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The “Easy” Way Out


**This is a lengthy post**

So this isn’t going to be your typical super cute and perfect birth story full of professional vibrant dramatic photography and dainty cute details. This birth story will have camera phone pics and plenty to read. I personally find birth stories to be a bit meh and I am not really interested in them. As with the last two pregnancies, birth stories were requested. Since a lot of people have been wanting me to gush about the details of the twins birth, I decided to share (after I said I wasn’t going to share).  So here it goes…

Part 1: Rainbows and Sunshine…well and Rain

So we will fast forward time to the week of April 23rd. I had a visit with my regular Ob and we skipped the usual weekly NST for a 3D/4D session to see the girls and get a few pics. This is something routine that my OBGYN does once you hit week 32 of pregnancy free of charge. It was a rainy day so I figured I would wear my pink Hunter rain boots and just wear pink in general because it is my favorite color.


I felt great and full of energy! I had been nesting my ass off and everyone basically kept telling me to sit down and rest. But, for some reason I was like no everything is filthy! I need to clean! I need new decorations for the living-room! I need to clean behind the stove! All kinds of nonsense that newborn babies don’t care about after they are born and get to come home.

The appointment went well. My Dr rechecked measurements etc. We had been seeing the specialist frequently because it was said that Remy (Babe B) was measuring significantly smaller than Roxy (Babe A). When you have twins, you see both a regular OBGYN and a specialist. During the final weeks of pregnancy, you see the regular OBGYN on a Monday or Tuesday and the specialist on a Thurs or Friday. So these weekly visits were a pain in the ass because of the commute and the co-pays. I didn’t care as long as my babies were getting the best care possible.

On April 26th, I saw the specialist and I had been having a lot of “Braxton Hicks” contractions. Now, I have a high pain tolerance. So really in reality these lil petty Braxton Hicks contractions were actual labor contractions. Everything checked out good with the girls and they updated their “weight” and measurements and said that Baby A was over 4lbs and Baby B was 4lbs even. They noted my discomfort. The specialist reiterated that my goal was to make it to 34 weeks. If you don’t know much about twin pregnancies, typically twins are born naturally between week 34 and 36 of pregnancy.

The specialist asked if I wanted her to check my cervix for dilation. I declined because to me it wasn’t that bad. That evening, the discomfort got a little worse and I had to start timing the contractions. I followed the guidelines and my beau kept asking if we needed to go to the hospital. The contractions were every 7mins and were consistent for 1-2 hours. They spaced out and I went to sleep. Now let me throw this out there, the rate they were coming it was load and go time per the doctors requests, but I didn’t want it to be a false alarm. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday came and went and finally Monday April 30th was here and it was time to see my regular OBGYN again. Now this day, things were different. My beau had to work and he has only missed TWO of my OBGYN appointments ever in the history of me being pregnant. I am not talking just this pregnancy. He has only missed TWO appointments total for all 6 of our pregnancies. So this made visit number 2 that he was going to miss due to work. So all of Sunday I noticed how low my belly had dropped. Even my best friend said something about it while we were video chatting. I was still having contractions and I kept telling him I had a bad feeling about Monday’s visit.

Part 2: Adding Fuel To The Fire


So here I am on Monday April 30th. Little did I know this would be my last front porch pregnancy pic and that I had a fire spreading down below. Early that morning before my beau had to leave for work, we had a little sexy time (TMI LOL) because he was scheduled to work a 48 hour shift. My beau asked if I was sure about having sexy time before we bumped pee pees, and I was like “yeah it won’t do any harm”, totally thinking with my vagina and not my brain.  I didn’t take the kids to school because of how early my appointment was. Some days the kids had to be checked out early in order for me to make my appointments, and on some days I had to just keep them home because of schedule conflicts. Both of their teachers were very accommodating of this.

Communication is key. It truly does take a village to raise children and my village is  pretty legit. On this day, my mom was the designated baby sitter. Since I was just going to the regular OB for an NST, I threw something on really quick. While I was applying my moisturizer, I noticed that my nose had spread….ALOT. Now from previous experiences, whenever my nose spread, I knew it was almost time to have a baby. As you can see in the pic, I was at the point in my pregnancy where not even maternity clothes fit properly. My shirt was snug and kept rolling up on one side, my feet were swollen so I lived in flats and flip flops and I felt like I was about to bust out of my leggings. I didn’t look like total crap so all was good to be seen out in public.

