Have you ever wrestled an aligator?

Because that is what changing a diaper is like these days. Changing clothes? Even worse.

Hair today, gone tomorrow

Jacob was born with a head full of hair, so naturally he needed a hair cut earlier than most babies. My mother in law insisted that we keep a lock of it tucked away in an envelope for the baby book. We didn't have an envelope so a ziplock bag had to do. That baggie is now sitting in my bathroom drawer waiting for its fate. Every time I open to drawer to brush my teeth I see this baggie full of hair and I am starting to wonder why it is that I need to keep it? Am I seriously going to nostalgically stare at a bag full of dead skin cells that once adorned the head of my child? Wouldn't a picture be much better? Every time I open that drawer the idea of saving it gets weirder and weirder. I actually think it is pretty gross! A month later we took him to one of those kiddie salons to touch up around the ears and neck, and the lady offered me an envelope full of his hair. I politely declined, and she gave me the most disgusted what-kind-of-mother are you look! There are many customs in our culture regarding babies. To this one I say, No thanks!

(Drinking) Game NIght

Here's a new game to play with the hubby or friends while watching the Food Network

While watching "The Neely's": Everytime there is some sort of flirtatiuos behavior/sexual inuendo take a shot
Paula Deen: Any time she says Butter or Hey'yall take a shot
Giada: Everytime there is a close up of her cleavage, take a shot!

Kissy Face

Little babies are all about tender kisses, cuddles, soft skin and coos. Right? Riiiight. My baby is all about pulling hair, grabbing at my face, pinching, biting and his skin is about as soft as an alligators! Well maybe it's not that bad. I still love him dearly. Nothing says I love you mommy like a bit wet sloppy open mouth face plant of a kiss!

Toy Story

As I stumble through a sea of toys on my way to the sink to brush my teeth, I am reminded of the days of  ‘I will never’. I remember thinking to myself, “When I have kids, toys will stay in the kids room, playroom, outside, anywhere but in the master bedroom.” The master bedroom is a sanctuary for the parents; a place to escape the demanding life of a parent, a place to rekindle romance and relaxation.  Any toys in the bedroom are just a reminder and an instant buzzkill. Hello reality. Nice to meet you.

I find myself saying this a lot lately.

I am now aware that having toys strategically placed around the house means mommy can get dressed, take a shower, put on makeup, all in a semi peaceful manner. Thank you toys, for reminding me again how much I have to learn!

Ps. Toys, Please don’t go off when nobody is around; it’s scary, awkward and just plain weird. Surely this has happened to everyone at an inopportune moment, right?

Here we go!

Because mommy-hood is full of fun, laughter and hilariuosness, I decided to create this blog. I dedicate this blog to the funny moments we all face, the funny moments we forget, and the moments that are funny only to those who are watching. Because there is enough seriousness in life, come here when you need a good laugh and maybe a cute baby picture or two!

Who am I you ask? I am a (late) twenty-something mom of one handsome 8 month old son, Jacob. I am also a wife, registered nurse, aunt, daughter, sister and comedienne. Ok enough of the boring stuff, here we go!