Lead With Love

Happy International Women’s Day ladies and girls! Today isn’t just International Women’s Day. Today is also “A Day Without a Woman” which the DC Women’s March organizers put out to the masses. This is what today means for women who participate:

  1. Women take the day off, from paid and unpaid labor
  2. Avoid shopping for one day (with exceptions for small, women- and minority-owned businesses).
  3. Wear RED in solidarity with A Day Without A Woman

I am not in a position to strike today. Today will be a day WITH me not without me. I will support #2 and #3 for sure and I’m happy for those who can strike from work with out fear of losing their jobs, who can financially afford to do so or whose employers are supporting the strike. I chose to be a stay at home mother and my daughter must be taken care of all day. Otherwise, who pray tell is going to take care of her? Not only that, I do not want to strike from my job. It doesn’t serve anyone or prove anything in my world. We’re all feminists in this family. I am seen, appreciated and valued. My days are spent teaching my daughter lessons (allllll day long). I’m her teacher. I’m in charge of shaping the woman SHE is going to be. I’m in charge of shaping her character, teaching her empathy and compassion. I’m in charge of showing her right from wrong, how to use a fork, how to count, her ABC’s, how to say please and thank you. I’m in charge of keeping her safe, clean and fed, her brain activated and her heart happy. This is what I do. If anything, I plan to push it a little harder today and I will engage in activities with my daughter that celebrate and empower women and that empower her.


As a mother I know that I teach by example. While I organized the San Diego Women’s March at every turn I reminded myself that Aviva is watching, listening and experiencing me. For months our lives were turned inside out by my commitment to the march. My family supported me beautifully by helping out at home and with my daughter. Aviva got used to “mommy is in a meeting” something completely new to her. I didn’t sleep much for months. I lived and breathed the march. That’s what this leadership commitment required. I still took care of my daughter and my family. They always come first. This was an extremely challenging time. (Major props to working moms trying to juggle it all- I don’t know how you do it)! Taking on a temporary full time plus job on top of my SAHM full time job was intense. My daughter was always watching. She was there, learning. So, no matter if I was negotiating with the Harbor Police, talking to the SDPD, having a meeting with one of our sponsors, running a meeting, on a conference call, writing emails, no matter what I was doing for our march, I did it from love. I lead with love and made certain the energy around my being was just that.


The women’s marches across the nation were incredible. They were monumental. What we did ignited people’s hope, activism and was the catalyst for all the peaceful protesting that’s been happening ever since. These marches came together because of leaders committed to a peaceful march that was inclusive, safe, family friendly and the thousands of volunteers who donated their time and skills to the production of these massive gatherings. None of these marches would have been what they were with out these incredible volunteers. They’re the unsung heros of the marches.

Leading one of these women’s marches was an incredible learning experience for me. One of the greatest lessons I learned was that women have been mistreated for so long and in so many ways that many of us aren’t aware of how we treat EACH OTHER. When women come together to do something and respect and take care of each other, great things can happen. This existed with in the marches but not enough. It’s my hope that the women who were fighting against each other during the organization of these marches can learn that those who lead with love actually pushed this concept all the way through. There needs to be more leading with love and respect for each other. More lifting each other up as we move forward in our fight for women’s rights.


The first thing I said to the almost 80,000 San Diegans as I opened the march was, “Look at all this love!” That is what I felt looking out at everyone. It’s what everyone felt. No matter what comes our way as women we must choose to bring the love.  There’s a reason these marches were peaceful and felt like a massive global hug- it’s because we stood united in the light with the love. We must teach our children to choose the light and the love. When a “mean girl” tries to hurt my daughter in some way (it’s inevitable it’ll happen) my hope is she will have the tools to pull from to stay in her heart and do the right thing in the light, with the love. This is the only way she will feel truly good about herself. This is how we create true future leaders- by showing them how to lead by our own example.

On this International Women’s Day, on this “Day Without a Woman” I urge you all to remember, our children are watching us, they are listening. Let us choose to lead with love in our jobs, in our volunteer work and in our homes. It’s on us.

Women- we MUST lift each other up. We must treat each other the way we are fighting for our government to treat us! We are only as authentic as the way we live our own lives, the way we treat each other. We have to take care of each other. I urge you today, no matter how you’ve chosen to spend the “strike” day, that you take time to give some love to women in your life. Give some love to women in need. While you’re at it, give yourself some love too because if you’re going to love with your soul, you must love the soul you live with too.

