin-off show Netflix made; stick to 'Stranger Things' guys).  However, there is one kids movie I can totally get behind and that's 'Sing!'. 

 It's not the super hip soundtrack.  It's not that the gorilla has a dreamy voice.  It's not the amazing love of music and art that the film portrays to kids.  It's not even the lesson in chasing dreams and those from many backgrounds banding together to accomplish a common goal.  It's Rosita.  It's ALL Rosita (voiced by Reese Witherspoon). 

Because Rosita is my spirit animal.  Literally--the movie is all animals.  But it's more than that.  Rosita embodies all of the things that I feel about myself as a stay-at-home mother.  Rosita personifies (pigsonifies? whatever) all of it.  For those unfamiliar with the film, Rosita is a stay-at-home mother of like 45 kids (she's a pig, they have had a few litters by this point!) with a husband who works long hours out of the home.  She has a beautiful talent, singing, that is so often lost in the daily rigmarole of motherhood and housework. She is seen early on in the movie singing 'Firework' by Katy Perry which is such a fitting song.  Hands up if you have ever felt like a plastic bag floating through the wind, wanting to start again; am I right?  I know that in the heat of the chores, and the kids, and the cooking, and the dog, and the chaos that is my everyday life I feel like this used up, old, crinkly, plastic bag who just wants to be recognized as worth something again!  In those moments, I am sure we all have felt that way.  Back to Rosita!  As the movie goes on, she finds the flyer for an "American Idol" esque singing competition and decides to try out while her 6 million kids are in school and husband is at work.

So she goes and is finally recognized for having a great voice, even though her moves are something to be desired.  She is partnered with the amazing Gunter, a fellow swine who may not be the best singer but damn, that pig has got some moves!  As the contest rehearsals continue, Rosita battles with the struggles of still having her motherly and home duties while wanting to focus also on something for herself.  Her children don't listen to her (I feel her on that), her husband falls asleep when she is trying to tell him her big news about making it into the competition (I feel her on that), and she struggles with finding herself in a life full of giving to others with no gratitude returned.  There's even a scene where she has to take her "sick" child to a rehearsal with her and in a hyper whirlwind he messes up the whole room--basically me every single time I have to tote my two hyper heathens anywhere important with me.  Like meetings. 

As the film continues, Rosita is finally able to recenter and find herself again through her singing.  She even finds a little sexy mama in there, too, thanks to the sweet dance moves Gunter teaches her.  Gunter is definitely Zumba certified. Has to be. I recognized those moves for sure.  Rosita deals with a lot of crap during the movie--not just the whole taking care of the family bit, but also feeling unsure of herself.  She often wonders if the "spark" just can't be relit anymore.  She finds herself in the grocery store, just busting a move while shopping alone in the produce aisle.  I love shopping alone for basically the same reason.  Only alone can I bust a move next to the gauc in peace.   At the end of the movie, they get to perform their big duet to "Shake it Off" by Taylor Swift, which, seriously is such a good mama mantra.  I need to get better at just shaking it off--like Rosita learns not so obviously through the duration of the movie.  Her family finally sits and focuses their attention on her and they are literally blown away by what their mama can do.  None of the kids or her husband had any clue she had such a great voice; because they took for granted what they heard everyday in the trenches of life.  But when the focus was on her (and Gunter dressed as a washing machine, the best) on stage doing the thing she was passionate about for her, they saw how awesome she was.  They realized she was a person (a pig? whatever) all her own--not just a wife; not just a mama. 

What I love most about Rosita's character is that she shows the whole 'can't pour from an empty cup' thing.  I think for most mom's watching her is literally like looking in on our own lives in animal cartoon form.  It's so true.  If we can't refuel, eventually we will burn out and the stresses of daily life will begin to slowly break us down into a routine based on going through motions we know, without the passion we had.  No matter your passion, be like Rosita and fuel it!  We as moms are all Rosita in some way. 

If you are a stay-at-home parent like me, and you have yet to see 'Sing!' go watch it.  You will totally relate to Rosita as well.  So much love for her.  I want her to be my friend. Rosita can be in my tribe anytime!     

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

What's in the Woods?: Party Time? I'm There!

Everyday I notice one thing on local Facebook groups in the Fort Leonard Wood area; people posting "there's nothing to do here!"  I keep scrolling usually thinking to myself. "there are so many cool things here, I wish people knew about them all!"  Then, it dawned on me; why not create a weekly post highlighting some unique business or service offered in our area.  Since my daughter can't make it 10 minutes in the car without screaming like a banshee, I am a huge supporter of local businesses and through this have discovered so many great offerings in our area.  This week I am excited to highlight "Party Time? I'm There!" as my first of many 'What's in the Woods?' Wednesday posts!

