It’s Just a Kid

When a mommy and a daddy really love each other…. kidding! I mean I love my husband but that’s not how this happened. I got pregnant on my honeymoon (again Mom, I promise I wasn’t pregnant at the wedding) after being told I couldn’t have kids and at least would have to undergo surgery before I might have a chance. I believe everything happens for a reason, and there’s a reason my son is here.

I found out I was pregnant at 5 weeks and told my husband within minutes because I’m awful with surprises. His response was “Hi Pregnant, I’m Dad” (insert eye roll) he was starting his dad jokes from day 0. I had my first ultrasound at 8 weeks and heard the little heartbeat. I did the Harmony blood test as soon as I could and we found out we were having a boy by 12 weeks. I can’t remember when we told family but it was right around that time (those stories at a later date). I continued to go to appointments and was sent out of town to a better office to have my anatomy scan done as there was concern about my sons heart. His heart turned out to be fine *thank you* but a kidney issue seemed to be present. The doctor assured me that many boys show this issue and he should grow out of it before he was born. I continued to go every month to these out of town appointments to monitor the issue. It did not get better and we were told he would need to be monitored and checked out when he was born. At 39 weeks 1 day I went in to be induced and ended up having a c section due to baby being breech…

Hey there! What’s up! I recently birthed a monster and since then have realized there are slim to no real-life, keepin-it-real, tell-me-the-dirty, mom blogs. When I was pregnant, I skimmed Pinterest, I read the table of contents of books, I pretended to listen to the unsolicited advice, but I thought the whole mom thing would come naturally and I’d magically know what I was doing after this tiny human exited my body. Girl let me tell you- I was in for a MAJOR awakening! And looking for help after that did not go well! Let me break it down: 1) Any problems you have, some other mom is going to shame you 2) No one wants to tell you the real, dirty, nasty, sad, etc stuff that comes along with motherhood 3) You will survive, and you will figure it out

I’m here to tell you the real-real and hopefully embarrass my son when his girlfriend finds this blog 40 16 years from now.

Nothing I say is law (unless you live in my house)! I am here to tell you my experiences, my opinions, share my favorite things, and laugh at myself and my stories. I am not here to argue or mom-shame anyone; you do you and let me do me; we can help each other. I am not a doctor and I do not play one on tv so if you have medical questions, call your pediatrician or the nurse line on your insurance card.

Hang out and laugh at all the things I do wrong trying to figure out life with a small version of my husband, and know you aren’t alone in this mom thing!