A special thank you to all the women (and men) who worked on the San Diego Women’s March and to all the people who showed up that day in the light, with the love. I love you. I’m forever touched by you. 









On A Mother Note…10 Lessons from 2015


2015 has by far been one of the most challenging and rewarding, growth-filling, love-filled, change-filled years of my life. As I look back at all the things I have learned the lessons I have learned as a mother are the most important and meaningful ones. They’re also the lessons that are the domino effect to the over all happiness that exists in our home. Happy mom= happy child. Happy wife=happy life. I seriously believe these things because I have experienced them to be true.

So here are my top 10 lessons on mom life of 2015:

  1. Laugh at Yourself: IMG_7592This is me totally defeated by my toddler who did not nap that day, had been going strong from 6:45am on, was hard core teething and fussy and was recovering from being sick to boot. I think at this point I was thinking “I have to jump up again and run into the other room…what is she doing in there? Why won’t my body move?” This was just seconds of thought and then I of course did run into the other room only to catch her running back into this room. At this point I wondered if it was 10pm but then realized it was only 4:30 and I better go get her dinner ready (which will probably all end up on the floor I feel like I just cleaned up from lunch). At this moment I realized I just needed to LAUGH. Laugh at the day, laugh at what felt a little “crazy” and laugh at myself for trying so hard all day and nothing was going right. Laugh at the fact that everything was actually out of my control that day mostly because of a little thing called “teething.” Laugh and except defeat!
  2. Trust Your Gut: People always talk about a mother’s intuition and until I became a mother I always considered it made sense but now I know it’s 100% real. I can FEEL when my daughter wakes up before she even lets out a whimper. I can FEEL when she is hungry and understand that cry as totally different to another type of cry. I can FEEL when she’s over tired and needs to just go to sleep (despite her best efforts not to). I can feel all these things but what I have learned is in the really tough moments like when she’s sick or not sleeping or crying like crazy and won’t eat and we’re both over-tired zombie parents: this is the moment I have to trust my gut. In the beginning of my motherhood journey I was so nervous to do the right thing all the time that I often second guessed my gut feeling. Sometimes I even listened to other people over what my gut feeling was telling me to do. In the end almost always, my gut was right. So now, in those crazy tough moments, I try really hard to let go, breathe, listen to my gut and just try that solution. My husband at this point even says “what’s your gut tell you?” and then urges me to choose that. Part of trusting your gut is like all things with parenthood- you may be wrong but you also may be right. You just have to try it out.
  3. Redefine Your Expectations of Yourself: I have struggled with having extremely high expectations for myself all my life but when I became a mother they went on overload, super-charge, ridiculous speed. As a stay at home mother and wife of a surgeon who for the first year of our daughter’s life was finishing his training, my days consisted of trying to pretty much do it all and take the best care of my two people as possible. Now, there is nothing wrong with that but if you add unreal expectations to it then it’s a hot mess. Not so much on the outside, I don’t think anyone would have said “oh wow that Sarah, she’s a mess.” Nope it’s all on the inside. It’s the place inside all of us where we take ourselves, hang ourselves up, put our boxing gloves on and start beating the shit out of ourselves. It’s that place in our mind that goes over and over all the things we did and checks off mental to-do-lists all day long only to realize it didn’t all get done and what does that mean? Yep- failure. Okay so after realizing that I was never feeling good about all the things I DID accomplish everyday I had to work at trying to redefine my expectations. For example: Today I expect to feed my daughter, change her, dress her, play with her, teach her, help her take a nap (repeat feeding, changing, teaching, playing). I also expect to get through the day’s laundry, dishes, light house cleaning and make dinner for me and my husband. I do NOT expect that I will be able to wash my hair today and I do NOT expect to get longer than a 90 second shower while watching our daughter. I do NOT expect to get through all my emails or calls. I do NOT expect to have time to pick up the dry cleaning or go to store to buy flowers (I would really love to have some flowers for the weekend). I do NOT expect to be able to stay awake through a movie I attempt to watch with my husband tonight. If any of the things I don’t expect to get done happen- I will be THRILLED but if they don’t well- I didn’t expect them to anyway. I now feel pretty good about what I can get done in a day and also okay when I just can’t. Important note: teething or an illness can potentially throw off the entire list of things I can try to get done and that has to be okay too. Throw the punching bag away you are doing GREAT mamas!
