It’s been a while since I have written a post on my blog. Honestly, it’s been a while since I’ve done anything for my self. For the past 20 months, ever since having my first baby, everything I have done has been around him. My daily routines, outings, chores, cleaning, EVERYTHING has been around him and his schedule. If you’re a mom, I’m sure you completely understand and agree with me: there’s just not enough time. I’m not complaining, or venting; simply stating a fact that baby consumes most, if not all, your time. I, personally, got lost in the moment and forgot about the most important person I have to take care of: ME! If I don’t take care of myself, who will? I got so caught up in making sure my baby and my husband are well taken care of, and have everything they need, that I forgot to take care of myself. I’ve spread myself so thin, that I don’t make time for myself, and don’t do much for myself anymore. Well, tonight, for the first time, in a long time, I am sitting at my kitchen island, and doing something that has been on the back of my mind for a while: writing this post while enjoying some “Jamoca Almond Fudge” ice cream from Baskin Robbins while my husband is playing soccer and my sister-in-law is watching my son, who is watching his dad play soccer. I actually have the house to myself without a baby monitor turned on, and not worrying how much time I have before he wakes up from a nap.
I would have given up on my blog long ago, gotten rid of my domain, put it behind me, and moved on with my life, but there is an itch in me saying it’s what I am meant to be doing. Sharing my life, lessons, and everyday activities with the world. You see, I started this blog over a year ago in the hopes of documenting our journey with a newborn, writing about products that made first time parenting a little easier, giving advice to other first time parents, as well as writing about lessons learned with growing babies. Well, that didn’t go as planned since I got caught up in the moment, and lost way of my time management skills. Ironically, I am known in my family as the person who loves to have a schedule and live a very planned life, and have everything done in a timely manner. So who is to blame? No-one, but me. Well, it’s never too late to start something over again, so here I am.
Hi! I’m Hermie-Jane, and I am a stay at home mom with my toddler, Michael, along with a baby on the way (due August 2017). Everyday brings a new adventure whether its digging up interesting worms in the back yard, spending the day at the zoo, (we love our membership to the zoo), or exploring Los Angeles by finding toddler friendly places. My favorite time of the day is the moment when Michael wakes up from his afternoon nap: he hugs me tight for a good five minutes, when he’s had enough, we walk up to his book shelf, pick out a book and go read in his teepee. The way he brings the book to me, turns around and sits on my lap just melts my heart. He loves books, and has a great collection of Dr. Seuss and Sesame Street books, along with other books he picks out when we go to the bookstore. Since he loves books and will actually re-read a book (or in his case, look at the pictures) over and over again, I don’t mind getting him a new book every now and then. Lately, he’s actually been into flashcards with pictures of animals, numbers, shapes, and everyday objects. He’s learning faster than I thought he would, and although he speaks less than other toddlers his age, he does communicate with me in sign language which I don’t mind one bit. He will speak when he speaks.
I try to get Michael out of the house at least three times during the week by either going to the park, visiting grandparents, exploring the nearby gardens around town, or making spontaneous trips to visit daddy at work. Even when we are home the other days of the week, we try to spend as much time outside as possible. We have 2 dogs, a German Shepherd, Fallon, and a Labrador, Charlie, along with 2 domestic cats, Oreo, and Cookie. Michael loves to go play with the cats and give them their lunch, while he is still intimidated by the dogs since they are larger in size than he is. I’m sure once he gets older he’ll love playing with the dogs more since the cats like to spend most their day asleep under the rose bushes.
Aside from spending most my days entertaining and raising my son, I have a few hobbies of myself that keep me sane. First and foremost, I am a gymnastics junkie! I have done gymnastics since the age of 3. In my gymnastics career, I have competed in countless local competitions along with finishing top 15 for state and regional championships. My gymnastics career had to come to an end due to a vaulting accident that left both wrists broken, and hip issues that took several years of therapy to adjust. Although I was physically unable to continue with the sport, I found other ways to be involved with the sport and continue my dream of being a role model that students would love to look up to. My other hobby that is my therapy is crocheting. Sitting on the couch with a yarn and hook really calms me down. It brings me peace and tranquility because while my husband can be watching his favorite TV show, I can enjoy the show with him while creating a work of art that can double as a blanket. I picked up crocheting about 2 years ago when my husband’s cousin was at our house and told me to give it a shot. While it took several weeks to get the hang of crocheting, I’m glad I did not give up and continued learning. What was a struggle at first, is now my output during stressful days.
This much for now, since I hear Michael and my husband, Arthur, walking up the stairs. They’re home. That’s all the ME time for tonight.
Until next time.