Rainy Day Adventures

Yesterday was a gloomy day filled with grey skies and lots of rain. One thing I loved about living in Idaho was being able to play outside pretty much whenever I wanted. So when Rai went down for his nap I bundled Ashton up to jump in some puddles. He’s really only experienced rain twice so far since he was born in Arizona and it was so fun watching him point up to the sky and say ‘water?’ He also learned a new phrase ‘it’s muddy’ which was on repeat while he splashed around. After a while we warmed up the car and the boys and I went to get me a coffee while they napped. <3 I’m loving this new season of motherhood we’re moving into now that Rai is older and has more of a schedule. I’m able to focus better one and one time with each one which makes my mama heart so full. Also get a load of how big Rai is compared to our little peanut Ashton.




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Our Big Move

I have written and re-written this post several times now trying to figure out how to not receive negative comments, but frankly I realize that’s not possible. When I left my small hometown I never dreamed I’d come back to raise a family there, but here we are gearing up to move there and hopefully get ahead in life again. Now this decision was especially hard because of Jordan–our sweet, sensitive little boy whom we share 50/50 with his mom currently. We’ve toyed with the idea of moving for almost 2 years now and after many long nights of discussions decided that it really will be the best thing for our WHOLE family. Before I get too much more into this I need to address a few comments we’ve already have directed at us thus far:

‘How can you just abandon Jordan like that?’–We are NOT abandoning Jordan, we have been fighting for him and hoped he would be making the big move with us but things don’t always work out how you want it to, so we are going with plan B. We have literally mapped out a way to still get to see him 50% of the time. We have calendars filled with red mark of who’s house he will be at and for how long and who is in charge of transportation.  We’ve already figured out a way to fly us to him or him to us monthly plus breaks, summer and holidays. We will make sure he knows that we are not leaving him but that we are trying to create a better life for him and us and the one we are currently living now is not what we want him and his brothers to think is normal.

‘Who’s going to take care of Jordan?’–…..He has a mother, she has helped raise him thus far and even if our parenting styles are not similar she is his mother AND once again he will still be staying with us on our time.

‘Did you even think about Jordan before making this decision?’— Of course we did!! Jordan spends more time with me than either of his biological parents so this subject is very near and dear to my heart. Of course we thought about him, but we also realized it’s better to show him to fight for a better life then live in a depressing state. (I’ll explain more on this in a bit) I have broken down crying while packing up boxes because he was my first child, he made me a mom first and it kills me to think about all the things we will miss out on but I know this is the right choice.



There has been a few other comments but these three are the main ones we get and the ones that really bug me. I’ve cried over this and even prayed for a sign that this is the right thing to do because of course we worry. We worry something with happen and we won’t be here for him, we worry that someone bad may come into his life and we won’t be there to protect him, we worry that he won’t go to a good school, eat healthy food, like his clothes, etc. WE ARE HIS PARENTS, we worry about everything with him just like we do with Ashton and soon Poppyseed.

Here’s the other thing, we only have a one year plan for our move, our goal is to go to Idaho, live with my parents, tackle debt then reassess our situation. IF things are not going well there or here for Jordan we will do what is right for ALL of us. Right now we are both paying off debt that was collected during our previous marriages, student loans and of course regular bills. In order to do this I work from home because daycare cost too much and we have ZERO family here to help out; so Eric works 10-12 hour days, which means even on the weeks we have Jordan he doesn’t get to see him except for when he wakes up and goes to bed, if that. This is also the only time Eric gets to see me or Ashton.  Not only that, he works in a job that leaves him drained and unsatisfied, we make enough money to get by and nothing else. We ask for memberships to local Zoo’s and Parks as gifts, that way we can afford to take the kids out but the reality is our kids are stuck inside a tiny two bedroom apartment watching their parents struggle to survive.

We were given the opportunity to get ahead.  There is a job lined up for Eric once we get there, where he will make the same amount of money but work less AND get weekends off. There’s also space, time and support for me to grow my home business as well as possibly open a physical shop to sell our products. There is a support system of grand parents, aunts, uncles and friends to help with our growing family AND help us go on a date–we have gone on ONE, yes O N E date since having Ashton. Our second date night was on his one year birthday and only because my parents flew in to Arizona.

What all this also means is a better family life for us.  Yes all of us, including Jordan because now the time we do have with him, he will get to actually see his dad and go do fun things with us and see what it’s like for us all to be happy and not worn out and irritated. We are making sacrifices now to better us later. It’s scary and at times makes me want to puke but I trust Eric’s decision to move us, I trust that this is all happening for a reason and I trust that this really is the best thing for ALL of us.

By moving we have the opportunity to make more money, pay off debt, have a support system, get better family time, get better one on one time, and show our kids that life isn’t about working at a crappy job and hating life.  So before you start making us feel bad about our choice know that it was not an easy choice to make and that your comments are not welcomed. We hope that it all ends up working out in our favor and we get him full time but realize that may never happen. And at the one year mark of our move plan to sit down and decide if we made the right choice or if we need to move back.






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Making room for baby #2 in our small apartment.