  4. Except The Mom Body That is Now Your Body: So whether you had vaginal birth or a C-section (like me) there’s all sorts of “left over” weird body stuff that goes on far after you have your baby. I still can’t really feel the area across my C-Section scar. It’s kind of creepy. Sometimes I have the strangest little twinges of pain or a feeling of my lower stomach muscles not being fused together (it’s hard to explain). I’ll be doing something totally normal like picking up my baby and there’s the weird feeling out of no where. It’s weird but it’s also my body reminding me that I gave birth to this amazing little person and I just kind of smile about it.  Other things that go on are more on the outside like for example the change in your boobs. Everyone is different but almost all the moms I know have something to say about their post breast feeding/pumping boobs. They’re just a little different. Mine are smaller (which I’m okay with) and other friends of mine feel like theirs are saggier. Well duh! Think about what those boobs went through? Jeez sometimes when I was pumping and crying through the pain of it I actually felt so sad for my boobs- what will become of them after this torture?! Oh and will I put them through it again one day? (Yeah probably it’s worth it. Sorry boobs). Then there’s just the over all slightly different body that you have now that you’re a mom. Some people say their hips are wider or their chest is thicker or their tummy skin is saggy. Some people are heavier or thinner than before. Either way it’s hard when your pre-pregnancy clothes fit weird (or not at all) and when you look in the mirror kind of confused like “who are you?” Well we all have it to some degree post baby and I think it’s important for your daily happiness to just except that this “mom bod” is pretty and it’s special and it’s a warrior princess and to just CHOOSE to like it. Also if you like it, the other people in your world will too. Also try to not listen to the outside comments because a lot of people don’t think before they speak. For me, I’m about 8 lbs thinner than when I got pregnant. I’m just thinner. Everything is smaller (boobs included) and also slightly different. My hips are a little different than before and some other things too. It’s okay it’s just what it is but then someone will say something and I can only hear a negative comment and I kind of just want to say “who gave you permission to comment on my post-baby body? Perhaps I should comment on your post-November body?” But instead…I just let it go and try to like my new mom body. This body did an amazing thing for goodness sake! It made a human!
  5. Ask For What You Need: Okay this one is huge it’s also one of the hardest things for me (and many other women I know). The partner in your home does not know how to read your mind. I know it sucks but it’s the truth. So, mama’s out there guess what? When you’re sleep deprived for like 14 months and tapped out emotionally because you’ve been thinking of someone else’s needs 24/7 above all else and trying with all your might to meet said needs, trying to keep an infant/baby/toddler alive all day and still manage a household well… your partner does NOT know that you want them to say “honey, I want to take you out on a date. You need a night off! Let’s get a baby sitter and go have a romantic and fun night together!” Nope. They don’t know. So, even though it may be annoying to HAVE to tell your partner this is what you need/want (because why don’t they just realize it on their own?! Ugh so frustrating!) TELL THEM! Tell them what you need! Tell them what you want. Trust me they want to make you happy but sometimes there’s so much going on that even they don’t know you need something. This is not just about going on a date once in a while. It’s also about the daily grind. If you need you partner to help out more around the house you need to TELL THEM! Note: sometimes it helps to be very specific with what you want them to do. Not just “help more” but specifically what: “I would really appreciate it if you could empty the dishwasher if you see it’s done and if you could put the laundry in the dryer if you hear it buzz.” You will be happier and so will you partner if you ask for what you need and in turn, get it. Everyone feels good in this scenario. Don’t be scared to ask for help…it doesn’t mean you can’t do it all it just means you are human.
  6. Accept The In Betweens: There are so many phases we go through as mothers. There’s the first four months of life when you’re basically in a bubble in your house just trying to get your feeding/sleeping schedule on point. Just fighting daily to survive through zero sleep and a healing body, breast feeding issues, feeding, sleeping issues, etc. You’re in a cave for about four months. After that you emerge into the world and then try to learn how to manage normal life “on the outside” with a little person who can’t even hold their own body upright yet and often poops through their diaper and clothing while you are out. Then there’s the awesome zone of being able to go out to lunch while your baby sleeps next to you in the stroller (because you are a master of knowing when to time lunch with nap and deserve a metal). There’s the fun “hey look she’s walking” stage when you can show off your babe’s new skills while still managing to keep them in strollers, high chairs or on your lap. And then there’s the in between…when you are working so hard at a new sleep schedule that it runs your life because in order to train your child’s body you have to be regimented and committed and it WILL trump anything else socially you may want to do. The in between time where your baby isn’t old enough to go to pre-school yet and you have them all day to entertain/teach/take care of. (This of course applies to SAHM’s like me more so). The in between stages are weird because as as SAHM you need socialization too and it’s hard when you’re working on that nap/sleep schedule and end up home doing meals and playtime more than out because it just often works out this way. I have found it to be hard so I have reached out to try to connect with other SAHM’s. I am still working on finding my “people” but I feel good about trying. It’s easy for people to say “go to this play group or music class it’s awesome” and then I realize said class is 25 minutes away and I KNOW my daughter will fall asleep in the car and then the nap schedule I have been working so hard to implement is now thrown out the window. So no, I don’t sign up for that class. It’s just this weird in between time and it’s okay. I urge moms in this space to embrace that it’s not going to be like this very long, and try to savor this time with our babies as we’ll never have it again. There’s beauty in between.