If you have a superhero fan in your house, no matter what age, then Party Time? I'm There! may be exactly what you are looking for.  Steven Williamson, owner and actor, currently offers two characters; Spider-Man and Deadpool.  He uses movie-quality costumes and hopes to add more characters to his lineup soon.  Steven is able to book parties for kids and adults, which I think is really cool!  He stays in character the full time and customizes character actions for the age group attending.  I mean, I know my husband would be little-girl giddy if Deadpool showed up at our house on his birthday, and let's face it; so would my son.

Steven is not only a business owner, but also an artist creating high-quality horror costumes.  His attention to detail in his work is impeccable, and it is evident he is passionate about his art.  He is also able to cosplay the horror characters Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees P7, and Freddy Krueger.  These characters are geared for an older/adult audience.  If you choose to support Steven by booking a party with his business, you are also supporting an artist, small business owner, and a United States Marine--all great reasons to support his small business.  The best part? He's right here in the 'Wood!


If you would like to check out Party Time? I'm There! or contact Steven here is a link to his business Facebook as well as a good email;

E-mail: stevenusmc161@gmail.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/FLWcosplay/ 

Disclaimer: The Mediocre Mommy received no compensation for writing this business showcase.  Not even a chimichanga.  The opinions shared are based on interview with the business owner, and are an unbiased publication of owner response.

 Photos are property of Party Time? I'm There!

Mask an original work created by Steven Williamson.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Staying on the Meal Train

The meal train.  As a military spouse, I am sure I speak for many when I say that this is something we all know too well.  Don't get me wrong; I am so thankful for them in times of need like after a new baby is born, during a medical procedure or hospitalization for a family member or self, right before a PCS, or when a spouse deploys.  But I also know how easy it can be to fall off the train!  Let's face it; life can be so busy as wives and mothers that sometimes adding another thing to our plates can completely overfill the plate and collapse it.  Thankfully, there are ways to make sure that you don't fall off.  I am all about helping others because I know that if I were in their shoes I would really appreciate it--and have when we have been there; so I do my very best to give back and actually do an okay job of it.  Make the meal train easy on yourself to succeed in getting a nice meal to a friend or fellow spouse!

Pictured is one of my favorite meal-train crowd pleasing meals to take, pierogi casserole.  Recipe included at the end of this post!

Don't Break the Bank
Choosing to participate in a meal train is such a great service for a friend or spouse in need, but you do not have to break the bank with your choice!  Choosing a casserole that is filling yet inexpensive is a great choice; especially for a large family.  Some of my favorites are baked spaghetti, pierogi casserole, and taco bake just to name a few.  All of these meals are inexpensive to make while still filling up tummies.

KISS (Keep it Simple, Silly!) 
No one is expecting a four course dinner complete with beef wellington.  If they are then, well, that's on them.  Truly, the majority of families, if not all of them, are thankful to have one less thing on their plate during a life-changing time.  Choose something that you know how to make, that is easy to make, and you can make successfully.  Something easy is not only helpful for you, but it ensures you can provide a yummy, filling meal to a family.  Making something you are familiar with not only makes it easier for you, but it also helps you ensure safe food is prepped and served. Always remember to cook to the correct temperatures!  If you are taking on the task of creating the meal train, make it easy on yourself and on the recipients and participants by using an easy system.  My favorite is mealtrain.com because it is free and so easy to use.  I also love that it sends out reminders the day of so no one forgets.  Life can get so busy and those reminders are so helpful! 

Don't Create More Work 
When a meal train is put in place, it's usually because some life changing event has recently occurred.  Whether a positive change like a new baby or something more somber like the beginning of a deployment, it is important that your contribution doesn't create a lot of work for the recipient.  One way to reduce the work load is by delivering the meal in a disposable pan.  This way no one feels the need to do dishes, and the plus side for you is that you don't have to worry about whether your favorite baking dish will be returned or not.  Plus, we all know that tupperware lids disappear to a realm unknown to human eyes upon washing.  If the meal needs heated or reheated include cooking temperature, time, etc. on the meal itself.  Just write that information on top of the foil with a permanent marker.  If you can't find one, check in your husband's uniform; there's bound to be about 7,000 in there--especially if it's already in the washing machine.  Hurry!  When contributing a meal for a person whose spouse has recently deployed, I like to split the meal in half in two pans and include freezing and reheating instructions so there is a meal provided for one of those tough or busy days down the road. 