I dropped the kids off and headed to the dr. My beau told me to keep him updated and that he would have his phone on him. My beau is a firefighter so he does not always get to keep his phone on him. Due to the situation and the fact everyone knew it was any day now that the twins could be born, they made an exception. The entire drive I was having contractions. I finally reached the dr’s office and parked in the parking garage. As I was walking, I had to take a few breaks because the contractions got kind of spicy. Once inside I checked in and was quickly called to the back. While I did my usual pee in the cup routine, I noticed there was pink spotting after I wiped. Once I got into the NST room, I let the nurse know. She hooked me up and we started talking about make up and shopping. I had a few contractions during the conversation and she noticed. She then said, let me go get DR. Cohen. The doctor came in and she looked at the NST paper and she said, “hmmm, I don’t see any contractions on here but it’s obvious you are having them.” She looked at the little thingies they place on your belly to monitor things and she noted that the medical assistant had them placed in the wrong spot, so ofcourse it wasn’t picking up shxt on the monitor. She then unhooked me and told me she wanted to check my cervix because of the spotting. She stepped out, I took my bottoms off and she came back in. She checked me and all I heard her say was hmmmm. I saw it all over her face. I immediately knew what time it was. She took off her gloves and told the nurse to call over to L&D and tell them I was coming over. She looked at me and said, “You are 4-5 centimeters and baby A is really low. You need to go to L&D like right now.”

Just great. I knew it. I got dressed and waddled out the room and was met by my other OBGYN (who delivered Kendall) and he was smiling. He said, “you aren’t leaving the hospital pregnant and congrats.” I immediately called my beau and he didn’t answer the first time. So I continued on my way to my car. I was having contractions still and had to stop walking a few times. Oddly enough I was very calm. I called him a second time and he didn’t answer. I was at my SUV when he called me back and he immediately knew what I wanted. He informed me he had went ahead and put the bags in the car the night before so don’t worry about needing anything or taking them inside. He wasn’t at the fire station, they were out on a pre-plan. He informed them of what was going on and they immediately returned back to the fire station.

I had to drive around the corner to get to L&D, which felt like a road-trip when you are having back to back contractions. There was like no parking in the parking garage where the women’s center is. I ended up having to park where the physicians park and when I exited the parking deck, I was a little ways away from where L&D is. So I started my trek up the sidewalk, stopping whenever I had a contraction. I was less than half way there when a gardener on a golf cart stopped. He asked if I wanted a ride because I looked like I was in a lot of pain. I hopped on and it was like the bumpiest ride ever on the sidewalk. He got me to the front door of the women’s center but on the wrong level. L&D was on the second level. I walked in and saw the steps on my right and thought great….the old guy at the desk got my attention, and he said, “Okay sweetheart you aren’t taking the steps, go to the left and take the elevator to the 2nd floor”. I got to the second floor and checked in. I hadn’t pre-registered at all like I have in the past because I forgot to be honest. The receptionist told me it was okay and started checking me in. She asked the typical questions and quickly got me checked in. They initially took me to the triage side and the nurse told me they weren’t sure what the plan was because they were waiting on my doctor to call or come over. I sat in triage for about an hour and finally hubby had got there.

I was then moved to regular L&D. Once I was in a room, the nurse informed me that my doctor wanted an IV started and that they were going to give me a round of steroids and some medications to “stop” the labor. My doctor and the specialist came into the room and told me the plan and said we will go from there etc. As time went on my contractions intensified. I kept progressing. The labor did stall here and there but the meds were not totally stopping it. I was not given magnesium, which I was very happy about that because magnesium sucks. Shifts changed and the other OBGYN who would be on call came in. Dr. Bills is the owner of the practice that I go to. He came in and told me basically we weren’t delivering the babies today (April 30th) but we were stalling the labor until tomorrow around 2pm when I would be given the second dose of the steroids to mature their lungs. We went to bed.

