The dreaded sleep regression.

So here’s some tea,

One thing I didn’t know about becoming a mother was sleep regression. I thought once your child starts sleeping through the night you’re in the clear. Oh how I was wrong. In child infancy your little one will go through several sleep regressions.

A sleep regression can be described as a period of time where your baby or toddler sleeping pattern will change abruptly. These changes can include waking up at night, skipping naps or ridiculously short naps. It’s as if you have a newborn again; cognitive and developmental milestones are to blame. This can last between two to six weeks. Therefore if you’re a new parent and you think you’ve achieved the unachievable. Spoiler alert the jokes on you, it’s not over.

These regressions will pop up around these time:

Six weeks

Four months

Eight, nine and ten months (roughly)

Twelves months

Eighteen months

Two years

Tips to get through it

• Extra feedings. I know the idea of more nighttime feedings will make you cringe but it’s not forever.

• Comfort. Your baby will need it through sleep regressions. Hugs and kisses can do no wrong. I’ve read to not create bad habits such as rocking your baby to sleep and etc. But I’m not one to give you advice for that. If I’m tired and want this child to get back to sleep. I will do just about anything to get it done. Note that my little one has never used a pacifier or bottle so I’ve always been her main source of comfort.

• Seek help if the regressions last more than 6 weeks.

• White noise machine works wonders

• Earlier bed time. Naps will be missed and to avoid over tired tears, see if your little one will go down for the night earlier.

You’ll be tired and frustrated but imagine how your child feels. Put yourself in their shoes, socks or booties. They’re growing, minds are racing like crazy and now having trouble sleeping. They’ve learned something new such as crawling or walking and it’s overwhelming. Be patient it’s not forever. Pour yourself another cup of coffee and you can do this. Personally we are going through the twelve month sleep regression at the moment. Therefore Olessia is skipping naps and attached to the boob at night. I look like I was hit by a bus but it’s almost done … that’s what I keep telling myself. Until we hit the eighteen month mark and it starts all over again.

Anyone have any other sleep regression tips?Share share!

Xo

Some products I use – starting my all natural journey

So here’s some tea,

I know this is a mommy blog but not everything needs to be about the babies! Let’s shine some light on us mommies too. I’m currently going through a change in my life where I’m realizing the effects products and foods are having on my body. I’m taking a page out of the au naturel book and beginning my journey.

Essential oils

At first I was beyond skeptical of oils because I didn’t know much about them. I was so confused how a few drops of an oil can sooth ailments and irritations. A company called Saje is where my essential oil love began. I’m pretty sure a friend of mine bought me my first roll on bottle of peppermint halo. If you aren’t familiar with the company, peppermint halo helps with headaches. I’m pretty sure I don’t need to buy another bottle of Tylenol, this thing works like magic. Essential oils in general are so beneficial for your health! From headaches, fertility and so much more. I have my own personal collection of oils and a diffuser. Trust me it works for little ones too! Especially teething, toss a few chamomile drops in your diffuser or the bottom of their feet and your fussy babies mood will change.

Few oils I love

Peppermint halo – headaches

Tea tree – for everything really

Lavender – improves sleep and much more

Roman chamomile – digestive issue, reduce inflammation and much more

Pain release – pain and sore ligaments

Clary sage– helps balance hormones and much more

Frankincense – boost immune system and much more

Adding certain oils together can do wonderful things you should try it!!

Deodorant

I’ve done a lot of research and believe me I’ve tried a lot of products. Not many worked for me but one. Which I’m still in the detoxing phase but so far no smelly situations. I’ll put it out there though I’ve never been a sweaty person until I started breastfeeding, it’s a workout I tell ya so finding something that worked was a must. Shout out to my au naturel guru for telling me about it!

Why did I want to make this change?

I personally wanted to make the switch for a while now even before I was pregnant because of all the toxins that are in antiperspirant and their link to cancers. I’m putting my foot down I refuse to buy another antiperspirant deodorant.

DID NOT WORK

Lush powder

Saje crystal

Toms

Soft & Dry

Currently Working

Jason

Beauty products

Lush Coal face soap – I have very oily skin and this soap leaves your face cleanser and helps with excess oils!

Lush tea tree oil facial spray – I use this toner everyday. Helps with blemishes and leaves me refreshed

Lush is fresh and handmade but controversial. Due to the fact that there are some products that do contain small traces of parabens, just putting it out there.