Overwhelmed? Don't be!  The most important thing is that you provided a warm meal for a family in need.  Believe me when I say that the look of gratitude on a new mom's face while her newborn cries and toddler runs wild is the best form of thanks.  As moms, we know that sometimes new mamas just need a full tummy and a warmed soul; because Hamburger Helper and 30 lbs of plain rice from chef ala daddy can get old fast--it's the thought that counts, remember that! 

If all else fails, order a pizza for them!  And remember, wine and a box of chocolates is, in fact, an acceptable meal too. 

Disclaimer: I received no compensation for mentioning mealtrain.com in this post.  I shared their name because it is a site that has been very beneficial to me and I would honestly recommend it to others for use. 

Pierogi Casserole
Retrieved from Pillsbury.com via Pinterest 
Ingredients
1 pkg frozen pierogies (I use cheese, but any filling will do) 
1 tbsp water 
7 oz. kielbasa sausage, cut. 
4 oz. cream cheese (from 8 oz block) very softened
1/2 cup sour cream (can substitute plain Greek yogurt if desired)
1/2 cup chicken broth
1/8 tsp course ground black pepper
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese 
1/2 cup thinly, diagonally sliced green onions 

Steps 
1) Heat oven to 375 F. Spray 12x8 in. dish with cooking spray.
2) Place frozen pierogies and water in a microwave safe bowl and cover with plastic.  Microwave for 2 min. on high; stir.  Continue microwaving on high for 1 1/2-2 min until thawed. Place evenly in the casserole dish and top with sausage. 
3) In medium bowl, mix cream cheese, sour cream, chicken broth, and pepper with whisk.  Stir in 1/2 cup of the cheddar cheese and 1/3 cup onions.  Reserve remaining onions for topping.  
4) Pour cream cheese mixture evenly over pierogies.  Cover with foil; bake 22-27 minutes or until center is heated through and internal temperature reaches 165 F. 
5) Uncover and top with remaining cheese ank bake 3-5 additional minutes until cheese is melted.  Top with remaining onions. Enjoy! 



Monday, October 16, 2017

What Moms' Can Do to Stop the "Me, Too"

Like me, many others have probably seen the post for sexual abuse and harassment circulating on various social media sites.  Also like me, many women may have chose to repost it to raise awareness due to their own personal experiences with sexual abuse or harassment; but what does this really do?  Of course, raising awareness is key in helping understanding, and in this case, helping stop something that is too often over-looked in our society.  But, I am a doer.  I always have to ask myself when recirculating these things 'okay, but what will you do for the cause?' Because by tomorrow most will forget who reposted and it will get lost in a sea of algorithms and advertisements.  Thoughts for action came and went, and then I realized I, in and of myself, am one of the most power tools in reducing these acts; many of you reading this are, too. 

Being a mother, I am the first teacher my children will ever know; and in many ways the most important source for socially and morally acceptable behaviors. Myself, along with their dad, are the two figures who will make the biggest mark on their sponge-like brains as we shape them to become decent adults.  At least that is the ultimate goal, and I think for most parents out there it is.  As a mother specifically, there are things that I can put into place during my children's youth, specifically
Photo from 'Know Your Meme' retrieved from
http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/metoo
for my son, to do my part in creating a generation that can reduce the numbers of harassment and crimes of sexual nature.  These crimes have been around essentially since the dawn of humanity, and it would be completely off kilter for me to say that we can fully end crimes of this nature--but there are absolutely things we can do as parents to leave a mark in hopes of reduction in the generation we are raising.

I am a mother to a boy.  

One of the most important things in my overall parenting plan is to raise a son who has morals and values and treats all people the way he would want to be treated.  The 'boys will be boys' mentality just doesn't work for me.  At this stage in his life, I don't want him to think that just because he is a boy every single place we go is a playground.  As he enters adulthood later on I do not want him to feel that actions are excusable solely because he is a boy and 'that's what boys do.'  Frankly speaking, 'boys will be boys' just can't apply to groping, cat-calling, or rape.  No one, boy or girl, gets to call each other some of the horrible names I have heard women and girls called because they won't comply to a man or boy's wishes.  He will in time know that the "walk of shame" concept for girls, while boys are high-fived for a great performance is cruel and wrong.  Women are not animals.  Sex is not something that should be rewarded by peers or used as weapon for the girls who may no longer be interested. 

