Happy new year folks!
Juli here, your friendly-overzealous-Wine-Lady-mom-of-four.
So guys, I have a problem. I'm falling apart here.
The woman on the right is who I was before I had my daughter.
Corporate, professional, serious. I worked extremely hard for the career I had before becoming a mom. I committed myself to my degree, then my internships, and my professional development. It took long hours, taking risks, giving it all I had. I felt that it defined me. My work was who I was. It proved my worth.
It's that time of year again - resolution time!
If you are like me your resolutions involve working to improve your health. A huge and often overlooked part of our health is our exposure to toxins. We usually don't think of our cosmetics as a source of toxicity but the average woman is exposed to 168 chemicals EVERY day (men are exposed to about 85 chemicals daily).
I invite you to start your resolutions early and join my #ditchdecember challenge
Prior to having children, I envisioned myself as a working mother. I really enjoyed working and when I became pregnant with my first son, I knew (or thought I knew) that I would have no issues returning to the work following maternity leave. I mean, I’ve seen other parents in the office return from maternity/parental leave. They all seemed to adjust fine; still staying on top of their workload and tasks at home.
I thought I could have it all:
There is nothing worse than losing images that hold memories of those you love. The realization floods over you like a panic - something like when you get punched in the gut and all of the air gets knocked out of you. It’s nauseating.
When a dear friend buys you a notebook and tells you to write, you write!
Maybe it’s the arrival of little Miss Navy, maybe it’s my age or maybe it’s nothing at all. Whatever it is, something in me has shifted a little… and for the better, I think. I’ve really been trying to get back to basics and figure out what makes ME happy, that’s right ME! Not my kids, not my #dadbeast of a husband, not my family and friends, not my clients and definitely not that person I often think I ‘should’ be. I’m still searching, I think I always will be, but I think I’ve figured out a few things:
Preparing for baby’s arrival is an exciting time. Expectant moms plan and prepare diligently in anticipation of baby’s needs. However, one of the areas frequently overlooked in preparation for postpartum is the challenge of meal preparation and proper nutrition for Mom once the baby arrives.
For even the most domestic of Goddesses, combining the needs of feeding your newborn baby with your lack of sleep, your own recovery, and your possible dietary or food sensitivity needs, makes the necessity of nourishing postpartum meals a real challenge.
The solution: Batch cooking freezer meals!
When you’re a single parent, you have a lot on your plate. Parenting with a partner is challenging enough, but living life as a single parent is even tougher. In fact, single parents—both moms and dads—wake up every morning to new challenges. Being a single dad comes with its own unique challenges, and takes courage, patience, and compassion to get through the day. It’s not always easy to stay positive. Here are some common ways to keep moving forward on your single-parent journey.
I don't know about you, but my Instagram feed is already filling up with posts of homes that are looking all perfect - super clean, super sleak, with the most beautiful Christmas trees you could ever dream of. Meanwhile, here I am, little old me, who just managed to take the fall decorations down (read: moved the fake cobwebs that were up for Halloween), and should give myself a high five (I guess) for having hung the kids' paper snowflakes in the window (go me)!
The calendar hasn't even turned to December, and I already feel like a Christmas failure!
Potty training can be a daunting task, but as a parent, just the thought of potty training can be stress inducing, to say the least. The pressure to follow the newest research, to do what your mom once did, and to use the methods that worked for your friends is very real. Often these pressures take away the common sense thoughts we have as parents, and knowing that only you know how to read your child and situation better than anyone.
Today is Big Bird's birthday and he is turning 6 years old, again!
Since I was an 80s infant I was enthralled by Sesame Street. As young as 6 months old my parents would put me in front of the TV and as soon that old familiar theme song started my eyes would glue to the set and would not peel away until the end credits. My favourite character was in fact Big Bird. Still as an adult with my own three children, that big tall bright yellow bird, with his childlike innocence and a giant heart of gold has taught me so much about life.