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I'm convinced that my son is one of the pickiest eaters in the world. Ok, maybe that's a little dramatic, but he is for sure VERY picky. When he was a baby, he ate everything. Veggies, fruits, meats, pasta..his diet was better than mine was! Then once he turned a year old, that's the moment everything changed for him. He started cutting out veggies, then meats. Now he's at the point where we have just a couple of staples and he basically eats the same thing every day with very little variation. I try hiding foods, I offer him everything I make for dinner, I demonstrate that what I make is delicious, I've included him in preparing meals, I've made fun shapes out of his foods, all of that and he STILL won't open up to trying anything new. He's what I like to call a Peanut-butter-and-Jelly-Fruit-itarian. Of course he’s the typical toddler who loves all things crunchy too. We have lots of veggie made snacks (veggie chips, straws etc.) and your typical fishy

I've found that feeling guilty has been a very common theme throughout this early stage of motherhood. I have this daily struggle with myself about whether or not I spent enough time with my son. Did I show him attention when he needed it most? Did he feel like I was ignoring him at all today? But the big one for me that always seems to kick me down is: did I spend enough quality time with him?  I'm a stay at home mom, so all my days (and nights) are spent with my son. It's very rare that I am not with him. You would think that being a stay at home mom would allow me to spend every waking hour planning and doing fun activities with my little one, every single day of the week, but unfortunately that's just not reality. I still have laundry to get done, meals to cook, cleaning to do, errands to run...the list is endless. Don't get me wrong, I am not doing all of these things on a daily basis. I still find time during the day to let my son dictate what's happe

Breastfeeding-The dreaded topic for most mom's to be. The topic that causes so much controversy among moms. The topic that gets so much publicity for the wrong reasons.  "Breast is best"--There is no saying that I hate more, and I breastfed my son until he was just under 15 months old. When you're pregnant, you have all of these things that you worry about on a daily basis; "Did I drink enough water today?"; "When was the last time I felt the baby move?"; "How many pints of ice cream is too much in one day?" (very logical concern!). When you're a new mom, you have a lot of adjusting to do, and many difficult decisions to make. The last thing a mom wants to talk about with anyone, other than their OB and significant other, is whether or not they plan to breastfeed. They also have no interest in hearing your unsolicited thoughts. Mom's have enough going through their mind, and they don't need to deal with the stress of what ot

Toddler: A tiny, strong-willed, loving human who specializes in destroying toy rooms, fighting, refusing everything, and crying about anything you can think of. This is the exact definition of my son. I love him with everything I have, but most days I find myself wanting to hide in a closet more than once throughout the day! If you have one of these tiny humans, I guarantee The following scenarios are going to be very relative to your life. Scenario One:   You hear your precious little love wake up in the other room. You think "what a beautiful day!", as you look out the window and see the sun shining as you walk to your child's bedroom. You open the door, say "Good morning my sweet baby!" and see him return a little sleepy smile. You walk over to the windows, draw open the curtains to let some light in, then go over to greet your little one again. He seems like he's in a great mood--score!! He proceeds to tell you all about the loveys in his crib

My husband and I debated for years if we should adopt a pup or not. I grew up with dogs pretty much my entire life, and have always loved them, but it took me a while to be ready  to open my heart again to another pup. My childhood pup Dakota was one of the best dogs I've ever met! My parent's got him as a puppy when was I was 8 years old, and I remember being over the moon that day we brought him home! We had a special connection, and when we lost him, it was one of the worst days of my life. Because of it, I went through a little phase where I was adamant on never owning a dog. I didn't want to feel that heartache ever again.  After months of begging from my husband, (who was actually still my fiance at the time!), I finally caved. We knew we wanted to adopt, so I immediately began researching different organizations and shelters. Friend's of ours told us about this wonderful organization called Last Hope K9 Rescue  where they had recently rescued their own p

You guys, there's this incredible, new and easy way to have fabulous nails these days, have you heard?? If you're on Facebook , you may have seen ads for this beauty line called Color Street. Maybe you know about it already, and can attest when I say It's the perfect solution to busy women (and maybe men!) who love having fancy nails, but never have the time to get to the salon!  Colors: Tinseltown and Moon River Seriously, I'm not joking, this is my new fave beauty product! Check out these fancy looking nails, looks professional right? Well, despite the fact that I do have my cosmetology license, I am by no means a professional, especially when it comes to nails. I also have ZERO patience when it comes to painting them, so when I heard about this, I was instantly intrigued. I can hear you asking, 'how the heck do you get your nails to look like that, if you aren't painting them?' Each color, glitter or design comes in what they call 'strips

I think most mom's could agree with me, that once baby comes (even before that for some!) your life takes a major turn. No matter how prepared you are for baby's arrival, there's no preparation for most of it. Having a newborn, especially for the first time, can be nerve racking. I remember that I was terrified to bring my son home. I slept with him on my chest for the first few nights, because he struggled keeping his body temp normal and that scared me to death! Then once I felt comfortable enough for him to sleep in the co-sleeper ( RIGHT next to me), I slept with my hand on his chest to make sure he was breathing all night long-that went on for a very long time. I would basically sleep with on eye open and laid facing him for months!  Other than those typical new mom worries, I found myself struggling most with me. Let me explain.... You have your own identity before you become pregnant. You are you. The moment you see those double lines on that pregnancy test, and

If you're like me, and you enjoy cooking, but also rely on easy recipes, then this my friend is right up your ally! Two ingredient dough. YUP you read that right, just TWO ingredients are needed for this and MAN OH MAN is it delicious! All it takes is, plain Greek yogurt and self rising dough-that's it! When you Google  search two ingredient dough, a lot of websites will tell you equal parts of both. With my experience, and experience of others who I know t have also tried this, you have to add more flour as you are kneading the dough. I'm guessing that the amount of flour you use, depends on the water content in the yogurt you choose. BUT I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me take it back to step one! For step one, you need to gather your yogurt and flour. Also grab a large bowl, and a one cup measuring cup. I use good ol' Gold Metal self rising flour, and for yogurt I chose Chobani. I plan to test out other yogurts too, and I will definitely share my experience wi

Football and I have a love-hate relationship. I never really cared much for football when I was younger. I grew up in a family of hockey and baseball fans. We watched football, but not to the extent that my husband does.  When I first met my husband, I quickly discovered his love for sports. We watched A LOT of sports in the beginning. Golf, baseball, hockey, basketball, soccer, UFC and even tennis at times. But Football is, and always has been different. He lights up like a kid on Christmas when the season starts-It's really funny! The hate part of my relationship with football comes abiout mid season. All the 'good' players start to end up on the injured list, his beloved team The Patriots start to 'stink' as he so lovingly will comment, and his mood shifts. Happy Sundays have suddenly become not so happy. Stress starts to set in as the season is coming to a close. Will the Pats make it to the play offs? Will they make it to the AFC championship? Will the play