A Time Forever Stamped In My Heart. 

I was very blessed this past week with a super thoughtful gift… an iPad. 

When I opened the gift, I cried. 

I was then told I had to open the plastic on the box and actually take the iPad out and look at it. 

It’s engraved with my name and Peyton’s name. It also contains her birth stats. 

Peyton’s birth story is crazy for me. There are much crazier stories out there for sure. There are a lot scarier birth stories out there for sure. But my story with my daughter was really hard on me. 

Looking at this engraving I cried some more. I will never forget the time they called her birth, so looking at this time that is forever engraved on this iPad just took my breath away. 

I was induced with Peyton. 

I went in to be induced on Sunday at 8pm. I started my induction taking misprios. Monday I sat in the hospital super discouraged because my body wasn’t progressing and I was last priority at the hospital. There was a baby born in the parking lot outside and two babies born in the hallway, and I was sitting in this giant birthing room not having any contractions I could feel. 

Monday around 8pm I was put on pitocin. 

Around 9:30pm my doctor broke my water. 

By 11pm contractions were hitting me like a brick wall and I was struggling and asked my nurse where my epidural was, and by the look on her face I knew I wasn’t going to get one. 

Around 11:50pm I started pushing. 

Around 12:12am I pushed Peyton’s head out and my doctor started calling for help, Caleb was pushed aside as other nurses poured in and my doctor looked at me and very sternly said, “Kymberly you have to push this baby out right now!” Well shoot I thought I did! I was giving this pushing thing everything I had! Was my body not working? I know I pushed something out, is my daughter dead? Oh my gosh, she’s dead… 

12:14am Tuesday morning, Peyton was fully pushed out and alive and perfect. She had gotten stuck on my pubic bone and the umbilical cord was pinched so there was a risk she wasn’t getting oxygen. 

After she was out, my body wouldn’t stop shaking and was loosing a lot, a lot of blood. I was really scared. 

I couldn’t hold Peyton right away. 

I couldn’t enjoy those first moments of her life. 

I couldn’t control what was happening to my body and mentally I couldn’t take that I had no control. 

I had an amazing labor with Nathan. So smooth and easy. I held him right away for two hours and remember those moments forever. I wasn’t getting those moments with Peyton. I felt so robbed of her first few hours because my body couldn’t get it together. 

Mentally I didn’t recover well. 

For a week I cried myself to sleep because I was so upset I missed so much of Peyton’s first day. 

Tuesday around 7am I lost my vision from another migraine and my doctor ordered an MRI

I slept almost all of Peyton’s first day trying to get rid of the migraine so I could at least see my baby I just had. 

Then I was mentally dealing with getting an MRI and how scary that was based on when Caleb got his MRI and the tumor they found. 

At 10pm I got into my MRI. I thought of Nathan almost the whole 30 minutes. How much I missed him and how I hope I’m okay because I want to watch him and Peyton grow up. 

By 11pm we got results back that my MRI was clean and there is nothing wrong. I truly am just getting bad migraines. 

For this week after Peyton’s birth, crying myself to sleep, not being able to form words for how I was feeling, I was finally able to take a step forward and write a little of how I felt. 

I don’t make birth plans because I know births don’t go how you want all the time. So I didn’t want to have my heart set on a birth plan and it not go that way, and good thing because how my labor started and more of the details I can later share, we’re not in any birth plan I would ever write. But I was not doing well on missing Peyton’s first day. Missing those first moments. Being in so much pain I couldn’t hold her. 

Now I sit here and look at this engraving. 

This time, 12:14am, is forever engraved on my heart. For a minute I thought she was dead. I was so scared with all the help that was coming in and my sweet doctor being so stern with me. This time was the scariest time and then most exciting time. She wasn’t dead. She was perfect. 

This was a very thoughtful gift. I am so thankful. 

xoxo kymberly

Written in August 2016

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That Mom. 

Growing up I dreamed of being a mom. And not just any mom, a great mom. Going through college I learned from experience how to talk to a child in a loving way. I didn’t want to be “that mom that yelled at her kids” or “that mom whose kids didn’t listen to her”. Well tonight I felt like I had stared to become “that mom”. 

I can list all the reasons why my patience is egg shell thin, but those are excuses when I look at them through my sons eyes. 

I might be exhausted and don’t know the last time I slept more than 4 hours at a time. I might be frustrated that every time I get my 5 month old to finally nap, my 2 year old yells at her so she wakes up. But those things don’t matter to my two year old when it comes to how I respond to him. 

My sister-in-law has a quality that I really admire. It might be silly to someone, but it’s what I admire most in her and strive to achieve. She constantly talks to my niece and nephew in a calm tone, and talks to them or tries to Understand why they are acting the way they are. And today is her birthday, so shout out to her! Happy birthday!!

