Mommy Advice Needed


So this time around, I need advice about a situation with Bestie.

Here’s the dillema as I see it:

Little Man is a “titty baby” in every way possible. He wants his mommas boob and nothing else. This is wearing Bestie out. She home schools Turkey and there are days that Little Man makes this damn near impossible.

That being said, I also feel that Bestie is half responsible for perpetuating this. She allows him to use her as a pacifier, she picks him up at any little fuss, she takes him from Loud Mouth, me or anyone else holding him when he first starts to fuss. She complained to me about Loud Mouth not bonding with Little Man… but from what I saw, she doesn’t allow him to. She never even let me try and soothe him, except for when she was in the shower and didn’t know he was fussing. How can Loud Mouth (or anyone else) soothe him and bond when she takes him away to pop the boob in his mouth?

So, I was wondering:
1. Why is Little Man like this? So clingy to her? Are her actions doing this?

2. How can I approach her about this without sounding “too intrusive”? Or should I say anything at all?

3. If I do speak to her about it, what options (if any) should I suggest to help Little Man not be so clingy?



Turkey Talk


If you have read my Cast of Characters page, you know Turkey is my hilarious “niece”.

She cracks me up constantly. After spending the past few days with her… I have to share some “Turkey Talk”.

Talking to Bestie:
“Mom, I love Bubba, but I want a sister too.”
“No. We are done.”
“Well, I will just wish on a star like I did for Bubba and YOU WILL get pregnant again! ”

-After sassing back to Bestie:
Bestie: Don’t be smart!
Turkey: (honestly confused) But, I am smart…
Bestie: Dont be a “Smart-ellic” is what I meant!

Dancing to the Just Dance game-
“This is my JAAAM! ”

Also while playing Just Dance-
(Talking to Butthead)”C’mon Uncle ____, feel the beat with us! ”

Annnd my favorite from this weekend:

-Comes into living room where we are sitting around chatting-
Turkey:(Raises hands in “announcement” form) “Everyone- I have found us a new holiday to celebrate as a family!”

Bestie: Really? (Eyebrow raised and smirking- we all agreed later we were expecting a made up holiday)

Turkey: (very serious) Yes. It is called, Chanukah! (Very proud looking)

Me: (trying not to laugh) Turkey, hunny, we don’t celebrate Chanukah.  We are not Jewish.

Turkey: (disappointed) But you get to light candles and get presents for eight days!

Bestie: Aw, hunny, we celebrate Christmas. Jewish people celebrate Chanukah, remember talking about Jewish people in your lessons?

Turkey: (sigh) Okayyy. Yes. (Sulks away)

Haha! Poor Turkey. She perked up after she realized her Elf wouldn’t come if we didn’t celebrate Christmas. She loves that dang Elf!

Hope you enjoyed Turkey talk! I see MIL tomorrow, so I might have another No Filter for you! ♡


Vaping and It’s Positive Effects on Me


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Vaping has been the greatest recent change I have made to my life. I was skeptical at first. Skeptical that: 1. It would keep me from smoking and 2. That it would make such a difference!

It has made an astonishing difference. It has been a month now since I have even attempted to smoke. So much has already changed! I cannot wait to see how much better it will become once I start hitting more milestones!


Ten Great Benefits So Far:

1. My sense of smell– It’s amazing! I was completely clueless as to how much my nose was missing!

2. How I smell- I no longer smell like an ashtray. I enjoy putting on my coat and smelling the laundry detergent.

3. My breath and teeth- I no longer feel like I have to constantly chew gum. My teeth are starting to not look as dingy!

4. I don’t feel like I am running away from convo. – I no longer have to banish myself away for ten minutes at a time, just to return smelling of smoke.

5. No nicotine hands- No yellow fingers and nails. Also, if you have ever smoked and then put in contacts, you know how horrible it is to have nicotine in your eyes. It’s like Satan spit in your eye.

6. No more burns- As any smoker knows, accidents happen. Eventually you burn yourself, your clothes or your surroundings. Great thing about vapes-no fire!

7.  I can skip the convience store– I had to go buy smokes once a day. I now drive by the store on the way home and stick out my tongue! Haha!

8. Saving money- I have saved over $200.00 so far (not including Butthead) and have not smoked 50+ packs of smokes.

9. Energy and healing- It is absolutely amazing! Yesterday, Butthead, Bestie, Loud Mouth, Turkey and I tried out Just Dance on the Kinect for Xbox. I was UH-MAZED at how I did. I was not gasping for air, I did not feel like I had to stop- and we were gettin’ it!  Previously, I would have been fall down exhausted and gasping like a fish out of water. I loved feeling the difference! Plus, this morning, I did not ache. I was expecting to feel like I got hit by a truck! Amazing, I tell you!

