Mommy Monday

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I cannot believe we are already nearing the end of March! I feel like this year is already FLYING by! It seems like only yesterday I was pregnant, chasing around a toddler, and trying to get the nursery ready for Huff the Babe! Now, that little cutie is ONE! Which makes me super sad and also super happy at the same time. Why? Because that means I’m weaning HtB! I’m having a lot of feelings about it.

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On one hand, I’m SUPER happy to get my body back. And be able to wear whatever I want.

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Plus, Huff the Babe has five–FIVE!–teeth now. There’s really no need to elaborate on why I’m ready to wean a kid with teeth…

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But I’m also going to miss the bonding aspect of it all. I’m going to miss having that little bundle snuggled up next to me while I give him something no one else in the world can give him.

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But, its time. Nursing Huff the Tot wasn’t a too-terrible experience. She weaned pretty well and, even though I did get mastitis with her, it wasn’t that bad! This go-round, its been a different story.

From the beginning, I couldn’t quite get the little guy to latch on perfectly. Which led to clogged ducts, milk blisters (I seriously have been getting them every two days since he got his first tooth!), and cracked/sore/bleeding nips. Sorry; that got real o’clock. But its the truth! Add into that mix the fact that he was STILL waking at night to nurse at least twice until he turned nine months and I’ve been feeling like a milking cow for a year!

But even with all of that, it has 100,000,000% been worth it. Ergo, the emotional upheaval I’m experiencing at this very moment.

I’ll miss the bonding and the feeling of being a superwoman…

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I’ll also miss the ability to eat treats and not worry (too much) about the scale…

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But I won’t miss only having one arm to perform certain tasks…

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…Or the CONSTANT, ravenous, give-me-a-turkey-leg-or-I’m-going-to-die hunger pains that a bf-er knows all too well.

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So if you see me over the nest few weeks, clutching a shake from Sonic and doing the “Kim Kardashian Ugly Cry”, you’ll know why.

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Mommy Monday

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Happy New Year!

Typically I do an end of the year wrap-up blog post before the new year, but the holiday season is basically one long whirlwind of cheese, get-togethers, and mad dashes to Walmart for things you forgot. Hence, today’s post.

I don’t think I’m saying anything new when I tell you that 2016 was rough. Between everyone being stressed out about the election; not being able to state your opinion without being flogged by keyboard judge, jury, and executioners; the many attacks across our nation and the world; the loss of musicians, actors, writers and public figures we grew up with; and people losing dear family members and friends, I was not sad to see 2016 go.

BUT…

Last year was also a great year. So many great things happened to the Huffman clan:

 

We welcomed our newest addition!

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I became a SAHM (who works two days a week).

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I firmly believe leaving my full-time job of five years was the best decision for our family. Has it been easy? Oh hecks naw! Has it always been a blast? Hahahahahahaha! No. But has it been worth it? Abso-freaking-lutely! I love my kiddos and I’m so glad I get to spend this time with them. I truly feel like I am being molded and shaped into a new person. These adorable little turkeys are teaching me what real love is, patience, self-control, and to not sweat the small stuff.

 

Huff the Tot is Potty-Trained!

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Y’all, potty training was an interesting road we traveled down this year. It was exhausting, overwhelming, time-consuming, and I thought it might break me a time or two. But Huff the Tot is FINALLY potty-trained! It is such a glorious feeling to only have one diaper to change! Don’t get me wrong–the kid still wears a diaper at nap time and bedtime–but she regularly takes herself to the bathroom and hasn’t had an accident in WEEKS! That was a huge weight lifted this year!

And, there were several other great things that happened in 2016! Don’t believe me? Just watch:

What were your favorite moments from last year? Share in the comments below!

Mommy Monday

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Before I had kids, I loved hearing the hilarious things that would come out of my niece and nephews’ mouths. It reminded me of that show from late 80’s/early 90’s, Kid’s Say the Darndest Things. Remember that show? Bill Cosby would have a bunch of kids on stage and he’d ask them random questions and they’d say stuff like:

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(Preach, sistah.)

