Remember in college when you'd be assigned a group project, and everyone would have an opinion, but no one wanted to do the work? Thankfully, there was always one person who ended up doing all the work on behalf of the mouthy group. That's parenting. I didn't realize that is what I was being prepared [...]
Mommy, will you smell my hands?
TGIF, folks. I kicked off the weekend with regurgitated soy-formula pooled in my belly button (which is strangely deep now, thanks to two Buckley spawn). Yes, Nash managed to spit up down my shirt collar, because spitting up ON my shirt would be too easy. After mopping it up with the nearest baby wipe, Piper [...]
Toddlers are gross
We transitioned Piper to a "big girl" bed earlier this year to free up the crib for Nash. It was surprisingly painless. Following Nash's July birth, we also moved the monitor out of her room and into the nursery. Now, before you think we're bad parents for not keeping all eyes on Piper's sleep patterns [...]
Fat shaming, Oh Baby.
I have a running list of PSAs in my head. You know, the reoccurring thoughts you have every time something drives you batty - but there isn't a true audience to endure your internal monologue. For the last 28 years, my main internal PSA has been: Public restrooms and the habits of nasty women. A [...]
All is Calm (not)
I'm an Instagram stalk-a-holic of all things baby. Kids shops, boutiques, baby brands - you name it. An addict by nature, I binge-scroll through all of the leather moccasins, whimsical nurseries, luxury strollers, handmade classic toys, stylish bow subscriptions (that we JUST cancelled to my dismay because "priorities") and 'add to cart' mentally. Then get frustrated with all [...]
Is it too late now to say, “Sorry?”
Today I'm tired - but not because the usual 16 pound reason. Little Piper Grey sleeps 10-11 hours a night now - which is glorious. So evenings are when we clean, catch up on garbage TV (like the train wreck that is Bachelor in Paradise), attempt a workout, or catch up on the tragedies happening in the world.
Buy one, get one. Baby.
That's just what we did. We paid for one, and my poor (now literally and figuratively) husband ended up with two babies. Let's back up, shall we. The tiniest Buckley, Piper Grey, arrived promptly on her March 2 due date at noon. She's a punctual little gal - much like her father - not a [...]
I’ve Fallen and I Can’t Get Up
While clumsily sliding into my orthopedic Vans to accommodate my swollen feet and Bachelor Ben Higgins -worthy, transitory cankles, I worried this morning that I wasn't going to be able to get back up in my closet - seriously considering if I was going to have to spend the entire Friday on the floor with dust-collecting Dry Clean [...]
Let there be shelves
Thanks to Pinterest, no wedding extravaganza, engagement photo-shoot (did these even exist before Pinterest?), winter wardrobe, home-decor effort, or nursery will (or can never) be sub-par ever again. PS - WordPress really wants me to correct sub-par to Subaru. Not happening, WordPress. What goes in a nursery? Pinterest B.C. - Crib, glider, changing table, baby dresser, diapers. [...]
Be Nice to Me, My Wife is Pregnant
We've entered into the homestretch of this pregnancy triathlon - and with 77 days left on the burner, I'm ready to award my husband with the Medal of Honor for the incessant foot rubs (can't even call them feet - they're summer sausages) and the erratic, constant food runs (Japanese, no...Olive Garden, no...chocolate milk). Not even Caitlyn [...]
Adrianne Buckley 