Posts Categorised: simplify
Diapers leak. Blowouts happen. Mid-change accidents are a frequent occurrence…especially with baby boys. The hardest part about it, though, is figuring out how to take off a wet, dirty onesie without getting pee or poo on baby’s face or hair.
It’s possible with this trick: instead of pulling the onesie up and over baby’s head, pull the onesie down off baby’s shoulders. (It’s especially easy with onesies that have envelop neck folds.)
Click here to see a video demonstration.
I’ve already used this trick 3 times in the past 24 hours. I hope it makes taking care of your little one a little easier! I know it has for me.
I have a bad case of momnesia. (Motherhood induced amnesia.) Or do I have pregnesia? (Pregnancy induced amnesia.) Maybe it’s simply old age. Whatever it’s called, I find that remembering things is harder and harder everyday.
When I have a lot to do, I rely on my trusty to-do list for help. It helps me remember AND prioritize the things I have to do. It’s simple, colorful and seems to make running errands a little easier.
I hope it makes your life a little easier too!
Download our to do list and start using it today!
(It’s set up with 2 on a page. Simply fold in half or cut down the middle and you’re ready for action!)
There are 4 weeks left (or less) until the birth our newest family member. I’m cleaning, washing and sorting in eager anticipation of welcoming BabyFish into my home.
I am in full-on nesting mode. I remember doing this before KidFish was born, but this time is SO different. Last time, I collected clothes, blankets, diapers, books, toys, gear, furniture, etc. I collected any and every thing that seemed remotely useful for me or a new baby. This time, however, I’m not collecting. I’m purging and simplifying. Not just baby stuff, but my stuff, kitchen stuff, household stuff, stuff in storage…everything.
In the past 4 years, I’ve learned that kids (and I) don’t need much. At least, I don’t need nearly as much as I’ve collected over the years. In fact, I’ve learned that too much stuff actually stresses me out.
I’ve learned that the things I need most aren’t things at all. I need love. I need hugs. I need laughter. I need space to be creative. I need to explore. I need to go outside and soak up sunshine. With this knowledge, I gladly let go of my unnecessary possessions to take hold of the things I (and BabyFish) need more.
Today, people all across America are celebrating Mother’s Day. Daughters and sons are bestowing gifts of love, appreciation and gratefulness upon their mothers in the form of flowers, cards and hugs. Husbands are showering their wives with jewelry, dinners and spa days for bringing their offspring into the world.
This year, I’ve decided to give myself a gift—the gift of permission.
I’m giving myself permission to…
…not be “pinterest perfect.”
…not do it all.
…to parent from my strengths, not my weaknesses.
…be the mother that I am, not the mother people expect me to be.
…admit that I don’t have it all figured out, and likely never will.
I hope this Mother’s Day is filled with grace, hope, love and freedom for moms everywhere.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Over the past few months, PapaFish, KidFish and I have been getting rid of our belongings like it’s going out of style.
Here is a partial list of things that we’ve either sold, given away, donated or trashed:
– 1 large metal filing cabinet
– 2 desks
– 2 floor lamps
– half my wardrobe
– kitchen gadgets
– 3 boxes of books
– window curtains
– exercise equipment
– kids clothes & toys
– 4 large boxes of miscellaneous household items
– art/craft supplies
– 3 boxes of old paperwork
– expired pantry items
– old magazines
It’s been a month, and to be honest, I don’t miss any of it. In fact, I’m really enjoying the space, both physical and mental.
I used to think that I needed more space for my stuff, but now I know that I need less stuff for my space.
Sometimes I’m so focused on being “Mom” that I forget to be “Mrs.”
Sometimes I don’t hold my husband’s hand because I’m busy holding my daughter’s.
Sometimes I’m too tired to care for my husband because I’ve spent all my energy on my daughter.
Sometimes I have no patience, grace, or encouragement for my husband because it all went to my daughter.
I must remember that before my daughter, there was my husband. It’s easy to forget who came first and who should get priority.
Recently, PapaFish and I took a break from being “Mom & Dad” so that we could be “Husband & Wife.” We held hands, ate pie, talked, laughed and smiled. It was an intentional moment in time where Mr. Fish got the best of me. Life should be filled with more moments like this one.