Mother's Day: What Mom's Really Want

Mother’s day: What Moms REALLY want

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My First Mother’s Day!

YUP! This is my first Mother’s day (with an outside baby), which is super weird to me; like say what? I’m a Mom? I get a day to celebrate me, and not just my entrance into this world? Heck yes! Up until this point in my life, Mother’s day was where I celebrated someone else; my Mom, and Grandmothers, so I never really thought about what I would want.

As an adult I always chose to spend time with the Moms in my life. Typically, by going out to eat, or doing something together whenever possible. I tried to remember Mother’s day past, and I am haunted by really crappy Mother’s Day gifts I gave to them throughout my life (Sorry guys!), that they graciously accepted and thanked me for. Then I thought, well this is my first Mother’s Day, and obviously Baby Bear won’t be getting me anything just yet (although she’s super helpful in my Amazon shopping by pressing lots of buttons); so that duty will inevitably fall on Papa Bear, and all the other new Dads out there! Papa Bear has always been really good at making me feel special; however, I know that not all guys excel in this department and rely on scouring the Internet for advice and tips; MAMA BEAR TO THE RESCUE!

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Top 5 two playerboard games

Top 5 Two Player Board Games

In Anticipation of Table Top Day on April 30th, I bring You TWO PLAYER BOARD GAMES!

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Papa Bear and I (and most of our friends for that matter) are big table top gamers, and spend a little too much time on Geekandsundry.com. We got into table top games when our friend introduced us to Table Top with Wil Wheaton (yup that kid from Star Trek, who plays himself on The Big Bang Theory), and the nerdiness just consumed us from there. (Table Top is an online show where Wil Wheaton and his friends get together, play games, and explain their nuances.) We like the show because we can decide if we actually like a game before we purchase it! We are big on quality time in our family, and enjoy staying home and playing games on weekends, many times just the two of us. Sometimes it can be difficult to find good two player board games, so I figured I’d share some of our favorites with you!

Carcassonne:

This is a European style tile laying game modeled after a French City is super simple and different every time you play. The objective is to collect the most points; you gather points by connecting roads, building cities/monasteries, and establishing a farm. You play a knight, a robber, a monk, or a super lazy farmer. Carcassonne is great for two players or up to 5 players of all ages, and really easy to learn and you could play for hours if you wanted to! They have great EXPANSIONS TOO!!

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11 Things my _ferocious_Pitbull(mix) is afraid of

11 Things My “Ferocious” Pit Bull (Mix) is Afraid of

The Pit Bull Breed is Misunderstood.

I could take this time to go on a rant about this misconception and how much it frustrates me. Instead, I will talk about our family Pit (mix) Asher, more affectionately known as Boogie Bear. We adopted Boogie from a local rescue, Wags Rescue and Referral, after the unfortunate and unexpected loss of our previous beloved Pit (mix), Zuko. We went to one of Wags’ adoption events “just to check out their adoption policy,” then we saw Boogie, and my husband fell in love. He said, “that’s our dog.”

Boogie Bear was just over a year old, came to the rescue as a surrender from North Carolina with another dog. Boogie was severely under weight, bearing some not so loving cuts/burns, and named “Black.” When we asked his foster family if he was good with cats, he responded, “I don’t know, lets check,” and brought him to a cage of cats, for which he had no interest. “Is he house broken?” “Yea. Well. He did pee ON my dog once, but I think that’s just because he wanted to.” Ah, a dog after my own heart. He must be ours! We have had Boogie since the fall of 2013, an d we could not have asked for a more loving, patient, sweet and (as you can see) handsome man. That being said, he’s a big wuss. Papa Bear and I often giggle over the things that our perceived DANGEROUS Pit Bull is terrified of, and I wanted to share with my subscribers.

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Maternity Leave

Ten (plus one) ways to ENJOY your Maternity Leave.

Happily Adjusting to Motherhood during Maternity Leave

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As I sit here watching my Baby Bear play on her play gym on the last day of my maternity leave, I am filled with overwhelming love, joy, sadness, and absolute guilt. She’s laying there happy as a lamb, punching that insipid monkey rattle right in his pompous face and giving the puppy teether a what-for; and I can’t help but wonder what will be going through her mind when someone else is sitting on this cold floor next to her cheering on the battle to the death with Mothra (also known as Freddy the Firefly). Will she miss me? Will she boycott naps, or organize a sit in? (She’s highly advanced!) Will I survive? Will I just cry so hard that my eyes fall out? Even worse, will I enjoy it? Will I be happy to go back to work and leave her in the hands of another? Am I a bad mother? So many things speeding through my brain some thoughts rational, some of them completely asinine! I take a moment to look back on the last three and a half months.

Baby bear was two weeks past due, and the last two weeks of my pregnancy I worked tirelessly preparing our home for a new edition, doing ALL the old-wives tales to induce labor, and managing my own anxiety related to labor and caring for a newborn. I spent my last night before the hospital walking the steps, eating steak, and hyperventilating intermittently between sobs wondering if I was doing something wrong, or right, that this baby refused to come to meet us! Then there was the labor and the hospital stay (which we will discuss in a different post!). Then we were home, with this tiny, completely dependent, beautiful little blob of a person. Papa Bear and I spent three weeks together learning how to care for a newborn, how to perfect the perfect swaddle and losing our voice SHUSHing this little girl to sleep. Then I was alone (luckily only 3 days a week), to create my own routine. I was so nervous, but eventually I fell into my own routine, and after a week or so, I LOVED IT.

How, you ask? Well here’s my advice to ENJOY your maternity:

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The Journey into Mom Blogging

How a Mama Bear Becomes a Mom Blogger…

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Welcome! Thank you for reading the very first post of Memoirs of a Mama Bear (my journey into Mom Blogging), please take a moment and subscribe to receive notifications about upcoming posts! Well, now that we’re all here, let me first thank my friends and family who are inevitably reading this post out of obligation. (HI GUYS! Thanks for the support!) But, for those of you who don’t know me personally, I am Mama Bear, a title that has recently taken on new meaning for me. My husband (Papa Bear), has been calling me Mama Bear for as long as I can remember; however, recently we created a little baby bear of our own. Now, it’s no longer a quirky little nickname my husband calls me that needs to be explained to those weirdos who don’t consider having fur children as valid parenthood…Monsters.

I decided to start this blog due to my own late night web scouring during my pregnancy and first few weeks of being a sleepless new mom. As many women have complained before, pregnancy kind of sucks. Its not “beautiful and magical” or whatever other line people have fed you. I mean its totally cool that you’re growing a tiny human all by your onesie but, you don’t sleep, you pee like a gagillion times, and the hormones, GAH the blind prenatal rage put my normal every day rage to shame! I found myself being “that” girl, the midnight googler, searching for an explanation of why my left pinky toe turned purple or my wrist smelled like pickles (gross over exaggeration, if this happens during your pregnancy you may want to consult your physician). While many times Web Md made it feel like me and my unborn child had some ancient form of leprosy, the interweb mom bloggers normalized my experiences, and I could find at least one post or comment of someone else who experienced something similar, easing my worried mind.

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