Peace Out 2016

Its NYE! Lets get CRAAAAAYYYYY!

As a mom, "gettin cray" is a mistake that you will deeply regret and pay for the next morning. Nothing, I mean NOTHING is worse than being hung over while a three year old runs around screaming about how he wanted Nutella on his waffle, NOT peanut butter. I've learned this lesson the hard way, can you tell??

As a mom that is seven and a half months pregnant, "gettin crayyy" isn't really an option. No vino, no shots, no cocktails, no beer. No fun... I mean, yay! I love being sober for 9 months straight with a three year old and teaching a class of 14 three to five year olds five days a week. Who am I kidding? I should be a damned super hero, or at least some kind of poster inspiration for sobriety:

"Look at this woman. She is so stressed. Her boobs hurt, there's a three year old jumping off the couch and screaming the lyrics to some stupid Netflix kids show, none of her clothes fit because of her giant belly, and she's got the snot of at least 6 kids that do not belong to her smeared on her poorly fitting shirt. She's been sober for nearly 8 months, if she can do it, YOU CAN TOO."

...But in all seriousness. I'm not a drunk. I mean, I'm going to enjoy this NYE celebration. This year my husband and I decided to keep it low key (more like, we have a kid, not friends) and just hang at home with our son, watch movies, and pig out on snack foods. Basically, we are partying 3 year old style. It would be a big fat lie if I said I'm not looking forward to it. I mean, c'mon. Who doesn't like pigs in a blanket, nachos, pizza rolls, cookies and root beer?

 ... apparently my son.  DAMMIT!! 

Ok, now that I've regained my composure and convinced the little prince that  pigs in a blanket contain his three favorite foods I can end this post on a more positive note.

Cheers to the end one year and on to another. This new year, I am going to enjoy my life. This upcoming year is going to be awesome.. even if my kid won't eat anything I cook. I will be gaining another adorable son, my new business will flourish, and I will find happiness with myself. I hope you do great things too.

Suck it 2016.

Ramblings on Finding Balance in the Life of a Real Mom

Being a mom is the most rewarding job in the world. Being a mom is also the most exhausting job in the world. Sometimes I want to run and hide in my closet and cry while I binge on left over Halloween candy. Other times, I scream and yell in my best death metal voice. When things get really bad, I just sit and stare while I grip my cold cup of coffee and wonder WHY? Most of the time, though, I wonder how it's possible for me to love someone so much? How did I ever get so lucky?

My family is my world. Every decision I make revolves around them. I feel as though every move I make is some calculated maneuver towards the benefit of us. There's a lot of thought and worrying that goes into the low paying position of  being a mom. If you suffer from anxiety like me, forget about it, being a mom is an automatic prescription for a higher dose of your choice of anxiety medication. 

Even though I haven't been a mom for very long (three years and eight months to be exact), I have noticed that a lot of my personal grief stems from unbalances in my life and within our household. So, with that being said I have come to the conclusion that I need to make a conscious effort to find more balance within my daily life.

I, we, all moms need to make time for ourselves. We must learn to find the humor in the daily circus of life with kids and look within ourselves to find our own worth and make our own happiness beyond our identity as a Mom.  

That's my purpose and goal for this blog; document my struggle journey in finding balance in my position as a Mom and as individual an individual, Erika. 

Hopefully we can help one another along the way.