Friday, September 26, 2014

Perfectly Imperfect

Hello, my name is Kaitlin and I’m extremely type A and super, duper (almost compulsively) clean.

Everything has a place and everything should BE in its place.

 True story: When my mother put me in time-out in my room she would actually have to add, “And you CANNOT clean your room while you’re in here!”

 And then… the Lord gave me three beautiful…messy, loud, rambunctious, sticky, gooey, chaotic sons.

 In a little under four years.

While I was trying to get ready for work this morning, wiping my boots with baby wipes in hopes of passing them off as “work appropriate,” I saw my pre-schooler mopping (not sweeping or picking up) cooked rice that had exploded all over the kitchen (yes, before 8:00AM).

 My two-year-old was putting ripped up pieces of a magazine in between every single page of a book I had left out very, seemingly, dastardly and with great mad scientist like attention.

 And the baby was pretty much just running around in his diaper gleefully displacing anything that was kind-of, sort-of, maybe in its place. I sighed on the couch.

 And then, I heard my Jesus tell me to look closer. That things of this world are not as they seem.

 That if I looked with HIS eyes at this situation that I would see something very different.

 See when Jesus looks at me (a messy, loud, rambunctious, sticky, gooey, chaotic, MESS) he sees perfection (that's called grace: undeserved righteousness).

 And so maybe, just maybe, perfection isn't perfect at all.

 Maybe, just maybe, the perfect is in the mess.

 My home is filled with two loving parents and three messy adorable sons.

 And that’s, just, well, perfect, but only when it isn't.

 Colossians 1:21-23New King James Version (NKJV) 21 And you, who once were alienated and enemies in your mind by wicked works, yet now He has reconciled 22 in the body of His flesh through death, to present you holy, and blameless, and above reproach in His sight—




Friday, September 19, 2014

Four Things Every New Mommy Needs Before Her First Baby (and no one tells you about)

I’m going to start with the one that was the biggest shock for me. The fact that NO ONE TOLD ME.

1)      Giant. Huge. Ridiculously Large. Pads.



Like, the BIGGEST ONES the store sells. And a WHOLE BOX. I find it laughable that some of these Mommy Blogs recommend buying new pjs / nursing wear to wear the first few weeks postpartum.
If there was a 2007 Hollywood dramatic blockbuster that summarizes your first few weeks it would be:



‘Nuff said. Moving on.

2)      A waterproof mattress cover: for your bed.



Whether or not you choose to co-sleep at some point, at ANY point it is inevitable that your baby can and will spew bodily fluids, of all varieties, on your bed. And this will continue until…well…my oldest is four and we’re still not out of the clear with him on this one.

So. Yeah. WELL worth the twenty bucks.

3)      A fully-loaded DVR / NetFlix Queue



There.Is.Nothing.On.At.3:00AM. And you’re super awake.

And by awake I don’t mean awake.

I mean…functioning “well enough” to prop your baby in a specific (read: uncomfortable) way that if you move (and by move I mean ever so slightly flinch) he/she will wake up screaming and you’ll have to start over.

The plus? It can be anything you want (they’re still blobs right now).

Confession: I watched the entire NipTuck series the first few months with my oldest.

But there’s just something that makes it 0.004% better to be carrying that baby down the stairs for a couple hours for the seventh time knowing that something you love and enjoy relaxing to watch is waiting for you!

Pro tip: Add a few of your husband's favorite shows that you can't stand. It works two-ways. ;) 



4)      A babysitter.

Even if (especially if) one of you is staying at home full time. Grandparents / aunts / uncles are fantastic. 

And sometimes you can find some killer friends who want to do babysitting swaps with you.

Also fantastic.

But sometimes, just sometimes, it’s fantastic to just call someone up, pay them, and leave for a couple of hours with your husband.



This is one that I never would have DREAMED of prepping for with my eldest.

It’s something we’re still working on today.

But, if you can, I strongly recommend carving out a plan B (and plan C, and plan D) so that you and Daddy can get some kid free marriage time once in a while. Make. This. A. Priority. 

Especially with your first.

Pro tip: Volunteer babysitters drop like flies after kid #1 and then it's just cricket chirps after kid #2.
Use. Them. Now.

There’s nothing like bringing another kid into this world.

But, it’s also important to also keep the integrity of your union. For your kids and for you.

I’m sure that other people disagree with this. Fine. But these were tips that helped me out personally and I hope they help you too!

Which one of these tips were you already keen on?

What works for you?


Anything to add? 

*Disclosure: Hats off to my favorite babysitters Rachel (my mom), Rebecca (my mother in law), and MaryKay (my friend), for always being there when it's ever possible!!! <3