Growing up I always pictured myself having babies in a giant house with a big garden out back and plenty of room for all of us to grow and enjoy our hobbies. Then I actually grew up and realized all of that cost a lot of money! Add college debt, divorce debt and getting laid off while on maternity leave with my first and it’s really out of reach now. Yes our place can feel cramped at times, there are days where I wish each boy had their own room and that I could just sit in one room without hearing every noise from inside our place and outside. Something that I will talk about later is our plans for a move but I’m honestly weary of posting about it due to already receiving negative comments about it. None the less I thought I would share how we created space in our bedroom for our sweet poppyseed who will be joining us the end of September.


First we don’t do traditional wood cribs, we have a pack and play for Ashton that he still wont use, (He’s a swing baby just like I was) and the other thing we used ALL the time with Ashton is this mini pop up crib.

I currently have Poppyseed’s going home outfit(s) and swaddle blanket waiting to be packed displayed in it. With Ashton we used the colors already in our room to add space for him till he was old enough to move into Jordan’s room and I loved the way the room flowed together but still had his space for him. So this time my wonderful mom found this lotus flower wall decal that actually was suppose to be a more soft yellow to match the yellow of our room but they sent us gold and Eric and I felt it still fit so we put it up. FYI this was the most annoying thing to try and put up and there is a lot of bubbles and little mistakes BUT again we will move soon so we figure it’s good practice for the next one we try to put up. 😉

Poppyseed’s crib is on my side of the room since I’ll be the one waking up for night time nursing sessions. Now I have a really bad habit of reading many books at once and piling them up on the floor next to my bed BUT with a little one that gets into everything and another one in my belly making bending over exhausting I actually started to break this bad habit and now have a mini stack on my nightstand and one I keep on a tray on our bed. I love this tray!! I remember using it a lot when I would nurse Ashton in bed after Eric would go to work and Jordan would go off to school. I would store my water, books and snack on it while I nursed and napped in the early days of motherhood.

Eric’s side is less set up for baby because there is actually tires on that side of the room (not pictured because I rolled them out of the room to do a little photo shoot.) but my new favorite thing is the little corner that has the pictures of Ashton’s ultrasounds and our hospital bands and the start of Poppyseeds as well as the first anniversary gift I gave him.

One thing I have learned is that when you are nursing you will be sitting a lot and to me I hate sitting in the dark around clutter because I start to feel depressed and just want to sleep so I moved my nursing chair over by our bedroom window and made sure I had things that bring me peace and are calming. One of the shelves will eventually store my pump like it use to but I haven’t dug it back out yet so I have one of Eric’s baby books there and the gold owls my late great grandmother gave me when I was younger.


Lastly a spot that’s just for me is our full length mirror that is now stored behind our bedroom door. This is where I tend to get ready while I sit on the floor and let Ashton crawl all over me and I’m sure where I’ll get ready while I nurse in the future. I wrote about how I started getting ready each day a little while ago that you can read here and it seriously has made such a difference.

With Ashton we moved into our apartment and I was already a few months along and dealing with morning sickness so organizing our place was put on the back burner. I kept saying I’d do it before he was born which turned into I’ll do it after he’s a newborn and basically never happened. So when our apartment complex relocated us to a different apartment with the same exact layout I was dead set on making this place flow. Our closets are still a big issue for me but they are WAY better than before. I honestly feel like I’ve been more at peace the pregnancy due to the fact that everything has a place now and the second something new enters our home I figure out where it will be stored when it’s not in use. I also have crystals placed throughout our house and I’m always diffusing an essential oil which helps keep the whole family a lot more zen if you ask me.

I realized that you think you need all this baby stuff but by time you have your second you realize what you truly need and what will end up being used once (or never) and then stored under your bed or in your exploding closet. I will be adding a post of where I store Poppyseeds clothes, diapers and burp rags soon so stay tuned!




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Let’s Cut the BS and Stop Making Excuses: Update on my Progress Towards a Better Me.

It’s been a week since I declared I would stop making making excuses and start doing more for my family and myself. If you have no clue what I’m talking about read this post first then come back to here. 🙂

First let me say that I am so happy I shared my struggles with all of you as well as with Eric for a number of reasons. For starters I had a lot of you reach out to me and say ‘yep, that’s SO me!’ and I even had a few tell me they were so happy I shared because they were starting to feel depressed after becoming a SAHM and knowing they’re not alone meant the world to them. Which means the world to me because that was the number one reason I started this blog, to not feel alone and to connect with like minded people. Finally I’m happy I shared it because it made me accountable, I would start to feel myself slip back into my excuses or when it came time do it I made reasons up why I couldn’t and Eric would say something as simple as ‘you just gotta find a way baby’. And I did, so let’s see where I am after just one week of setting my goals and getting myself up off my ass, I posted my list of things I wanted to accomplish on my post (mentioned above) and this is were I am at.

Learn to Play an Instrument: Eric ordered us two beginners ukulele’s and we spent most of our day yesterday learning how to tune them and the different notes.

French Lessons: I pulled this one out and started it twice then stopped BUT it was due to equipment issues, the mic they supplied me with isn’t picking my voice up so I spent my time trying to reset the whole thing.