  7. Don’t Compare: One thing that I still can’t believe happens at the level it does is mothers comparing with other mothers. It even happens on the grandma level: “well my grandson is doing xyz already.” “Really? My granddaughter isn’t even close to doing xyz” (insert phone call to daughter “Honey so and so’s grandson is doing xyz do you think it’s normal that your daughter isn’t doing xyz yet? Should we ask the pediatrician?” Note: No mom you have never done this but I know it happens. I do not compare my daughter to your kid. I have chosen to compare my daughter’s development to science and data. I compare her growth to what we know from a medical perspective is “normal.” If your son is walking at 10 months old that’s cool! But it doesn’t mean that my daughter isn’t okay because she’s not walking yet and is 11 months old. Nope. When mom’s try to have that casual “let’s compare notes” conversation I try my best to filter out the judging and the over-all weirdness that is this process. You can’t really get away from it but trust me moms, you’ll be a lot happier (and less worried about stupid things) if you opt out of the comparing. Think about it this way: would you want your baby to compare your mothering to his/her friend’s mothers? Can you even imagine? So not cool right?
  8. SAHM The Work Out: IMG_7694One of the things I get asked a lot is what I do for my work out. I usually laugh because I haven’t set foot in a gym since early in my pregnancy and have only occasionally taken a pilates (my favorite) class post baby. But I’m in pretty good shape and it’s because I have found an awesome new work out…it’s called MOM LIFE! I choose to do as much on foot with my baby as possible. I take her in the stroller to the grocery store and use her stroller as a cart and then walk with her plus groceries home. The stroller weighs enough but with groceries it’s a lot to push (esp up and down big hills) and if you push from your core it’s a great tummy/butt work out. If you walk fast it’s even better! Then there’s weight lifting. My daughter weighs about 22 lbs and I am always picking her up, dancing with her, cooking while holding her and it adds up (the gun show is looking pretty good over here). Then there’s the constant cleaning. I am always running around quickly cleaning up after our daughter and us. I am doing laundry and vacuuming (which can be a nice little work out in itself), I’m up I’m down I’m holding my baby while doing these things. I am in CONSTANT motion! I truly believe I just work out a little bit all day long! That said the biggest thing is the daily walks sometimes it’s one but I try for 2 walks with the baby a day. If I wear her in the baby carrier and go run errands on foot that really get’s my heart rate up and can be a nice adventure too! My almost 17 month old is in constant motion and I am in constant motion running after her. She’s the best trainer ever and she doesn’t charge a thing!
  9. Ignore Judgment: I have written about the judgment I have received about being a stay at home mom a few times. The reason is it’s a constant in my life. I think the reality right now is moms can’t win. If you’re a working mom you’re made to feel bad if you can’t “do it all” and if you’re a stay at home mom you’re made to feel bad because you’re not doing enough (because you should be working). I’m pretty over this. I find myself in social situations all the time where I get a look or an eye roll of judgment about being “just” a stay at home mom. Or someone makes a stupid comment like “what do you do all day?” Or “well that’s easy! Nice.” Or my favorite “Did you used to work?” Um, really? Yeah since I was about 14 years old I worked. Thanks for asking. The best one is when someone doesn’t even say a word but just chooses to gloss right over me because I am now considered to have nothing to offer the conversation. I used to be angery or hurt by these moments because they usually happen in social settings when I am just so excited to be OUT (BECAUSE I AM A STAY AT HOME MOM). They really used to put a damper on my over all enjoyment of those times. Now I just remind myself of who I am and WHY I chose to be a SAHM. I remind myself what I have to offer the conversation (which is a lot) and ignore the ignorant judgmental people trying to rain on my parade! Ignoring judgment is probably the hardest thing to do as a mother because we’re always judging ourselves and worrying if we’re good enough moms all the time anyway but, it must be done. If you’re a working mom or a stay at home mom or any combo of the two try to refrain from judging others who’re doing it differently than you are and try to ignore the judgment when it comes your way. We really need to change the conversation to supporting all moms because we’re all doing hard things the best we can.
  10. More Than Mom: The most recent lesson I have learned and am still very much in the process of learning is that I need to try to feel like more than just a mom. Don’t get me wrong the title of mother, the role of mother is the most important honor, gift, title, job of my entire life. It’s all I ever really wanted to be in life and I take it more seriously than anything else, ever. That said because I am a SAHM and my days and nights consist of mothering or organizing and planning out my mothering. It’s not often I feel like just my husband’s date or just my friend’s friend or my mom’s daughter. I have recently realized I have to plan and make time to do things that make me connect to the former non-mother version of myself. Not because she was better in fact quite the opposite but because it’s important to be reminded of the sum of all your parts. I need to have date nights with my husband. I need to have girls brunches and lunches on occasion. I need to go take a pilates reformer class now and then. I need a mom-daughter day with MY mom just the two of us. I need to spend some time alone once in a while. All of the above are things that occur with out my daughter so in order to experience them I have to plan child care in the form (usually) of my husband or a baby-sitter. More and more I have started to do these things and I think over-all it makes me a happier mom and a more centered and well rounded mom to boot. I want my daughter to get the best version of me possible every day and in order for that to happen, I have to be away from her once in a while. It’s hard not to feel guilty for wanting to be away from her (or needing to be) but I am trying to manage that. 2016 is going to be the year I figure it all out! Ha! Yeah right! Cheers to all you moms out there doing the best you can! Wishing you all a happy New Year filled with LOVE, JOY and LAUGHTER!