So once Huff the Tot started forming words together, I couldn’t wait to hear what she’d say. Mostly because I know she’s inherited her mother’s mouth and I knew I was in for a lot of payback after what I put my parents through. And let me tell you, that child has not disappointed. Here are a few gems from Huff the Tot:

 

*Driving past hospital* 

HtT: Mommy, that’s the hos’pial. Let’s go put baby brudder back in your tummy.

 

Yeah, doesn’t work like that, kid. 

 

*Huff the Babe cries in the other room*

HtT (over her shoulder as she walks by): Mommy, baby brudder’s cwying. He’s hungwy for your boobie. 

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Maybe I shouldn’t have been so open about breastfeeding…

 

HtT: Mommy, I got a secwet. 

Me: You’ve got a secret? Can you tell me? 

HtT: Uh huh. 

Me: Well, what is it? 

HtT: *looks around, cups her mouth and whispers* Stars. 

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Oh those bright things in the sky? They’re a secret only Hermione knows about. And now me. 

 

HtT: Mommy, where’s Daddy? 

Me: He’s in the shower, sweetie. 

HtT: Oh the shower? He a stinky. Stinky like a skunk. 

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Pretty much. 

 

Me: *goes to get HtT out of bed* Good morning, sweetie! I love you!

HtT: *scowls* Mommy, your hair is CWAZY. 

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Gee, thanks. 

 

What about you? What’s something that your kid has said that made you laugh? (Or made you try really hard NOT to laugh?) Share in the comments below!

 

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Y’all, its been rough around the Huffman Homestead lately. Huff the Hubs was out of town all last week and this week, leaving 7 1/2 months pregnant me alone with Huff the Tot. Thankfully, I’ve had family and friends to help me out. Pretty sure I owe about 8 different people fruit baskets after these two weeks are up!

I haven’t been sleeping well. Mostly because Hermione hasn’t been sleeping well. Her normal bedtime is 7:30 p.m. However, my little Gryffindor hasn’t been falling asleep (slash staying in her bed) until about 10:30 p.m. And then she wakes around 1:00 a.m. And again at 7:00 a.m. She fights her naps with everything within her. She’s also been flipping out during bath time. Seriously; its like she’s part cat or something.

Needless to say, I’ve cried A LOT over the past 7 1/2 days.

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I’ve also been praying (A LOT) that Hermione would nap and sleep at night.

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And it seems like all of my prayers have been answered… except the ones regarding Hermione’s sleep. Yesterday, I had a full-on meltdown about it. Why was He not answering my prayers? Why was he letting me suffer? (And yes, I sure did say suffer. You try being pregnant with a non-sleeping two year old and you tell me how YOU’D describe what you’re going through.)

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Then, I started thinking about it. I remembered a quote said by tons of people many times: “When you pray, God’s answers are normally ‘yes’, ‘no’, or ‘wait’.” But then I thought, “What if there’s a fourth response? Such as: ‘I’m teaching you something.”

That’s when I realized God was working on me during these two weeks. And what has He been teaching me?

 

Grace

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Its tough sometimes to remember that kids are just that, kids. They don’t know as much as adults do because they haven’t had the same experience we have. As my dad so eloquently put it, “She’s only been on Earth two years! Cut her some slack!” So that’s what I’ve been doing. Those times at night when I’m so exhausted I can’t remember my own name and she’s been out of bed twenty times, I repeat to myself, “She’s only two. She’s only two. Show her grace, but be firm that she’s sleeping in her own bed.” Its actually helped A LOT.

 

Patience

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I’ve never been a patient person. But these past two weeks (and, really, the past two years of being a parent) have really helped me refine my patience. I’m in no way close to being as patient as some, but I can feel God working on me in that area.

 

Self-Control 

Though I have totally cried just about everyday, I feel like my self-control is being polished. Nothing makes you dig deep into your reserves of self-control when your child is kicking and thrashing around and you’re still able to stay calm when you just want to pull a Beast:

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And even though I know I still have A LOT of work to do with myself, I think having this perspective will help me out the rest of this week, as well as when Huff the Babe makes his grand entrance into the world.

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(Sidebar: To all the military wives/moms and single moms out there, I salute you. I know I’m only getting a tiny taste of what you deal with on a daily basis and that makes me want to salute you, girl.)

 

The Bun in the Oven

I thought I’d shake things up a bit today since we just got some exciting news!