Parabens are found in cosmetic products to stop the forming of yeast and bacteria. Parabens are being linked to cancer as well

I’m currently looking into making my own personal products from scratch to eliminate any and all interaction with parabens.

Hair products

Coconut oil ; I use this as an extra conditioner to help moisten my hair. It’s also great for taking off make up, stretch marks and lotion for your skin!

Apple cider vinegar is the holy grail for me. I use this for everything. I love how it cleanses my hair in a water to AVC ratio as well as a feminine cleanse (not as a douche just outside!)

Help me with my journey, any natural products you know of? Please share 🙂

Mom Fail Friday’s – Thursday night fever no Travolta

So here’s some tea,

Moms aren’t perfect although we try so hard to be. I feel like a common mom failure we all come across is when our little ones get sick. I’ve been lucky enough to deal with only one cold within our first year, which was my fault when she was a few months old (head cold 😦 ). So when a high fever arose I was completely taken back. I literally forgot everything I’ve known and read. It wasn’t Saturday Night Fever and there was no John Travolta dancing the night away. It was one scared momma and a baby who wasn’t quite sure what was going on.

(Fever chart in case anyone is interested)

For a little one who had a fever over the 38°C (armpit tested) she had a lot of energy. She even missed all her naps and was still my happy giggling little girl. As the night went on she began to get hotter and hotter. She normally runs hot, as in she sweats like a beast but this time it wasn’t normal. I caved and gave her a bit of baby Advil hoping it would take the edge of the fever and she could sleep it off in the night. I’m my opinion It didn’t work at all.

I don’t think I slept a wink, I was by her side with a lukewarm face cloth on her forehead and holding her little hand. Anyone who has kids you can understand the gut wrenching guilt and hatred you have for yourself when your baby is suffering and there’s nothing you can do. You feel like you’ve failed in some way. To make matters worse she woke up in the middle of the night and wanted boob. Which as a breastfeeding mother I’m accustomed too. What I’m not accustomed to is projectile milk right back at me and surprisingly I even caught one with my hands. That may sound gross and not impressive but trust me It was. At this point she couldn’t hold anything down, I was so worried because her not being able to eat could lead to dehydration.

I tried everything she wouldn’t take water or ice cubes (which are her favourite thing), it all just came right back up. I felt defeated and a failure all night, nothing I was doing was helping. I keep reading online trying to figure out if it was her molars or the vaccinations. While I was trying to find some answers it lead me to this article….

https://www.google.ca/amp/s/www.thestar.com/amp/life/parent/2011/12/13/mild_mmr_vaccine_reactions_fairly_common_at_12_months_study.html

Which if you don’t want to read it, it just plainly states that reactions such as fevers are normal with this vaccine. Many babies end up being taken to the hospital due to the fever because parents are at odds.

You could imagine my sigh of relief to know that it’s common and she will get through it. Olessia has been pretty clingy today, tired and the fever is still lingering but thankfully her temperature has dropped a bit. You better believe I’m still watching her at all cost. It may of felt like a huge mom fail last night but it feels rewarding to know my baby is alright and fighting through this fever with a smile.

Few things I tried

lukewarm face cloth (forehead and neck)

lukewarm bath

Baby Advil (last night)

Ice cube (for eating… would only hold it)

Water (only few sips then threw up)

Fans on

No covers

Only in diaper

Baby Tylenol (this morning)

Lots and lots of cuddles

Do you have any other fever fighting tips?! Please share!!

Xo

I’m not the same woman

So here’s some tea,

I’m not the same woman…

This isn’t a post to rant nor complain but to acknowledge the fact that the woman I once was is no longer. The childless, well rested and timid girl is long gone. When I look in the mirror I don’t see the same person who use to look back at me.

Yes becoming a mother changes you in many physical ways but I want to talk about the changes I noticed that happened to me, mentally after the first year of motherhood. I was and still am what you can call an introvert. I am still quite social but I prefer solitude. I have never craved an attention or a night out in anyway. To be honest I use to make excuses out of going out to parties or clubs. Funny thing is that hasn’t changed but what has changed Is how I view myself.