The Most Over-Due Blog In The World

So, I suppose I could say, it’s 8pm and the baby is asleep (okay she’s not a baby anymore she’s a “toddler” now- whatever she’s our baby)…

I could say, that I have loved her all day and now I am done. I could say I loved my husband all day and now I am done.

The words themselves would be true but I’m not done.

I’m never done.

I haven’t written a blog in ages and it’s not because I don’t want to or haven’t had SO many things to write about. It’s because I haven’t had time. It’s also because I haven’t made time. It’s also because I haven’t asked for time.

Tonight is a good example of why for me, being a stay at home mom is so challenging and also so wonderful at the same time. I should start by saying that I chose to stay at home with our daughter and hope to also have another child in our future to stay at home with (until they are both in school and then things will likely change).

Our sweet little pumpkin pie is 16 months old now and has had “Hand Foot Mouth Disease” which she got at a birthday party, for almost 8 days. The first few days were horrible- she couldn’t eat or drink, she had a fever and was so uncomfortable and broken out in spots and a rash. She’s turned the corner now but still the spots on the bottoms of her feet hurt and walking and standing are painful things. The ones in her nose and on her face get so irritated when she eats and has to have her face wiped off. We haven’t left the apartment as she’s been contagious (and so scary looking poor thing).

She’s needed crazy snuggles and love and often holding her all day long (she weighs 22 lbs now and is very active). There was one day where I did all the cooking, cleaning, making of meals, cleaning up of meals, changing of diapers, reading of books, feedings, etc with her in my arms. I am not complaining this is my ultimate pleasure. I am honored to be the one holding her. She’s amazing. I am constantly so in awe and proud of her. She’s a sweet little girl who is very loving and gentle. She’s also very silly and has a really fun and funny sense of humor.

So today my husband went to work as usual and then tonight he went to a company holiday dinner. I couldn’t go of course. I haven’t been able to go for a while to things. We were sleep training her so we couldn’t leave her with anyone when he had a conference out of town, work events, etc. I can’t go because I choose to be home with our daughter.