Learn Sign Language: I’m happy to report I know my ABC’s as well as family signs for mother, father, brother, etc.

The last two items on my list, yoga instructor and publish something are things that unfortunately do have to wait a little bit. I can’t really become certified while I’m 5 months pregnant so that will have to wait until I’m done growing a life and that 3 month period after where you’re just in survival mode. As far as publishing something goes I’m currently just working on writing more, I try and set aside time daily to write either on here or in my journal to fine tune my skills which to me is a perfect stepping stone in the direction I’m wanting to go.


Now lets talk about the other things I mentioned I do in terms of making excuses around the house….like cooking, ugh cooking. I still hate it, I still struggle with wanting to do it but I’m doing it however, now I noticed my biggest issues is thinking of what to cook and going to the store to get it. Also, when things come up, like this weekend we had Eric’s family in town and then went out of town for a wedding. I bought light groceries and focused more on snacks, however that bit me in the butt when plans changed and we had no food so we ordered in.

As far as my passions go I’ve been trying to do one thing each day for me that is a passion of mine, from reading a book on a subject I’m really interested in, working on my shop, painting or even painting with the kids. I’m making a conscious decision to do something everyday for me now even if that means I have a baby looking at me between my legs, getting food smudged all over my yoga pants while I sit to do these things. I realize I’m showing him and his brother that it’s important to have passions, it’s important to do things just for you even if you feel selfish doing it.

Are you also joining me on making less excuses? What have you done to help yourself overcome them?

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What I started doing everyday that helped boost my motivation and confidence.

It’s crazy to think that I’ve been a SAHM now for over a year, I remember loving the corporate hustle. If I was given a deadline that seemed unreachable I also reached it, it honestly made me feel like I had a purpose in life. Then I slowly realized that yes, having a job is very important but I don’t plan on spending the rest of my life coming home to my job and sleeping next to it every night. For starters I wanted a family, I wanted kids and to go on adventures and grow old with the person that I love.

As you’ve probably read in previous post I was laid of while on maternity leave with our first born, something that wasn’t planned but we had talked about was me becoming a SAHM it just happened a lot faster than we planned but we rolled with it. At first I loved it! I loved waking up when I wanted to, enjoying hot cups of coffee and oh wait… that’s right I had a newborn. 😉 My ma stayed with us for almost a month after Ashton was born and it was great, I thought to myself ‘Ya I got this, I can totally raise a newborn, take care of my stepson, run the household and be a good spouse while I running a stay at home business and blog.’ And I tried to, I would spend all day looking for freelance jobs, blogging, cleaning, cooking, cleaning poppy butts and pumping, don’t forget that glorious pumping and for a few months it worked.

Then I slowly stopped blogging as much, some days I wouldn’t even touch my craft table or laptop and I just sat and nursed, ate, pumped and shuttled my step son to and from school. No I wasn’t depressed but I was defiantly missing something. After a while I would get fed up with myself and make these vows that I would be motivated again, I’d stop making excuses, (you can read about all my good excuses here) and I’d do it all again.

No matter what I did I kept slipping back into my sofa induced coma and just survived each day. The other day it finally clicked, the days that I’m productive, feel confident about myself, speak without my voice shaking and don’t make a million excuses as to why I can’t do something were the days I got ready for the day within an hour of waking up. I know silly right? But it’s true, being a SAHM it’s so easy to stay in our comfiest clothes, order in and put the cleaning off till later because there no one there to judge us or make us feel bad, except ourselves of course. Now I’m not saying that you need to get dressed and put together like you’re going into a corporate meeting or about to pose for a cover of a magazine, I mean you can if you want to but I’m talking about simply putting on real clothes -I count leggings and real clothes- and throwing on a little mascara or lipstick or even blush, whatever makes you feel awake and ready for the day. For me it’s mascara, I feel like it wakes me up and when I don’t put it on I feel asleep all day.

Plus added bonus, when your spouse comes home you don’t feel like a slob and for me, I feel sexy. Even though he gets home late and by then I’m back in pj’s I felt good about myself all day so when he walks through the door and says ‘Hi beautiful’ I don’t immediately reply with something like ‘I look like crap’, ‘I haven’t showered’, or ‘what are you talking about there spit up on my shirt’. Even if those things are true because lets face it moms can go a few days without showering and when there is a baby involved there is always spit up somewhere, I do feel beautiful, I took care of myself that day even if it sounds like a superficial way to do it but I did. When I walked by a mirror all day I didn’t think ‘God Spencer get it together.’ I would instead think ‘I really like my eye shadow today’ or ‘My hair is getting so long and pretty.’ What we think and say about ourselves can really effect us, more than we realize. Self talk is my worst enemy so if putting on a little mascara, a layer of dry shampoo and clean clothes will silence my self talk for the most part then I’ll do it. Doing this daily habit has also led me to add other seemingly normal things back into my life. Like brushing my teeth first thing in the am and not after I had my coffee… or lunch. Taking my vitamins daily and rolling out my yoga mat.

What is something that you can do or do, do daily that helps you feel confident and motivated? Are you like me and need to get dressed and slap some quick makeup on to feel ready for the day or do you prefer to workout and chug a protein shake?

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