My insecurities turn to security

As I look in mirrors nowadays I don’t feel the desire to put on make up anymore. I have fallen in love with naked appearance. I’m not speaking about my body but my face. For the first time I can appreciate my flawed skin, my tiny eyelashes and my bushy brows. Even the two designer eye bags that are permanently on my mug. I’ve also come to terms with the fact that my face has started to mature, fine lines are beginning to appear and I’m more than okay with that.

My hair

I don’t even feel the need to straighten out my curls anymore. I use to love to change up my looks, a few times a month but not anymore. My curls are my crown and after 26 years I am finally appreciating them. After constant heat damage and bleaching, my hair is the healthiest it’s been in a decade… a damn decade! Especially after postpartum shedding I’m leaving my hair well enough alone!!

I’ve actually been speaking with a few girlfriends who are au naturel and I’ve been getting their advice on products. It’s been refreshing and beyond helpful! I’m not going to lie to you though, I’ve been dying to try out a protective style ‘faux locs’ (fake dreadlocks). Unfortunately I’m not good at sitting still and waiting for my hair to be done plus my wild child would probably try to pull them out *insert eye roll*

(In my dreams wahhh)

My calling

The need to find my calling in life has grown. I don’t know if it’s because I’m a mom now or what. The things I wanted before my daughter was born don’t seem to matter anymore. What matters to me is finding my passion in life, trying to excel at it and to show my daughter her mom can do it all.

My patience

I have always had a pretty decent amount of patience but that has seemed to change a bit during this first year of motherhood. My patience has amplified for my child in which I try my best to remain as zen as possible. Unless I’m over tired and then it’s like go take a nap, momma needs a second (I think any mom can relate). I’ve learnt to really adjust and analyze situations where more patience’s is needed. Everyday is a new obstacle and I’m a work in progress. So noticing my shortcomings have helped me fix and discover new ways to better my patience, communication and in all my behaviour. Our children are a reflection of us and I want to teach myself and my daughter better cooping skills for any situation that is thrown at her.

My temper

I’ll say this first I will not argue, that is how I’ve always been. Arguments lead to words you can’t take back and I refuse to do that. You might think then how do you express you’re self when you’re upset. I personally wait until everything has calmed down to talk. If you have something to say to me, speak in a lower tone or not at all. Which is difficult for my 6’5 Polish boyfriend who is generally a loud ass person when he talks.

My love

This is where I’ve noticed my biggest change, is in the way I love. You never knew how much you can love someone until you have a child. Yes, you can love your pets but when you bring a child into the world it’s different. I thought I’ve always loved strong but my love towards my family I’ve created is insane.

I have changed and matured so much within the last year that the woman I once was I don’t miss. The woman I am today has so much more to live for and to love. I can say for the first time I’ve fallen in love with myself and my life. It may not be sunshine and unicorns all the time, nobodies life is but it’s my life. So I may not be the same woman but that’s okay….

Do you feel like a different woman after becoming a mother? I’d love to know!

Xo

Mom Fail Fridays – cake smash fail

So here’s some tea,

First, let’s just put it out there in the universe that I’m not the best baker in the world. To be honest I’m not even a decent one but I attempted to bake my daughters smash cake for her first birthday. My thoughts were she was just going to make a mess and not technically eat the damn thing so it doesn’t need to be extraordinary.

(can you notice the look of disgust on her face)

Well I could of at least made it look better than that to be honest! It was a complete fail, it was leaning over and falling apart right before our eyes. I even tried holding it up with a decorative toothpick. It wasn’t hot, so that wasn’t the case. I just didn’t cut it properly and to make matters worse she didn’t even want to smash it. She literally wanted nothing to do with that thing I called a “cake”. We had to help her and teach her to dig in. What happened next was just tears …..

I don’t know if it was the cake or it was the long day of turning one.

To be honest apart of me is blaming the cake! This is a fail that I’m gong to keep trying till I get it right. On a happier note the cake ended up tasting awesome but looked like a half eaten sausage. I would fit in perfectly on the Netflix show nailed it! From here on out though I vow to be the mom to at least make a pretty looking cake for her second birthday!

Am I the only terrible baker/decorator out there?! Don’t leave me hanging!

Xo

Happy 1st Birthday Olessia!

