Confessions of a Stay at Home Mom
A little about your favorite stay at home mom
Who is this bitch?
Hey there ladies, I’m a 30 something stay at home mom right here in North Jersey. I am in fact a Jersey native. I’m that girl with a gypsy heart and a wandering soul…. JUST KIDDING. Well okay maybe just half kidding, I promise there will be very few basic white girl moments. I mean, I do love dinosaurs, mermaids, unicorns, fall fashion, and Starbucks so if the tiara fits…
Whelp here goes nothing. I’m a born and bread Jersey girl with an Italian and Puerto Rican background, yes I am as loud as you think I am. I have foul mouth, a deep affection for wine, sparkling or otherwise, and a fierce loyalty to those I love. I live for a good selfie, have a collection of memes, and speak in hashtags. #Sarcasmislife
Get ready for bad tv commentary, garbage website reviews, nap time updates, gaudy jewelry pictures, family recipes, crafts, and life hacks. Basically a one stop shop for everything mom, this mom at least.
To be completely honest I have never seen myself as the “mom type” and I honestly struggle with some of the nuances still. Pregnancy sure as f wasn’t my favorite. In fact, it was my seventh circle of hell. Truthfully I didn’t immediately fall in love with my son, it took me some time, we’re definitely there now. I’m currently chugging away on year two now, stay tuned for how that works out.
Pregnancy taught me that morning sickness is a lie but it sounds better than all day unrelenting nausea. My first few months as a mom taught me what if felt like to be completely in love. The first year of motherhood taught me that I’m a crazy badass boss. So far this second year has taught me that I am willing to do basically anything for this kid.
Home and family life
The fam has officially bought our first home (cue the confetti) we’ll be here in Bergen County for the foreseeable future. Though it’s definitely not our forever home it’s perfect for the three of us, well four. With the loss of my babe Brutus (pictured right) we adopted a French Bulldog named Frankie because every boy needs a dog right?
My first child and my heart joined our family over 11 years ago. Our English Bulldog, Brutus who has sadly passed away.J found him on a website, our friend had went to the breeder and picked his dog so we knew it wasn’t a mill, bought him and then he let me know we were expecting a puppy. I enjoyed the waiting period more with this baby than my next. The rest as they say is history. Brut are very much alike. I loved my fur baby.
My second baby and my missing piece joined our little family just over 2 years ago. This little boy has, quite literally, taken over every aspect of my life. Sometimes that’s amazing and other’s I find myself crying in my closet (this is where I cry; sitting amongst my clothes, clutching a stuffed tiger, and crying like a toddler #dontjudge) As everyone informed me, Dominic was a “good baby”. I still wonder what that means. Regardless, mom life was a hard transition for me. Realizing that I would constantly have someone else that needed me. This little boy gets it though. We have an understanding most days, and on others there’s wine. Unfortunately Dominic is also ver much like me; temperamental, aggressive, and incredibly strong willed. I love my little monster.
The newest addition is Miss Frankie. Our three year old french bulldog. She’s the sweetest babes and a cuddle bunny. Our little Francesca absolutely adores my little man. They are absolutely inseparable, as you can see on my snapchat almost daily.
As for my husband, J or Jeff, we met when I was 20 and started dating shortly after. Three days after my 22nd birthday we moved in together. Six months later Jeff made us a family. I received a call at work informing me that he got us a dog (welcome Brutus). I think I was 27 when he proposed, J is way better at this than I am, and two years later we were married in Hoboken. You’ll get more on us later.
So you stay at home now, but what did you do before?
I’ve been working since 15, but I’m sure that no one cares to hear about the CVS years, illegal bartending, or American Eagle Mortgage, so let’s move on to my actual grown up jobs.
My career background is strongly rooted in special education, unfortunately with the hard push toward inclusion, I knew that I needed to move on. Next was onto entrepreneurship. A colleague and I opened an aftercare/summer camp/preschool/daycare hybrid in Hoboken, the land of the working parent. Working with the kids was fun, however I quickly realized that this was just not the space I should be in.
Then I followed my educational, and now administrative background, to a start-up school that needed some help planning, creating, and organizing events. This may have been my favorite, however with some mismanagement my position was no longer financially viable. I love a theme and live for hosting so I took the leap into Event Planning and loved the idea of it. After leaving that position, I knew I was pregnant and decided to go MLM, because a “momtrepreneur”, ugh just typing that now makes my physically ill, sounded like the single BEST idea ever. The MLM game was fun for about six months, once I started hating the product I knew it was time to get out. Leading up to now, HBIC around the house, mom in the streets, mommy blogger extraordinaire, always planning my next move 😉 stay tuned.