This past week my voice has gotten louder and the phrase, “go to your room” has come out of my mouth more than I strive for.

Am I a lazy mom?

What has happened to what I’ve strived for?

Why am I getting so frustrated and letting that control my attitude?

Oh. My. Gosh. I’m “that mom”. 

I just needed a wake up call. My son is acting out because he wants something. Attention is my guess. His sister was born and for 5 months he hasn’t had me to himself. So soon that is going to change and I’ll take him on some mommy/son dates. 

I need to take a breath before I respond to his acting out. I need to ask him why he’s doing what he’s doing. I have been consistent in following through with what I say and winning the battles I choose to fight. 

I think today it just hit me that what I’m doing isn’t working. I need to go back and stop using the word no. I need to explain more. Nathan is very smart, he can understand what is needed of him and understand that he needs to be respectful. 

Being a mom of 2 little ones is hard. Not because my kids are bad or handfuls, but because my time is never my own and being present with both of them on little sleep is hard. 

But I got my wake up call and tomorrow is a new day. I pray Nathan forgives me for not being my best. Time to lower my tone again and communicate with him. 

No longer “that mom” that I didn’t want to be. 

xoxo

kymberly 

Don’t Judge Parenting. 

You know those lovely people that don’t have kids but judge everything you do as a parent? Uh, not loving those people. 

Here’s the deal, if you’re reading this and you don’t have kids, don’t judge those moms at the park, the store or restaurant. You can have all the ideas on what type of parent you are going to be, and how your way is the best way. And good for you, that’s awesome that you are striving to be the best parent, but you don’t have my kids. You don’t know them the way I do. So you don’t need to judge how I discipline or which battles I think are worth the fight. When you have your kids, you can discipline them how you want. You can make all your own baby food, and still go on weekly date nights with your spouse. That’s awesome of you. Also, just a heads up, it might not work out that way. After you don’t sleep for months years, stuff changes and the battles you choose to win, might not be what you thought you would be battling. 

Kids don’t come with an instruction manual. When a baby is born, that baby comes with his/her own personality. That baby grows into a baby that has its own opinion on what foods he/she likes. That baby grows into a toddler that pushes buttons and has to learn boundaries. That toddler also starts sharing his/her interest and showing their personality more and more. And I can guess what comes after toddlerhood, but since I am not there yet personally I will wait to write about it. All this to say, each child is so different. You have to get to know them. Just because they are created from you doesn’t mean they are going to be just like you and have the same interest as you. So getting to know them, you figure out how to discipline them. You learn what battles to fight and ones to just let go. So I don’t need to judge how you parent since I don’t know your kids and I don’t need to see your eye rolls when I am parenting my kid. 

Being a mom is really hard work. Like I have said before, its the best. I was born to do this. It is my dream. And in this dream I am living, I need more cheering on, encouragement, and love rather than judgemental looks and comments. There is no place for that type of behavior. If you do not understand why I am doing something, I would rather you ask me, than make some sarcastic comment about how what I am doing is not right or the way you are going to do it. 

So why can woman not be nice and encouraging and cheerleaders for each other? Have grace on one another and learn from one another. And think before you speak. 

Xoxo

Kymberly 

Cheers To 2016!

Happy New Year!

What a crazy year 2016 was for my family and I. 

I had a pretty painful pregnancy, an even more painful labor and delivery, that led to the most perfect baby girl! 

We bought our first home and moved when Peyton was 3 weeks old. 

I have had some weird symptoms happen that doctors cant figure out a diagnosis. It started after Peyton was born, so I think it has something to do with my crazy labor. 

Peyton has had some weird stuff also, but she’s perfect and every test, ultrasound or X-ray taken, has come back to show she’s perfect!!

Nathan is such a good little boy. He is also 2, so I’m learning what “terrible twos” are all about. He is whitty and has brought so many smiles to my face and heart. 

Caleb still is loving his job and has been working more and more on his Mustang to make it faster so he can race his dad one day. 

So that’s a really short summary of my year. 

2017 I’m putting the word Hope over the year. 2016 I felt the word Faith. To have faith in everything coming our way. This year I’m having Hope after all that Faith. Really learn what it is to have Hope and what that looks like in every day life. 

Happy New Year! 

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xoxo kymberly 

Struggle Bus. 

Struggle Bus. 🚌


That’s the ride I’ve been on the last few weeks. 

Two year olds are not a joke. Especially the ones that have an insane vocabulary and are whitty… like the one I have. Who can talk circles around you and tell you all the reasons he doesn’t want to and can’t pick up his toys. It makes your mind jello to where all you do is point to his room because all that talking he just did made you dizzy (Pointing to his room most of the time gets him to do what I originally said before he started talking 500 words a minute).