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That’s right, Hermione will be a big sister to a little brother! I’m not going to lie, I was rooting for another girl just because I figured it’d be easier: reuse the same clothes, I know how the sister dynamic works, and I’m all about Disney princesses. But then I started thinking about my nephews and how much I love them. Then I started to get excited about a little boy!

Another reason I wasn’t too keen on a boy–at first–was that I wasn’t too jazzed about the name we have picked out. It’s actually Huff the Hubs choice. And the guy will NOT back down. So, he agreed to let me give our son TWO middle names and I get to pick both!

Our son’s name will be:

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Why did we choose these names? I’ll tell you!

Huff the Hubs has always loved the name Uriah. When he told me this is what he wanted to name our “someday son” years ago, I couldn’t believe it.

You know he gets cheated on by Bathsheba, right?” I asked.

“Yeah…”

“And then King David sends for him to come back from war when he finds out Bathsheba got knocked up because he couldn’t keep his hands to himself,” I added.

“Uh huh…”

“And then King David basically orders Uriah to spend time with his wife and he refuses so King David has him killed…you really want our son named after that?!”

“Yes.”

I couldn’t believe it. First of all, Uriah has such a sad story! And not only that, but if my son ever got cheated on by some girl, you better believe this Momma Bear would have something to say!

But then I started to think about the kind of man Uriah was. He was brave; he was a warrior in the king’s army. He was loyal; when he was called in from war, he didn’t rush off to have a conjugal visit. He insisted that he protect the king because how could he “eat, drink, and be merry” while his brothers were still fighting on the front lines? I’d be so proud of my boy if he was as brave and loyal! (It should also be noted that my dad LOVES the name Uriah because its the name of his favorite band.)

 

Francis is the name of my beloved grandfather who passed away when I was in elementary school:

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My dad says that I share a lot of similarities with my Papa Francis, including my looks. My Papa was a kind, gentle, loving man. He loved OU football and working with his hands. I always knew I wanted to name my first son after such an amazing man!

 

And yes, you guessed it, the second middle name, Indiana, is after our favorite “professor”:

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Indiana has always been on our list of boy names, even when we weren’t even trying to get pregnant. We both knew we always wanted a little boy named Indiana that we could call “Indy”. Not only are the movies such a big part of our lives and childhoods, but we love the character of Indiana Jones. He loves history, loves to learn, and wants to preserve historical artifacts for everyone to see and enjoy. Plus, he’s a total bad-a.

 

So there you have it! The newest addition to the Huffman clan will be: Uriah Francis Indiana. Lock up your daughters, folks.

 

I realize not everyone will like his name, and I’m okay with that. There are some people who have named their kids certain names that I don’t care for. But, you know what I do when that happens? I keep it to myself. Why? Because my kid is not your kid. And vice versa.

 

We got a lot of flack when we told people what we were naming Hermione. Yeah, it hurt sometimes. But then I remembered why we chose that name. And if people don’t like our son’s name, that’s fine too. Because I know why we have chosen these names. We want our kids to have names that mean something to us. Besides, it could be worse. We could be naming our son Albus Severus.

 

 

Mommy Monday

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Many times on Mommy Mondays, I whine about the parts of motherhood that aren’t that glamorous: spit up on my shirt, engorged boobs, and blowout diapers. But today, I’m thinking more positive.

Today I’m going to list some of the kick-a perks about being a mom that you may not have though of!

 

Even if you’re doing low-carb, Paleo, flexitarian, or whatever, you can totally steal sips of your kid’s Nesquick with FULL FAT milk before handing it over to them. Seriously, this has been one of my favorite things to do in the mornings. That chocolate milk is the bomb!

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You have a legit reason to not go anywhere.

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You also have a legit reason to have a girl’s night.

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The pantry can be stocked with animal crackers and applesauce pouches and people think they’re for the kid…when they’re really for you.

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You can totally look like a BAMF in front of non-mommy friends when you describe your birthing story (because, let’s face it, whether that kid came out of Lady Town or was cut out of your belly, you’re a BAMF).

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You can say what everyone else is thinking and no one can get offended because you can “blame it on the hormones”.

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But, the best perk is having a little piece of you and your honey running around that you can impart wisdom.

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What are you favorite parts about being a mom? Share in the comments below!