While my husband is gone all day and when he’s gone in the evening (which he sometimes is anyway because he’s a surgeon and is on call often) I do the following:

  • Wake up with the baby and change diaper/get her breakfast
  • Attempt to empty the dishwasher while she’s eating breakfast
  • Get laundry out and/or put it in (make myself coffee)
  • Entertain her/make sure she eats a good breakfast
  • Clean up from her breakfast (did I brush my teeth yet?)
  • Play with her, read to her, try to teach her things
  • Attempt to have coffee 4-17 times before 11:30am
  • Decide it’s gross to re-heat said coffee anymore and make fresh cup of coffee
  • Make her lunch and try to feed her enough before her nap (forget about that coffee I just made)
  • Go “potty” with her in the bathroom while she tells me she wants me to hold her and sit on my lap, clean up the bathroom now covered in toilet paper which she was ripping and pretending to blow her nose with while I attempted to pee with out her on my lap
  • Feed myself something fast while cleaning up from her lunch and try to get milk in her before her nap (which she often fights even though she’s exhausted)
  • Put all the clothes, bows, shoes, socks, blankets, diapers back into the drawer, folded, that she took out while playing the “in and out” game
  • Attempt to get her down for nap which can be: reading to her then putting her in crib, taking her on walk until she falls asleep, putting her in car and once she falls asleep doing a grocery shop as fast as humanly possible with her asleep in the stroller using stroller as grocery cart, praying nothing wakes her up
  • Once she’s asleep and in her crib (or asleep in her stroller if it’s one of those days) I go to town! I’m a woman on a mission do not mess with me: laundry, clean the entire house up, dishes, cook for us, cook for her, cook for my husband’s gluten-free lunches to take to work (because he doesn’t have options and rarely gets a lunch break to find an option)
  • Try to respond to emails and/or make phone calls that need to be made for me or us (neither of which are easy to do when she’s awake)
  • Think seriously about taking a shower- maybe I won’t wash my hair- I can now shower in under two minutes and just get it done…walk into shower just as baby monitor goes off and she’s up and crying for me. Okay shower later.
  • Change diaper while she protests it with her entire body and then poop comes out of her diaper onto the changing table and everything involved: me and my clothes included must now be washed/give her water and a snack, maybe go run errands while wearing her on foot or putting her in the stroller until 4:45 when she starts getting hungry for dinner and I make it then feed it to her.
  • Clean up from dinner and then milk and playtime.
  • Dishes/laundry, clean up the house.
  • My husband usually gets home and most often will be the one to give her a bath- this is their special time. It’s very sweet and I love it when that happens. He usually says something like “you go take a break” (sweet) but what I end up doing is dishes/clean up/laundry/some emails I never got to before, catch up on texts or calls
  • Then we hang out as a family and play with her until it’s time to go to bed (7-8 depending on the day’s schedule). This is if he’s home and if he’s not away on business in which case I do everything for a few days straight.
  • One of us puts her to bed and then my husband always has work to do and I always still have cleaning up of some sort to do and/or cooking to finish.
  • I make his lunches. I make sure our daughter is set with food. I put water and coffee beans in the coffee maker, water in the Britta. I make sure all our daughter’s toys are put away and wash the ones she’s been drooling on all day. I clean the floor of her playroom.
  • I research whatever recent thing is going on with her that I’m not sure how to handle
  • I finally take a shower. I do not enjoy it. I am spent. It’s not luxurious at all.
  • At this point sometimes it’s almost 10pm or later. Granted there are days I shower while she’s napping and that’s awesome but it’s not the usual. Sometimes I get it in before she wakes up- rare. Once in a while I have to do it while she’s up and she cries the entire time no matter what contraption I put her in, toys or food I distract her with.

So then it’s time to what- write a blog? I have been thinking about my blog idea or several all day (okay for months) but then ALL I want to do is put my PJ’s on, curl up in a ball, watch a show, turn off my brain, have a glass of wine and chill out.

So, tonight my husband went from work to the party and I stayed home as I have been for days, with our sick babe. All I could think about is that I’m the woman behind that man and who’s ever going to even meet me? I don’t even know these new people he’s working with yet and I’d really like to! I’d love to meet their families and connect. All I could think about is how much I love to get dressed up and go to parties. How much I love to talk to and meet people. I love it. I used to live for it. It used to be a huge part of my life.

