I wont gender stereotype my son.

When we decided on a kitchen and cafe for Lucas’ first birthday, the biggest question asked was “isn’t that girly?” The answer is no, why is it girly? Do men not cook? Do men not own cafes? Can a man not work in a kitchen? It’s one of those questions that makes me annoyed, honestly.

Lucas spends 70% of his time playing in his corner, well one of many corners. He spends 10% watching TV, especially Disney Junior, and guess what his favourite programmes are? Mickey Mouse clubhouse, Doc Mcstuffins and Sofia the first! Once again I get comments like, “isn’t that girly?” “Why do you MAKE him watch this?” I don’t MAKE him watch it, he choses to, I am not going to turn over the TV everytime, the “girly” princess programmes come on. 

When Lucas was learning to crawl we purchased “girls” leggings as he couldn’t crawl in jeans; Comments were made for example “why is he dressed in girls leggings?” and when we bought jelly shoes for him, as they were the only shoes that would stay on his feet and comments were made again about the fact “he had girly shoes on”

I wouldn’t go out and buy Lucas a dress or bow for his hair but if he choses this then thats fine with me. I cannot stand gender stereotypes. Why are things girly? or even boyish? 

Children have no idea, nor do they care what colour toys they’re playing with, whether they’re reading about fairies or dinosaurs or whether they’re pushing a pram, playing in a kitchen or kicking a football around.
Just remember that.

Motherhood met me young. Some may see that as a failure. I don’t. I have fully surrendered and succumbed to motherhood, letting it wash over me and smooth out all my jagged edges and shape my unruly parts. It’s healed me in ways I never knew I needed healing, and it all started with those two pink lines.
—  Being a Young Mom Does Not Make Me a Failure, Lexi Behrndt

Being a Mom

Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed

Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.

Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending

Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.

Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”

Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright

Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.

Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 

Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.

Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.

Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.

Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.

Being a mom is finger paints and park trips

Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.

Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)

Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs

Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.

Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.

Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.

It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

You won’t remember the way I stood in the bathroom late that night in labor with you, fearfully and excitedly gazing up at the moon, knowing I was going to bring you into the world soon and whispering to you, “We can do this.”

You won’t remember the way you looked at me right after you were born, or the way I pulled you up next to my heart and marveled “Hi, baby” in your ear.

You won’t remember the way you healed my broken spirit. The way you completed my heart. I was weak before I had you, and you made me whole again.

You won’t remember the way I proudly watched you everywhere we went, you were always the most beautiful boy in the room to me.

You won’t remember the way you made me laugh with all of the silly things you did. I saw how kind your heart was.

You won’t remember the way I would brush the hair off of your forehead and the way you’d look up at me. Without any words, our souls could touch and say everything to each other that words couldn’t.

You won’t remember the tickle fests we had, and how I always cheated so I could hold you close and cover your salty little face in kisses.

You won’t remember all the times I went to bed at night and felt such fear being your mother: Am I doing okay? Have I messed up too many times already? Can I be the kind of mother he needs?

You won’t remember the way my heart broke and grew a little bigger each time you passed a milestone, watching the sand fall through the hourglass while feeling overjoyed witnessing you expand and grow.

You won’t remember the way I would hold your little feet in my hands, imagining how much bigger than my own feet they will one day grow, and how I will have to let you go.

You won’t remember, but I will… and I’ll hold these memories in my heart for the both of us.

—  Jessica Dimas
The Huffington Post
how to make a note LEGENDARY.

I have a theory. It’s just a small personal theory about tumblr. I don’t believe this to be a fact, but merely something to observe.

People wonder how notes get over 1,000 notes. I myself did for awhile, even when posting something original that is very thoughtful or funny or relatable, it gets a mere 8. After thinking about it for awhile, discussing it with a few people, and studying a few things, I have a hypothesis.

There are TWO ways of a note going viral:

The more uncommon way is multiple smaller blogs reblogging it and friends of those reblog and it slowly gains recognition amongst the smaller groups, until a whale (a whale is a term for someone who has a lot of money or substance, in this situation, followers [10,000+]) reblogs it causing a snowball effect of people to reblog and like.

Of course, the note will die out over time because usually tumblr famous people post a lot of stuff. So it may get drowned out. The timing of the reblog is key because most people who use this site are of the ages between 12-25 which means the time period they are most active is 3 pm - 12 am. The rush hour of tumblr use which i noted has come between 5 pm and 9 pm.

My theory here is that a note can achieve this legendary status if and only if THREE tumblr famous sites or whales reblog it within a week time span. The more times a person sees a picture, text, or video reblogged on their dashboard, the more likely they are to reblog it. And since these whales together have a following of 30,000+ followers, your note will be passed out to other groups and other tumblr famous sites or whales to continue reblogging. This will go on and on because of the quick and viral spreading of an almost similar like spamming of people’s dashboards.

The reason I say THREE is because when one whale reblogs something, it’ll get maybe 1/100th of their followers to actually notice it. Since they post so much, the follower’s minds filter out things they like and don’t like. Now if a follower sees another whale posting the same thing, they’re more likely to consider the content of it as reblogable. If you see three whales posting the same thing, along with their other followers liking and reblogging, you actually take the time to watch the video or listen to the audio and see if it’s relatable. What makes the note even better is if the content is full of great quality stuff. 


Some people may get upset that, hey i don’t have tumblr famous people following me or I deserve to be famous, but don’t know how to get there. It’s truly networking and people skills folks. Making friends with people without being prideful and staying humble is the way to go. When you take the time to message someone, like, reblog, or just get to know people for reasons besides their fame, most of them can see how real you are. especially if your blog is full of original content they can relate to. 

Also, if you’re good looking, send your pictures to the Fyeah sites, it helps. If you aren’t, then get with the original content. I’m being straight up and real. You have a gift and a talent. Showcase it for the world to see. If may be your looks, music, dance, art, photography, humor. If you can make it original and relatable, people will notice if you try, but like i said, tumblr is NETWORKING.

Life nowadays is all about networking really, but I’ll leave that for another post. I’ll just give you some info my brain has cooked up for now.

Yes, there will always be those who are stuck up or cocky because they have achieved said status, but there are others who are very nice and very humble and I have had the privilege to talk to them. I call these people humblrs. They are humble tumblrs. 

  1. therealmeahriano
  2. shawnsasaurus
  3. kelvinween
  4. unknown-one


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I want to follow people that are here to have somewhere to vent and share their life and get/give positive support.
I love reading your posts and seeing your pictures and will never be mean to you. We are all in this together. 💗


Stay Golden

This week we are finding our light at the beach.

I felt like I was suffocating at home, and I was craving a change of scenery so this week was a much needed soul cleanse for all of us. Plus we are getting to spend some extended time with my mom which I’m always grateful for!

Although I am missing my husband big time right about now.