MommyBrain: My life as an absentminded, disorganized, hot mess of a mother!

I'm not sure whether to call this Maverick's birth story or my birth story. I guess you could look at it either way since I gave birth to him and he was born on that day. One of my friends asked me to share my birth story so almost 15 months after it happened I decided to write it for this blog. Thursday June 23, 2016 was supposed to be my last day at work before giving birth. I actually wanted to tough it out and stay working until I went into labor (which technically happened anyway) but my husband wanted me to take off in the 39th week. After much arguing I gave in and decided to have my last day on June 23. While I was getting ready for work in the morning I was going through Braxton Hicks but it was more painful and more frequent than it had been. I started having Braxton Hicks (false contractions) about a month before giving birth. Shawn thought it was real contractions and called my gynecologist and I was instructed to go into the office. "But today was suppos...

Been a long time since I've posted. I've been extremely busy dealing with motherhood and work but I decided to finally update and tell you about this morning which mimics many other semi-disastrous mornings where I have a mini freak out about how I'm going to get ready on time with Maverick and how miraculously I somehow get my shit together (even if it's half assed) and luckily make it to work on time. So this morning I ended up sleeping in until 6 by accident. I try my best to wake up at 5 but this morning when the alarm went off and I told Alexa to stop I ended up falling back to sleep. I immediately started freaking out because Maverick got clingy and I wasn't able to leave him in bed sleeping. I had to hold him while he was latched on and sleeping wondering how I was going to weigh myself, get dressed, get my make up on, my lunch bag together, eat breakfast, make coffee all while I mourned the chance of not getting to any of the dishes that are currently over...

As many mommies know once your baby starts moving and rolling around it's increasingly difficult to change their diapers. Last night it took both Shawn and me to get Maverick's PJs on. Here's what happened this afternoon when my family came with the baby on my lunch break. I got in the car and I smelled poop. So once my sister drove to Starbucks and my dad and I went in and picked up the order I laid Maverick down on my sister's car seat to change his diaper. He definitely pooped. He gave me protest to lay down because now he hates laying down and when I got his diaper off he was trying to sit up again. I managed to get him wiped down and I wrangled the diaper on him and than I found out we had to change his onesie because there was poop on that. My sister and I got his onesie off and got another one and while we were doing that he managed to grab the wipes, opened the container, and started eating a wipe. I tried to get it out of his mouth and he bit me. After my dad...

As a mom I have many conflicting emotions. I love going to work because it's usually a "break" I'm guaranteed 5 days a week at the same time I feel bad I'm not there to take care of my son. I get frustrated and upset at how hard it really is to be a mom and how much self sacrifice it takes and at the same time I feel bad for complaining because I am lucky enough to have a baby when many women aren't. I also feel like I'm being selfish every time I bitch about how hard it is. I feel upset when I don't think my husband understands how hard it is but at the same time I appreciate what he does to make my life easier and his attempts to make things go smoothly for me at times. I feel guilty if I get frustrated and upset that my son might end up feeling some of my anxiety while I'm trying to do my best to care for him and get both of us where we need to be at times. I'm also constantly worrying about being a good mother to him.  What conf...

When you're a mom there are no days off anymore. I'll give you an example of how my current days "off" go when I'm home with my infant. I'm writing about March 12, 2017 because it's pretty recent and I can sort of remember what happened. I woke up with the baby around 10 AM. He wakes up during the night but since I'm still co-sleeping with him most of the time I'm just shoving my boob in his face when he cries, he drinks a little and goes back to sleep. When I'm off work on days I can co-sleep in with him he usually doesn't really wake up until anywhere past 8 AM. If we weren't co-sleeping I'd probably be up at 5 or 6 (There's usually an occasional day off where I'm still up at 5 or 6 with him). I had plans to take Mav to visit my friend Janell. I texted her to tell her we were awake and we'd leave as soon as we were both dressed and had breakfast. You're probably thinking how long does it take two people to get dr...

I'm very lucky in the fact that I don't have to put my son in daycare at the moment. It allows hubby and I to save tons of money in daycare expenses (some of that money goes towards buying my mother-in-law, my mom, and my sisters awesome Christmas & Birthday presents as well as occasional just because gifts for the free childcare) and our son gets to be with family members all the time. He gets to spend each day with one of his grandmothers and sometimes one of his two aunts (depending on whether they have work or their off when my mom watches him). This morning was a Baldwin Grandma day. Which means he is spending the day with my mom and I have to drop him off. We live with my MIL so when she has him I just have to leave him home with her. Everything went fairly smoothly. I woke up at 5, the baby slept until 6 which allowed me to actually make myself eggs this morning for breakfast and put most of my make up and clothes on before he woke up. I left the house around 7:20i...