That said I used to pray for the life I have now. THIS is the life I wanted then. Now I have it. I wouldn’t change it for the world! However, I think it’s important to be REAL and HONEST as a stay at home mom and put it out there that you’re not just all the things listed above. No, I am a woman who has a lot to talk about, who has traveled the world, had interesting and exciting jobs, who is well educated and loves art, music and fashion. I’m into cooking and into entertaining. I am a political person who’s passionate about issues and stands up for those issues. I am not just this person in yoga pants at 10pm stressed and exhausted (possibly covered in puke- depends on the day) almost too tired to even take the damn shower she’s been thinking about all day.

I don’t have any answers. I am figuring it all out as I go. My husband is leaving tomorrow for a job he has monthly where he operates in another city for a few days. My daughter and I ride solo then. So tonight I am making sure he’s got a bag of snacks packed. I made him cheddar cheese-jalapeño gluten-free corn bread to take with him (gluten-free is tough where he’s going). I run the dishes so all our babies’ sippy cups, utensils and teething toys get clean for the morning. Normally I just keep going and thinking about what I need to do tomorrow until I fall asleep but tonight I decided to sit down and write.

So here I am. The most over-due blog ever.

Now that I’ve written I really want to get my other blog ideas out there. I realize I need to ask my partner to help me carve out the time by doing more and really I will have to leave the house to do this unless she’s asleep. So what! Okay! I can’t usually go to the party or go on the trip but I need to be able to do this one thing for myself in which I hope to also help other moms out there feeling the same way. I won’t be able to get this done unless I ASK FOR HELP. I need to make the time AND ask for it.

I have loved my daughter and my husband all day. I am not done. But right now, I am loving me.

Sweet dreams to all the hard working stay at home moms out there! It’s hard but it’s LOVE WORK!

Nine Months as a Stay At Home Mom

First and foremost…happy 9 month birthday Aviva Zelda! Since the day you came into my life I have never been happier, more full of love or more proud. You are amazing and everyday I thank my lucky stars that you are my daughter and that I am so blessed to be your mommy. Also Happy Mother’s Day to all the hard working, deeply loving and exceptional moms out there! I wish you all a happy day filled with lots of snuggles, love and appreciation from the family you take such good care of!

11188292_10153027580939086_7751599704895587127_nSo today it’s been 9 months! 9 months that I’ve had the pleasure of caring for precious baby girl. I’ve been reflecting a lot lately about what I do all day, how I do it and what it really takes to do this stay at home mommy thing. As per usual, I will share  my own experience in this blog in the hopes that perhaps it will be helpful to some of you and/or make you feel like you’re not alone. It’s also my goal to put on display a little bit of the raw deal of what goes on to keep this baby taken care of and my family life/home happy and well cared for everyday.

Before I start I just want to say something I feel is REALLY important and that is this:

I believe every mother should do whatever is best for them: work full time, work part time, stay at home with the kids or any version of any of that. The reason being (and I stand by this)…happy mom=happy child. They sense our energy and they are tied to us whether we are with them all day or not so we best be the best version of ourselves FOR THEM- whatever that means. I believe it means something different for each mother.

For me- this means choosing to be a stay at home mother. I have always known I wanted to (if I could) raise my children myself while they’re little. Lucky for me I married a man who also wanted what I want and so we decided together to make certain sacrifices and certain choices to make this happen.

The three main ingredients to my stay at home mom success are:

1. Unconditional love

2. Patience

3. Organization

I wake up every morning and immediately start to organize in my head what I need to do first to set up the day so it’ll be successful for Aviva and me. A lot of this I often handle before I go to sleep and that helps: make a batch of formula so it’s ready to grab as needed, have baby food made and labeled in the fridge for the next 3 days (if it’s running low- make more food so there’s never a shortage. Baby food prep takes some time and it’s not the kind of thing you can just do quickly as needed- too much pealing, chopping, steaming and pureeing going on). I usually make her food first thing in the morning while she’s asleep or after she’s in bed at night. This may sound weird but I often make us dinner in the morning. Yep! If she’s still asleep, I do not waste one moment. I am running around this house like a bat outa hell trying to get as much done as humanly possible prior to her waking up (usually between 7-8:30am depending on how our night went). So I start making us dinner and I get that dinner ready so all we have to do at night is re-heat it. I start the laundry, empty the dishwasher, put the dirty dishes in the now empty dishwasher, check email, try to make a phone call I’ve been trying to make for 3 days, grab some coffee, make her a bottle and then…”waaaaaaaaa!” She’s up and it’s time to rock!