10. This is by far the MOST important and life changing part. – My breathing.  I have not discussed this issue, mainly because of my own embarrassment. I HAD sleep apnea. Notice I said, had. Since I have quit smoking, I no longer snore as bad and I don’t choke at night (according to Butthead. ) Previously I snored terribly. Not cute, girly, wispy snoring- we are talking, strangling a wildebeest type snoring. (Again, terribly embarrassing) Loud Mouth and Bestie noticed this weekend that they did not hear me like they had before. They also noticed I was breathing lighter in general.

I am so pleased to hear that others are noticing a difference! It is exciting for me to know my apnea is going away. You see, I have been holding back the ENTIRE truth from y’all, my weight was not my only health roadblock to motherhood. Butthead and I knew I could not carry a child while having sleep apnea. It was not a risk we wanted to take.

So, folks- this marks one hurdle passed on my road to motherhood!




More Than Expected


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Favorite Topics

Vaping has given me more than I ever expected! I noticed this last night as I worked on the “Favorite Topics” page.

Vaping has tamed my Baby Fever! It is not gone, but Vaping has given me something to focus my attention on. I feel productive and like I am achieving something. Something that is moving me towards the goal of having kids!

I see it this way, by quitting smoking I am:

→ Making my body healthier to carry a child.

→I feel that I will be able to get healthier, now that I can BREATHE!

→Our home will be cleaner and smell better(no ashtrays and smoke) and thus will be more suitable for kids.

So… hip hip hooray for kicking butt!

More Mommy Questions


I tried this a while back, I’ll give it another shot! After all, I want as much honest Mommy advice as I can get! I am on my way to getting healthy and ready for pregnancy and I like stock piling information well in advance! 🙂

1. What is the best “ah-ha” moment you had as a new mom? One that helped you settle into your new role as a mommy?

2. Scariest thing about Motherhood that no one warned you about?

3. Do you follow a “parenting model” or identify as a “type” of parent?(I.e.- attachment, crunchy, baby led) Or did that go out the window quickly?

4. Best advice you ever recieved about becoming a new mom?

I hope you can take a moment to answer these! If I get enough responses I hope to repost with a summary of advice!

♥♡♥♡ Thank you!



No. This has nothing to do with religion. Grace was my nick-name my parents gave me when I was little.


This was one of those ironic nicknames.  Kinda like calling the fat kid, Tiny. I was called Grace- as in, [insert various mishap] then I’d hear “Way to go, Grace!”


I figured I’d share this, as it has been a conversation between Butthead and I while we ponder what our future kids will be like. I pray they have his coordination!

Seriously. As I think ahead to parenthood, I seriously feel for what my parents went through with me. Starting from the time I could walk. My mom told me that my first few steps launched me head first into the coffee table. Growing up, I was unaware we had one, this is because after my head dive into it- she moved it behind the love seat. The fact that it didn’t come out after my toddler years reveals a lot about my mothers confidence in my coordination!


Age 5. I got my magnificent Barbie Corvette! I’m sure my parents thought… much safer than a bike! Low to the ground, it has doors- what could I possibly do to hurt myself? Oh… my poor unassuming parents! I know the words for “wtf” had to run through my Dads head as he came running to me calling for him. He, however, instantly laughed when he saw my predicament.

Yes, ladies and gents, I had run my Barbie car UNDER the side of his truck. This was our conversation:

Me: Daddddddy! Help!

Dad: Back up. (Snickers)

Me: (ramming my chest and face against the truck, because I’m hitting the pedal) I caaaaaaaant!

Dad: The button! Flip it to reverse! (Snorts with laughter)

Me: (beginning to cry) I-I-I ca-ca-can’t reeeeeach it!

So he laughs as he drags me out. There were constant cases like this. Falling off the bed and getting stuck between the bed and the wall… falling down the stairs…and of course, just tripping and falling. One Christmas I asked, begged for a skip it.


It was the only thing I ever begged for (besides a brother or sister)  that I didn’t get! Looking back… I know why. They feared I would kill myself with it.


Anyhoo… I seriously worry my kids will get nothing from me but my poor coordination!


Seriously, people. This is what I envision! At least if this is the case and they are mischievous lil shits like their dad, they will be easy to catch when they run for it! Ha!



I found this blog post recently.
It made me think about my own daddy- who would have celebrated his birthday today, Happy Heavenly bday Daddy!
The post also made me think of the type of Daddy Butthead will be.