 Secondly, he needs to understand that no means no.  Right now we are really working on this in terms of number of doughnuts consumed in a week.  He just doesn't understand why mommy says no to Dunkin Donuts for breakfast on a daily basis.  Secretly, I really wish that was our life, but it is not. He must understand that when a person says no, that is 100% what that word means.  No means stop. No means 'I do not want this'. No means no.  This concept also relates to his play among his friends.  If he asks a child to stop doing something, I fully expect them to stop and vice versa.  I only ever want someone to say 'no' to him once before he stops the behavior--whether it is throwing a stick at someone (now) or asking a girl to dance (later).   

In these teaches of love and respect, I am not alone.  Children want to see love in others; such as their parents.  The way my husband speaks to and treats me is something that I can only pray our son will take through his life.  We are a team in that there are no "man and woman" tasks in our household; everyone helps each other with things.  His dad has no problem doing the dishes or laundry if needed and often does those tasks without being asked because he sees it needs done.  He also helps cook (I will just add he is a DAMN good cook, too!).  I also know how to do many things that society still looks at as a "manly" task; like fishing and hunting though I haven't been in a while.  These are things we can do together.  Most importantly is he hears daily how his dad speaks to me.  He hears words of affirmation, real conversations, laughter, 'I love you's', and compliments. He hears constructive criticism given in an appropriate way.  He does not hear name calling or inappropriate comments (I am not saying we don't make any, because we are basically the king and queen of inappropriate comments, however, children at his age cannot distinguish between a joke and truth and do not understand the content).  He sees acts of appropriate affection in front of him; hugs, nice kisses, hand holding, and help.  He sees consoling when I am feeling down.  He sees that his dad and I are a team that stands beside each other.

Even as a child, it is important he understands there are areas of both boys and girls that are never okay to touch.  Kids play and toddlers are inherently curious especially about their bodies (read Freud's work on anal retentiveness; not necessarily accurate other than toddlers are always touching their damn butt).  Right now, we discuss the places that are never to be touched by anyone while playing or not.  He understands that each person has their "no-no zone" (thanks, 7th grade P.E. for that term).  This is a basic foundation for later talks that thankfully we have some time yet to prepare for.

As life carries on there are more lessons we will have to teach our son as his maturity level increases.  I am thankful we do not have to cross that bridge yet, but realize that even at four teaching basic equality of all people is important.  How we treat each other is everything in this world.  Later on we will have to discuss the tougher topics.  One day, he will need to learn that just because he is a boy doesn't mean his ultimate goal is to have sex with as many women as possible.  He will need to learn to respect his body and others.  He will need to learn how everything "works" (tagging dad in on that one!).  My goal is to build up his self-esteem so much that those who try to pressure him into something cannot, and that he can be a voice to stand up and say no to anyone pressuring him to treat others wrongly or wanting him to do something that may hurt another person. 

I am a mother to a girl.

Ohhh sweet baby girl.  How  I wish you could stay so sweet and innocent forever.  How I wish you could never be hurt by this world.  But, I also know how tough things may be later on--like college campuses and high school.  I know what pressures you may feel, and I pray everyday that you will not experience what so many of us have.  I also know that is not the current societal norm. 

Isn't is sad I had to use "societal norm" when speaking about how girls are treated on college campuses and in high schools in today's world?  Why is this a norm? It sure as hell doesn't have to be.  This, too, can begin with me as a mom.  My daughter must know many of the things we are and will instill in our son; like "no-no zones" and when no means no (wish she'd learn that about climbing on the dining table like yesterday).  There are also so, so many things I want her to know to understand her value as a woman and realize her worth in that she won't be blind to a bad situation (like her mama was so long ago). 

There are things I want my daughter to know.  I want her to know that she doesn't have to find her friends and her worth in bed.  Thinking back to my college days, I can think of so many times when girls were pressured into sex because they felt that it was some sort of right of passage.  Whether this was by one boy, a group of boys, her friends, peers at a party, older students, or her good buddy Jose Cuervo, I can think of far too many friends and girls who felt that was the key to self-validation in college.  I can tell you, it's not.  I want her to know that if she does meet her good friend Jose Cuervo, he can be tamed.  Drinking does not by any means give a man the right to say or treat her any differently and she does not have to do anything with said person just because Jose was involved.  I want her to know that just because she is a girl, doesn't mean she can't defend herself either verbally or physically if needed in the event a bad situation arises.  I mean, I watched her slap a kid with her shoe at the park one day for teasing her so Lord have mercy if so...  I hope that she looks in the mirror and sees how beautifully and wonderfully made our God made her.  I hope she knows that the way she dresses does not give a man the right to touch or verbally harass her.  I hope she exudes so much self confidence no one can ever bring her down. 