After she’s up it’s pretty much: feeding her, reading to her, playing with her, diaper changes, helping her with her developmental skills, feeding her, putting her down for a nap or going for a walk so she’ll nap or a drive so she’ll nap, feeding her, reading to her, diaper changes, playing with her, going for a walk, playing, bathing her, feeding her, putting her to bed. In the midst of this we go to appointments, go grocery shopping, clean the house, do laundry, make food, meet people, etc. Every day is a very full day. After she’s asleep she may stay asleep (love it when that happens) or she may wake up at night and then I’m back on for feeding her, rocking her, putting her back to sleep, etc.

Caring for Aviva is my ultimate joy. Even on days where she’s insanely fussy, needs to be held constantly, is having separation anxiety if I walk away from her for a minute and screamingly cries if she can’t see me, has had her shots and is feeling lousy, is teething badly and totally unhappy. It’s all good. I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT ALL. I LOVE HER- ALL OF THESE DAYS. That said- the aforementioned days-those are tough ones. Those are the days I’m unable to shower until after my husband gets home or after she’s gone to bed. Those are the days it’s almost 1pm and I haven’t eaten, had coffee, peed or done anything that resembles taking care of myself. That’s okay because I chose this and I would choose it again. She needs me and I want to be there for her.

This is my job. I take it VERY seriously. I’m in charge of shaping this little person into the person she will become. I am in charge of helping her learn how to eat, speak, roll, crawl, walk, to dance. I am in charge of trying to make her smile and laugh, to teach her to have calmness and also confidence. I’m in charge of her feeling safe and LOVED.

I find it so funny when sometimes people say things like “so what do you do all day?” or we were at a friend’s home and the husband commented on my being a stay at home mom and said…

“So when you get bored of hanging out drinking chardonnay all day, do you think you’ll go back to work?”

Really? Haha! I almost fell off my chair. Don’t get me wrong- a day of sipping wine (I prefer pinot noir thanks) and hanging out sounds freaking ah-mazing to me but that’s about as far from what I do all day as the eye can see.

This whole concept of being a “working mom” vs. a “stay at home mom” is kind of ridiculous to me. Essentially either way you’re a working mom. I work hard all day (and often all night) to care for Aviva. Is what I do not work? I’m a cook, housekeeper, full time baby-sitter, house manager, speech coach, therapist, physical trainer, to name a few. Let me tell you, I have had several awesome jobs and even ran my own successful business. I have done a lot of things but nothing I have ever done has challenged me on as many levels as this job. My job doesn’t have a start/stop time. It’s 24-7. I am on call for my daughter. My husband who is an eye plastic surgeon often says that my job is harder than his. I always laugh at this. He reminds me that my job requires even more focus, patience and especially love than he has to bring to work everyday. I think it’s something to think about: why do we not talk about the stay at home mom life as being a job? Sometimes I feel like society is a bit judgmental about those of us who CHOOSE this.

The way I see it is I’m the most qualified for this job. I have a bottomless pit of love for my child, I have patience as deep as the sea and I’m hella organized. Also, as a bonus- I LOVE to cook and take joy and pride in feeding my family healthy food that I prepare for us. I mean, I’d hire me to be Aviva’s 24/7 person! Heck yes.

So on that note. Here are some highlights from the hardest most emotionally challenging job I’ve ever had that is also the most rewarding, meaningful and joyful experience of my entire life…

This is me at 10pm sooooo excited to have finally showered, only to put pj’s back on. As it turned out this night was a rough one so any sleep I got was necessary. See how pumped I am to be showered?! Tada!


Teaching Aviva how to snuggle… FullSizeRenderand when she only wants to sleep on me for nap-time (where I then loose 1-2.5 hours of being able to get anything done and I don’t care because it’s worth it)

IMG_3237 Playing with her and helping her learn (with so many laughs)…

IMG_3255 Reading with her. We read at least 2x a day- she’s a huge fan of books although lately she also tries to eat them. Teething!!

IMG_3168 Feeding her is such a joy. I LOVE to cook for my family. I take pride in it and also it feeds my soul. Here she is with a spinach/greenbean/pea/lentil puree that’s one of her recent favorites. Yum!

IMG_3184 Oh and just having fun with her! She’s my dream come true! She’s my heart…


Here’s too all the mamas who are working hard inside or outside of the home or BOTH! Happy Mother’s Day!

With Love- Happy Mom of one 9 month old Aviva Zelda !!!!!