Today, Wes and I had planned on being in quarantine until we realized we could go to my Dad’s house. We drove up to their new house, one they’ve been building and dreaming of for years and finally have. My dad designed the entire thing and it’s a very special place! I had to hold the tears back as we walked in because — just so many emotions.
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Read More[trigger/content warning] 🖤 I remember hearing about postpartum depression and that if you felt like throwing your baby out of the window, or if you couldn’t stop crying, then that meant you had it.
Read MoreI’m literally sitting here on my couch, listening to Emaline sing “into the Unknown” from frozen 2 as loud as she possibly can on the back porch. Fully aware that she’s doing this for attention but here’s the thing: I’m trying to pick my battles wisely, considering it’s day 2 of self quarantine and we’ve got a long road ahead of us. it’s 12:30pm.
Here are a few tips I’ve gathered, 2 days in this is sure to change but we gotta start somewhere!
The other day E asked me who my best friend was, and I said “your daddy!” - she wasn’t happy with my answer, whoops 😂😂😂❄️ We’re parents now, but we’re still the same people we were 10 years ago.
So here’s the deal: I’m not sure why this is something no one talks about, but I can’t be the only one who feels this way.
It’s #worldmentalhealthday 🖤 I’ve always been stubborn, and I’ve always been a hustler. I thrive off of productivity and accomplishments - most of the time. But honestly? There are days when I can barely get out of bed. No one knows it, not even my family... mostly because I have kids and that’s quite frankly not an option.
So I push through. And I make it happen on the bad days. And it’s exhausting.
This is one of those times where I just have something so strong on my heart today and feel the need to share. I’m not sure who needs to read this but... This is the only picture I have of my bare pregnant belly ever, and I snapped it a few days before I gave birth to Pj.
Read MoreFor as long as I can remember, all I ever wanted was a flat stomach.
I avoided pool parties as early as middle school. I would spend the evenings secretly doing workout videos in my bedroom.
#deardiary // This was me yesterday... happy. But today... it feels like I’m fighting my way out of a deep dark hole. Last night, a wave of depression came over me but I wrote it off as coming down with something and went to bed early.
Read More“Mommy, why does your belly button look like that?”
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“Mine is different than yours because that’s just how my body looks. And guess what? I love it so much!”
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She beamed back at me and said, “Oh yay mommy! I love mine too!” 👏🏻
I finally get it. I finally know now that I don’t have to live in a constant state of chaos, feeling like I’m drowning all the time. I finally know that I’ll be able to look back at this time with peace and happiness, knowing I was able to enjoy these times with my kids.
Read MoreI’ll be honest. For weeks I’ve had something totally different planned for a Mother’s Day post. But today, I woke up with something strong on my heart that I needed to share.
Most people don’t know this, but both of our girls are rainbow babies. They each came after losses, and I’ll be the first to admit I didn’t grieve properly.
The first 4 months of her life I was ANGRY. I felt robbed. I had spent my entire pregnancy dreaming of what it would be like to bring her home - but what actually happened was a series of events I would have never dreamt of.
10 more weeks of people asking me if I’m having twins 🤦🏼♀️
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This has happened to me several times, and again today. I really try not to let these things bother me, and today I didn’t get mad, or upset, but as soon as I got in the car I realized I felt completely deflated. Like something is wrong with me and I’m not doing something right.
As much as it pains me to say this, I no longer have a little baby - I have a full blown toddler and that means the game has officially changed. The things I need for her when we leave the house are much different than they used to be.
Most of the time, I only need a few things but it depends on how long we will be gone, where we are going, etc. But for this purpose, I'm going to show you what I pack for a long afternoon out and about.
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