Dear Olessia,

Before my eyes you’ve grown so fast

I knew this phase would not last

It still brings tears to my eyes to say

That my baby girl turns one today

You’re a piece of mommy

And daddy too

There is nothing I mean nothing we wouldn’t do for you

Happiest first birthday my love

You made us parents, You have not only brightened our lives you have made it worth living. From the day we took you home you’ve been a spunky, sassy and a happy little baby. Now you’re walking and babbling away. I’m only sad today because where has the time gone. Now you’re one years old and have officially turned into a toddler *Cue the violins* but you will always be my baby.

Thank you for choosing us as your parents because we are so grateful you’re our daughter. I love you more than life itself.

You know you’re a mom when …

My loves I’ve had the pleasure of doing a little collabo with a fellow momma. She’s amazing and a damn well kindred spirit I tell ya!

Let her introduce herself!

“My name is Ashlee – I’m a new mom and wife with a passion for dessert, sarcasm, and fitness. My blog encompasses all of these with a few laughs thrown in as well”

Follow her if you want some great reads and a good laugh!

http://www.cookiemonstermom.com/blog

So here OUR tea all mamas can relate to,

You know you’re a mom when…

When you prefer your coffee cold.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you can yell at someone 10 times a day to quit touching their penis without having to call the police about it.

You know you’re a mom when…

When cleaning up someone else’s poop quickly becomes a norm – and you’re not bothered by it.

You know you’re a mom when…

When all you eat is your toddler’s leftovers.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you know someone’s “poop face” better than your own.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you haven’t gone to the bathroom alone in years.

You know you’re a mom when…

When having a long hot bath or shower without hearing crying is a luxury.

You know you’re a mom when…

When brushing your teeth feels like a huge accomplishment.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you own more yoga pants than pairs of jeans.

You know you’re a mom when…

When your hairstyle of choice is the mom-bun because you haven’t washed your hair in days.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you have petrified french fries on the floor of your car.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you have a booger sucker in your purse.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you leave the house and remember your hand held breast pump but forget your phone.

You know you’re a mom when…

When stepping on Legos doesn’t even hurt anymore.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you hide in the pantry to eat your cookies so you don’t have to share them with your kids.

You know you’re a mom when…

When 8 hours of sleep is only a fairy tale.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you get upset at people in public for not having “stroller etiquette.”

You know you’re a mom when…

When nothing irritates you more than seeing someone without kids park in the family parking spot.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you are willing to murder whoever rang the doorbell during nap time.

You know you’re a mom when…

When your free time includes folding laundry, unloading the dishwasher, cleaning the floors and MAYBE sitting on the couch for 5 minutes before the baby wakes up.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you’re rocking and swaying without even holding your baby.

You know you’re a mom when…

When your boobs are always out and you don’t even care anymore (breastfeeding moms)

You know you’re a mom when…

When you’ve mastered the skill of multitasking.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you wish every store had a driver thru.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you have to pretend you know what they’re babbling about

You know you’re a mom when…

The words “don’t put that in the mouth is said daily.

You know you’re a mom when…

When play dates are more like mommy dates with loads of caffeine and chit chatting about who puked on you this week.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you crave alone time but when you get it you wish your kids were there.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you have a hard time buying things for yourself but have a cart filled with stuff for your kids.

You know you’re a mom when…

When you’re child is asleep you wish they were awake but when they’re awake you wish they were sleeping.

You know you’re a mom when…

When after a long hectic day you’re still proud to be their mom.

Comment and let us know what your “You know your a mom when…”

Xo

Mom Fail Fridays – story time from other moms!

So here’s some tea,

It’s Mom Fail Friday and instead of my fails this week I’m going to be posting a few stories some people have sent me!

“ my son has fallen off the bed so many times that we put railings up, you would think that would stop him but no. It was a challenge he graciously accepted. We eventually had to put our bed on floor to refrain from anymore visits to the emergency.”

⁃ anonymous, mom of 1

“ I can not count how many times I’ve taken a piece of dog food out of my daughters mouth. I even make sure the bowl is off the floor before I put her down. Somehow and someway she finds a kibble.”

⁃ anonymous, mom of 2

“Clearly my son watches the dog 2 much. I watched him take his diaper off and proceed to lift his leg to pee on our indoor plant. I stood there for a minute in shock. What is going on in my household!?”

⁃ anonymous, mom of 3

“ my daughter has found a way to take her diaper off. You may think that’s cute and funny until you’re wiping poop off your family room wall”

⁃ anonymous, mom of 1

Kids do the darnedest things

Hope you got a quick giggle! I’d love to hear more, sent away!!!

