Fun for Baby

A Whole New World

Today marked a new chapter in Mini’s life. The chapter of swim diapers, splashing, and possibly swimmer’s ear in the future. 

We have a local aquatics center that has a semi-permanent roof and walls for the cold months. That simply means: warm/hellishly hot months=sunshine and suncreen, cold months=insane indoor humidity. But hey, we can swim year round. So anyway, I loaded up Mini, her newly acquired pool float, and two bags of random stuff I thought we’d need and met up with a friend and her two kids (ages 5 and 11 months) at the pool.

If Mini could have spoken when I first placed her in her float in that lukewarm water, I think she would have pulled a Queen Victoria and given us a heartfelt, “I am not amused.” Where are my Doctor Who fans at? Or, you know, just fans of the British monarchy. It didn’t take her long to realize the pool was basically a giant bath tub, which is probably her most favorite place ever. Unless there are puffs involved. Then homegirl heads to where the snacks are.

Things I learned from our first pool day:

  • Bring snacks! I can’t believe I didn’t think of this. Luckily, my friend had a bag of those baby Goldfish crackers. Total lifesaver.
  • Bring a stroller. I did not, and changing was definitely an issue. This will be a must from now on, so I can strap Mini in while I change. Or pee.
  • Lifeproof cases are amazing. I could snap pictures without worrying about the water. Note: The depth of the kiddie end of the pool we were at is only about 18 inches, but Lifeproof cases are submersible for up to an hour in depths up to 6.6ft/2m. I Googled it just for you.
  • Babies will sleep like champs after all the splashing and fun. Mini legit fell asleep before I finished buckling her in her car seat.
  • Skimpy tops are not proper mom attire. Not because I think you have to dress conservatively because you’re a mom. Babies are grabby and clothing gets pulled.
Mom Life

Welcome to #MomLife

Before I started my actual motherhood journey — You know, when the baby is actually out of your body. Not when you’re snapping weekly selfies of your swollen feet and puffy face gorgeous pregnancy glow and growing belly. — I thought I had this mom thing all figured out. I had lofty dreams of natural water birth, cloth diapers, and exclusively breastfeeding; just to name a few. A real Pinterest-worthy mom. Hah.

Welcome to mom life; where nothing ever really goes to plan. And yet, it is still so worth every ounce of spit up and moment of doubt and changed plan.

 

I am Mommy. A Florida born, North Carolina raised, geek and lover of animals, books, coffee, God, my husband, and my daughter. Not in that order. I am currently twenty-seven years young and coming to terms with this real world crap. Hello, mortgage payments, full-time work weeks, and trash cans overflowing with diapers. But I wouldn’t change it for the world. Unless we’re talking about paying fewer bills. I’m down for that.

Mini is a sassy, co-sleeping almost nine-month-old. Born May 23rd, 2016 weighing in at 7lbs 3oz of adorable. She enjoys water, giving extra drooly kisses, and relaxing jaunts in her LennyLamb. She had her first Harry Potter marathon at five-days-old, and is now a crawling machine. Especially in the direction of Daddy’s computer.

We share our home with aforementioned Daddy; a video gaming, disc golf playing, LCS-watching(#TSMwin) man whose looks make people think Mommy robbed the cradle. Seriously. I legit thought he was about twelve when I first met him. He was nineteen. We also coexist with two cats and two ferrets; all named after League of Legends champions.

So, yeah, that’s us in a nutshell. I’m excited to share my little piece of this crazy thing we call mom life with you.