I hope when the time comes for her and I to sit down and have these conversations, that she realizes it is from a place of love.  I hope that she will come to me with her questions and know that she can tell me anything and seek her mama as a source of advice always.  I hope she will use that sweet little self of hers to tell some jerk to you-know-what off when she needs to, but speak kindly otherwise.  I hope no one calls her "honey," "sweetheart," or anything else in a derogatory way.  I hope if (and when) someone calls her a dirty name, she lets it roll off her shoulder like rain. 

Ultimately, I as a mother, and on a bigger scale, we as parents have the power to do whatever we can to instill the ideas and morals in our children that can work towards reducing sexual abuse and harassment in our schools, colleges, and world.  Though these things will continue to happen, we can do our best to raise good little people, to become good big people, to use their morals and voices to continue to facilitate change in our world. For our daughters, our granddaughters, our sisters, our nieces, our friends, and ourselves. 

Friday, October 6, 2017

Year One: Done

Three hundred and sixty five.  I tried a search on Google to see how many things come up for the number "365."  It turns out, the results will bring you "days in a year" and "version of Microsoft Office."   I was really hoping for something just a little more profound than that, but apparently it really isn't as popular of a number as I had hoped.  It is, however, the number of days we have spent (and then some) as a family of four.  It is the number of days our sweet and sassy daughter has been breathing air on this beautiful Earth.

Granted, she is almost technically 16 months old, but in truth it was tougher than I thought it might be to reflect upon and write about her first year being over!  This little diva is our last baby for many reasons--but the fact that I referred to her as a little diva should really sum it up enough.  I didn't realize how many emotions would come reflecting on her first year in a way that was so different from reflecting on our son's first year.  Maybe it was the severe lack of sleep associated with him, or the fact that we knew we would have at least one more baby eventually; the emotions were much different.  The fact year one is done this time around also means we have experienced many last firsts in the past 16 months.  The truth is, a first year is filled with a LOT of stuff!  It is pretty amazing (and also gross, and confusing, and frustrating...) what things babies go through in their first year of life that they (and we) will likely not experience again; some I am frankly not so sad to kiss goodbye (like diaper blow outs).  while others are harder to put behind us (like her first smile and giggle).  Which is probably why it took me so long to come to terms with that enough to write about it!

There have been a lot of new life lessons learned from having a baby girl.  When I found out I was pregnant again (with surprise baby #2--her brother was surprise #1),  saying I was scared shitless is an understatement.  When we found out we were having a girl I was beyond ecstatic, but again scared.  What the heck do I do with a baby girl?  Everything will be different!  She made sure of that from day one by doing this cool thing called "well, guess I'll just be born almost four weeks early because I want to!" This has only continued through her first year of life in so many ways.  Being a girl mom was basically like having a first baby all over again.  Everything from how to change her diaper to ALL THE CLOTHES girls get were a new part of parenthood to me.  For example, buying baby girl clothes.  It is completely insane.  Not that our son's closet is by any means lacking, but when looking for girls' clothes online it goes something like this:

Searches for cute onesie. Finds cute onesie. Adds cute onesie to cart.  Website shows you leg warmers, bows, shoes, tutus, leggings, jackets, and jewelry that 'coordinate' with said cute onesie. Clearly, all of those things are needed. Suddenly your cart is totaling an amount that makes you question whether or not you should begin to sell excess organs and plasma in order to maintain a       cute wardrobe. Deletes entire cart. 

This is why I am a super, mega, huge fan of second hand boutiques--but that's a story for another day.

As much as I miss those little tiny baby cuddles and snuggles, I am having so much fun seeing her personality bloom.  Trust me, when I refer to her as a "diva" there is zero exaggeration.  She is SUCH a little diva!  But, she is also a happy, silly, determined, sweet, animal loving go getter.  If I am being completely honest, I actually enjoy this personality bloom much more than the newborn stage.  Don't get me wrong, babies are amazing, but I do not miss the lack of sleep or lugging an infant carrier around everywhere with me.  I did not realize how with a second child, I would actually look at her walking as a convenience instead of a nightmare. It is so nice that she can keep up with her brother and I don't have to pack her around everywhere.  Okay, so she still expects me to pack her around almost everywhere--that's what babywearing is for!  

An entire year has passed (and then some) since we became a family of four and I was no longer just a mom to a little boy but also to a baby girl.  What a change it has been and what a lesson in chaos!  Now, I cannot imagine life without our super surprise little girl keeping me on my toes with all of her energy, sass, and mischief.  As a number, 365 is so large but broken down into days it seems like it has been no time at all.  Happy belated 365, my sweet wild one.