Here is the post:
You Just Broke Your Child

The blogger brings up very good points! I particularly love the following points:

-“A child is what you tell them they are.” If you constantly tell them they are stupid or careless… that is what they will believe!

-“Do you not realise that your kids are going to make mistakes?” Belittling them over these mistakes tears down their self confidence.

-Tell and show them you love them

-Take joy in their questions and in every little quirk.

-Teach good gender roles! Who cares if your son wears pink or your daughter wants hotwheels!

All these things remind me how lucky I was to have an awesome Daddy!


My Daddy did all these things to nurture and help me grow. He taught me how I should be treated by treating my Mom like gold. He LOVED her like crazy. He let me know how special I was, that I was smart and I could use my intellect to conquer problems.

My Dad did not limit me because I was a girl. He taught me to fish, he let me stand on his tool box and watch him work on our cars. He played wiffle ball with me, even though I spun like a top trying to hit his pitches. He passed on to me a love of racing and to this day, I know more about cars than Butthead.

He took time with me. Even if it was just letting me sit at his workbench with him as he drafted designs for work. Allowing me to be at his side was enough. I worshiped the ground he walked on. My Daddy will always be my hero.

I know our kids will see Butthead the same way. I so look forward to that. He is going to be an amazing Daddy! He is a big kid himself! He has no problem playing Legos with Turkey (which he actually did Friday night… he was proud of the racecar he made). Seeing him play with Turkey and aww and coo at little man makes me so excited for the day I can give him a child!

I know he will instill such confidence and wisdom in them. He will goof off and be silly with them too. He will be so amazing! That is so important! Knowing that your significant other will be a great parent is one of the most heartening things you can know.

What did you think of the article? Let me know! ♡


Warm and Snuggly

So warm.
So sweet.

I went and saw Bestie and Loud Mouth yesterday and of course, Turkey (their daughter) and lil man!

I got to hold and snuggle lil man! Loud Mouth handed him over again later in the evening and I got to rock Lil Man to sleep!♡♡

I leaned back and rocked him while he laid on my chest. It was UH-MAZ-ING! He was so warm and snuggly! His fuzzy lil hair smelled of baby wash. All the sweet lil sounds he made. It was intoxicating!

Baby Fever is baaaaaaa-aaaack!


What’s A Girl To Do?

As many of you saw, I have been struggling to cope with Besties new role as a mommy x2.

I took a cue from the comments you lovelies made and reached out to see how things were going. Turns out, she’s quite busy. Not in the “my hands are full” kind of busy, but already bouncing around to her cousins who have just had babies to have play dates kind of busy.

Now, we (Butthead and I) usually accompany her, Loud Mouth, and their daughter to Trick or Treat. This year, I get this reply- “We already have plans, maybe we can hang next weekend” When I replied “oh, okay.” I get the consolation text of “you can join us if you want, my cousins and I are taking the kids to the square.”

Sigh. Am I being unfair to feel like an outcast? I feel like I am losing her to other mommy friends/family. It’s like this rollercoaster of emotions:
“she doesn’t need me.”
“Maybe she does, she is just busy”
“she’s not too busy, she just needs other mommies- not me.”

HELP! How can I shake this? Or am I just going to have to deal with the fact that being a mommy 2x over changes the game so much… we just won’t be able to connect like before?

I am scared of losing her… but I feel like I’d sound whiny or bitchy to if I say anything. I dunno what to do. Any advice?


Dear Mom


I miss you so much! I cannot believe it has been 9 years. There are so many things I want to ask you! Things I thought we’d have time for, things I never learned.

Momma, I wish I had paid more attention to you cook. I am miserable at it. I can make ediable dishes, but nothing spectacular like you did!

Momma, I wish you could be here to help my baby fever. I wish you could be here for that joyious day when I do find out I am expecting. To be there, share experiences, tell me things, walk me through it and most of all to hold your grandchild.

Momma, I will miss you so much more on days like that. The important ones… the day I walk down the aisle. I wish you could be there- both of us holding back tears, you telling me how beautiful I am. Everything I envisioned as a little girl, now is a bit bleaker because you will not be there.

A mother is so important. I cherished our time together- but 18 years was simply not enough! I still need my Mommy at 27 years old. I get so jealous seeing other women and their moms, sharing experiences, even if it is a simple chat over coffee.

I will never get to see you hold my child, tell me how much they looked like me or act like me. No cutesy stories of my babydom to compare to my child. I feel so robbed already. I feel like my future children have been robbed of what great grandparents you and Daddy would have been.

I don’t even know what names you wanted to be called… nanny, paw paw… I don’t know and I never will. That breaks my heart into so many pieces.

I miss you. I miss Daddy.  I love you both.♡
Your Baby Girl