Today’s guest blogger is my girl Laurie from Andiamo (Italian for Let’s Go). I have loved getting to know her through reading her blog. Anyone who loves Diet Pepsi and sarcasm as much as I do is awesome in my book! Not only is she gorgeous but she has got it together (and her children are so adorable!)! I love how real and relateable she is! If you haven’t checked her out yet, you’ve got to!
Hi there Mommy in Heels readers! I’m Laurie and I hang out over on a teeny tiny corner of the Internet called andiamo. Rebecca and I share a love for fountain sodas of the Diet Pepsi variety and sarcasm. I used to wear chic shoes like her but I have since opted out in my old age. I digress.
I am a stay-at-home mother to two. I have a daughter, Letty, that is a miniature version of myself (personality wise) and a son, David, who just always makes me smile. Just like his daddy. If you pop on by andiamo you’ll pretty much catch up on what I do with those two, and I do a lot. A day at home, although welcome, is a rare occasion in our household.
Now that we have got all that bio silliness out of the way… I am in no way as fabulous as Rebecca. Let’s just put that right out there. I prefer leggings and my Hunters to heels. But I am a mommy. And that can be a bit cray at times. I can’t really cook, although I try. I’m quite good at organizing and planning, almost to a disgustingly compulsive degree. So when I sat down to figure out what to write today I started thinking about a girlfriend of mine (my mind wanders quickly). A working mama. A hard-working mama. I started thinking about how I get the feeling she feels a bit “unfit” and judged from time to time. That maybe she’s not doing something the “right” way. She puts herself down a bit and I no likey. She’s a fantastic mom. Wonderful at her job (my hair likes her). She can cook a mean meal. And she’s like really sweet and nice and best friends for life! So ladies. As long as your child is fed and clean and safe and loved you are doing a great job. Period. I don’t care if your kid hates asparagus or sleeps in your bed every night or doesn’t use the potty till she’s three (that last one was me). We shouldn’t be so hard on each other because you know what? This mommy thing can be pretty tough. We shouldn’t make it any tougher on each other.
So I’ll give you my Mommy Confessions. Mommyfessions if you will. And oh there are many.
– Letty slept in our bed almost every single night till she was two and a half. Not on purpose.
– I had a glass of red wine before breastfeeding on occasion.
– David eats chicken nuggets for two meals a day. Every. Day.
– Letty used a pacifier until she was two and some change.
– I yell.
– Neither of my kids eat vegetables.
– If our friends are over I’ll let both kids go well past their bedtime in hopes it will wear them out and I’ll sleep in past 6:30 a.m.
– I don’t wash their sippy cups every day. And I let them share.
– I bribe Letty with milkshakes often.
– I let them play with iPads and watch TV. For more than 15 minutes a day.
– Sometimes they wear clothes that are too small for them.
– I let Letty put David in a tutu.
– I never remember to bring their hats.
– I’ll give my kid any food if it means they will be quiet.
Ding ding! The Mother of the Year Award goes to…. Me! And you know what? I’ll wear my Bad Mommy Badge proudly because I am NOT really. You know me. I’m just a “rule” breaker.
Thank you so much Rebecca for letting me take over a bit of your space today! Enjoy Lucky FABB and I’m sure everyone else is just as excited as I am to hear (read) all about it.