Two year olds are also hilarious. I get a good laugh from the whitty thIngs Nathan comes up with. 

But the struggle bus comes when I am completely caught off guard and don’t know what to do or how to discipline him. Some days I wish he came with an instruction manual so I knew how to best discipline him in the most effective way so he learns correctly. 

I also spend most of my day repeating the same three things over and over. 

“Don’t unplug that”

“Don’t plug that in”

“Don’t climb on that”

You would think after a year of the same three commands something would stick?! At least maybe one of them!!! 

Also meltdowns. 

Let’s just talk about those… not awesome! I also don’t love all the parents who I ask about meltdowns and they are like, “my toddler doesn’t have them, does yours have a lot of meltdowns, like, behavioral problems?” Really??? No he doesn’t have behavior problems, he’s 2 and gets mad when it’s time for bed or he can’t have a cookie. Then it’s on the floor crying and screaming for a hot minute. But I seriously cannot be the only one who has a toddler with meltdowns right? 

So I’m struggling mainly with finding the best effective way to discipline my toddler. He is an incredible and smart little one. I am very thankful to say he is good in stores and in car rides. He is amazing with his baby sister! He just does not want to listen to some of the rules in the house, like plugging in the lamp to an outlet or climbing on his dresser to open his window 😳🙄. 

That’s my struggle bus rant at the moment. I truly just want to be the best Mom for my kids. I want to raise them correctly and teach them how to listen to direction and be respectful. That there is a time to play and be crazy and a time to listen and follow the rules. 

Saying that, he is only 2. Sometimes I think he’s way older than he is because of his vocabulary and attitude. 

And although he’s keeping me on my toes, and probably giving me grey hair…. I wouldn’t change a thing about him. 

xoxo kymberly 
Picture taken off Pinterest 

The Honest Company. 

So to start this off I want to say that I am NOT an organic mommy or person. But over the last year I have slowly came to love the Honest Company. 

Although I’m not an organic person, I really love the idea of having a son and daughter with such sensitive skin have an option of using pure products. I still try a small amount of everything on them to see if they have a reaction, and so far not one reaction to this brand. I feel good knowing there are so many different products that I can choose from in this brand and there won’t be a rash breakout. 

Do you guys use The Honest Company? 

I honestly feel that their diapers are over priced to just throw away. I bought a box on clearence once to try them out. They worked real well but I wasn’t more impressed with them than I was Pampers. Although the Honest diapers are pretty cute! 

The wipes are nice! I like them a lot. In all honesty I feel the same as I do with the diapers. They go in the trash so fast and I don’t find them more impressive than pampers sensitive wipes or huggies wipes. 


With the diapers and wipes, if we had more money then I would buy them. But being on a good budget, I rest easy using Pampers. 


I’ve gone threw a full bottle of shampoo and body wash on Nathan already and really liked it! So I got a two pack combo at Costco. I don’t know how it does with long hair, but they do sell conditioner! I also like that it can make a bubble bath! 


The diaper rash cream I bought because I started reading some negative things about Desitin and there wasn’t a huge price difference between the two. It works really well! It settles in its packaging, so I have to shake it up so when I go to use it cream comes out and not just oil. Unfortantly Peyton gets really bad diaper rashes and this doesn’t clear them up. So I do have to use Desitin for the first couple diapers to help her rash and then I can use this after to finish the healing of her poor little bottom. 


The healing balm is amazing! I actually cut my big Prego belly with the end of the diaper rash cream really bad. I put some of the healing cream on it and it fused the cut together with out scabbing! I’ve used it on Nathan a lot with all the scrapes he gets! I also love this because I was told to not use Neosporen on a child under two. So this is the perfect cream for a busy young toddler!


The hand sanitizer spray I’m really excited about. I just recently added this to my collection of the brand, and Nathan loves it way more than me using baby wipes to wipe his hands all the time! It dries really quickly. 


The face and body lotion I like because of the face part. I feel like sometimes Nathan’s face can feel dry and I don’t want to put body lotion on his face! So I love having this option to go to! And the lavender smell on babies is amazing! I do admit that I like the lavender Johnson&Johnson smell the best, but unfortantly Peyton broke out in a rash when I put it on her. The Honest Co. doesn’t give her a rash. 


The baby oil is amazing. I love the pump dispenser and how easy it is to use. I don’t like when oils are messy and this bottle makes it very easy and clean to use/apply. It is expensive for baby oil. Compared to Johnson&Johnson, it is expensive. Peyton broke out in a small rash when I used Johnson&Johnson baby oil on her. I use baby oil for her cradle cap. Works really well! 
What are your thoughts and favorite brands?! 

xoxo kymberly

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