Xo

Women empowerment – next generation

So here’s some tea,

I’m a girl mom, that phrase shouldn’t make you think of tutus and headbands (which I might add are super cute) but it should make you think of the next kick ass generation of women.

As a mom of a little girl, I’m determined to teach her the significance and importance to raise your fellow females up. Sadly in many cultures the odds are stacked against us as women from the day we are born. I want to be able to teach my daughter to rise above the obstacles that she’ll inevitably face as a woman, if it’s in terms of a job, society and even in relationships.

Why is raising a strong, smart and powerful woman so important to me? because women like that is what this world needs.

I told someone that I let my daughter be free and as crazy as she wants to be. She’s too young to do otherwise but she already has so much personality that the last thing I want to do is hinder it.

The person responded back “ You don’t hear that from many mothers often, about letting their child be wild and free”

That was how I was raised and I’m going to pass that down to my daughter. My mother has always let me be me. I use to paint cartoons on my walls and dance in the rain to Mariah Carey as if I was in some mtv music video! I even had a constant mess of books about Egypt and projects because it was my dream to be an Egyptologist (yeah clearly that didn’t happen)

I have and always will be an oddly strange wildflower in a wide open field waiting for a Dixie chick song to come on.

Remarkably that dynamic and the complete transparency with my mother allowed us to have a friendship, where her opinion matters to me rather then feeling like it was parental judgement.

Women in general are mean though, and not because we are born like that but it’s because we are taught to be. The insane idea of constantly being in this survival mode and to compete with one another is absurd. If it’s not slut shaming or body shaming, it’s belittling each other. I see it everyday if it’s not in social media it’s in our everyday lives. We all know someone right now who is tearing another girl down to satisfy her own insecurities. It’s disgusting, where is the sisterhood at?

Remember this isn’t hunger games ladies, relax. Just because you personally wouldn’t wear that or say that or even do that doesn’t make you any better of a person and them any less. I want my daughter to know when another woman falls, you give her a hand up. And when a woman finds success and happiness you in turn be happy for her. Its a feather in all of our caps as women. This world needs good people and especially good women remember that.

It’s also nice to see in the media today that there is more positive and diverse role models for little girls. I want Olessia to be comfortable in her own skin, and that any new or old societal pressures to be a certain way doesn’t hinder from the extraordinary woman she is and will become. Women are phenomenal so let’s raise the next generation of women to appreciate, support, love, assist and in all respect one other because it all starts with us.

END GIRL HATE!

Mom Fail Fridays – She’ll do it without a diaper.

So here’s some tea,

Oh diaper changes! Is it me or are they becoming worse the older your baby gets? I miss the days when my precious little baby would lay there awaiting for her bum to be changed. Now it’s like trying to tame a Tasmanian devil, who is flipping and squirming to get free. Sad to say but it has officially turned into a game and I’m always the loser. I’m convinced she’s like “Let’s see how frustrated momma will get before she has to strap me down”

(Baby powder everywhere like normal)

It has come to a point where the changing table is no longer used. The new designated diaper station is our bed or the floor.

Enough rambling and let’s get to my fail of this week. The past week Olessia has been fighting a little diaper rash. All four of her pesky molars have erupted as well so she’s kind of been a mess.

After diaper changes I’ve been letting her bum air dry, let’s just say she’s taking full advantage of that. I’m not talking about pee everywhere, oh how I wish it was. My little nudist walked over to me, made eye contact and began to explode.. all over the floor. Yes that’s right poop, everywhere. All I could think was really you have to look me dead in the eye to do this!

Once … okay I understand, maybe the cool breeze against your tush feels nice. Twice, now you’re pushing it but three times. I can’t blame anyone but myself now. You’d think I’d learn after the first time! You also might think she’s eating solids, it’s a quick pick up stop whining. Think again it’s teething poop which means a watery clumpy mess.

Nothing like cleaning poop off your hardwood floors several times a week then having to sanitize! Note to self always keep a diaper in your back pocket.

I never thought I would talk about human excrements as much as I do. Welcome to motherhood!

I know I’m not the only mom out here dealing with a stinky little tushy! Don’t be embarrassed it’s all for shits and giggles.

Xo