The next day, I was still having contractions and moving along. They were painful but I still was managing them. I noticed my brows looked horrible so I asked hubby to grab my cosmetic case, mirror etc so I could do my make up a little. I also did my makeup to kill time and to take my mind off of the contractions


I was checked and was at 7cm. I was then moved to another room. Now if I was having a single birth, I would have stayed in that room until I had the baby. When you have twins you have to deliver in the operating room in case an emergency arises and a c section is needed or if you are getting a c section in general.  So here we were 33 weeks pregnant and it was D-day!


They began giving me the instructions for surgery just in case we needed to go that route. At this point the contractions were super spicy and I was not smiling, talking much or in a happy mood anymore. They were hurting pretty bad.


A little time passed and then the nurse came in with the anesthesiologist and I was given an epidural. You HAVE to get pain medication in case you need a c section.  My birth plan was a vaginal delivery. Up until this point I had labored on my own naturally which I was proud of. I have given birth naturally several times so I knew what to expect pain wise etc. My OBGYN was okay with the vaginal delivery even though Baby B was breech. Because of her size it wouldn’t be complicated and either she would flip, they would flip her, or she would easily be delivered breech.

Part 3: The shxt got real and my birth plan went out the window. Mom Life Is The Best Life Right?


Although I knew a C-section was a possibility we had a better chance than most of not needing one. However, there were some logistical issues. There were several mothers having multiples at the same time. The OR was being used back to back. The problem for me was the fact that we were shooting for a vaginal birth with twins and my water had broken. When it became time to push, I would need to be moved across the hall to the OR…Because of the number of mommies coming in for c-sections (scheduled and emergency) I wasn’t really a priority room wise because I was laboring on my own, so essentially  if an emergency were to happen where I needed surgery we wouldn’t be in the right room or have access to it right away if another surgery was in progress etc. My OBGYN made the call that a c-section was best to eliminate all of the what ifs and possibilities of getting the short end of the stick. Initially I was disappointed but then I was relieved because I knew it would be over with sooner rather than later and it would get the babies here as safe as possible. My OB was also a bit disappointed but I was very thankful for his professionalism and him being concerned about me and my babies’ safety.

we thought the c-section would happen later on…


WRONG! The nurse asked Dr. Bills when were we going to do the c-section he said 5pm as he walked out of the room.  We immediately got dibs on the OR. We looked at the clock and the nurse exclaimed, “That’s 10 mins from now!” My hubby was told to suit up and I had to remove all of my jewelry and piercings.


Things happened so fast. I was numb, I was crying, I was scared, I was nervous, I was worried, I was excited, I was cold as hell….I was all over the place emotionally. 20 mins later Roxy was born, followed by Remy 1 minute later. Hubby got to see the babies and he took pics. Dr. Bills asked me about my prior consent for a tubal and I told him to go ahead and take the whole transmission if he wanted to. If you missed what I just said, I got my tubes tied. Yes my beau got a vasectomy and it was successful but I got my tubes tied for ME.

Now since I am sure people are really wondering about this, let me explain ONE TIME ONLY….I got a tubal because…

1. My insurance covered it 100%

2. I know I do not want anymore kids period and have no desire to ever be pregnant again

3. It represented me closing this chapter of my life

4. Antonio Cromartie..If you don’t know who he is, Google it.

5. It’s my damn body and I can do what I want with it!

I also requested a pathology report to confirm that my Fallopian tubes were in fact what was removed. BECAUSE, round ligaments look very similar to Fallopian tubes and they can be confused. Now I consented to a tubal only IF I needed a c-section. So that part of my birth plan went right lol. Mom Life is the Best Life but I am done with the pregnancy life.

Now back to the babies. At 33weeks, our babies are considered to be premature. I only got a quick peek of each baby before they were quickly taken away. Hubby got a few pics of them while they were being examined and prepped for the NICU immediately after birth.


Both of our girls were breathing on their own and did not need oxygen. The little nose thingy helped them breathe room air without straining etc. If you look at the pictures, you can see it was not hooked up to anything. The steroid shots really helped them in this case. They were also no where near the projected weights they had estimated. And also Remy wasn’t THAT much smaller than Roxy. Aside from being born a few weeks early, our girls have no significant health issues.

Part 4: This Sucks

Once I was moved to the other area after the surgery, I felt like I needed to puke. I wasn’t in any pain but still numb. I fell asleep briefly and then was moved upstairs to my recovery room. I hadn’t seen the babies and was very exhausted. The pain medication was doing its’ thing so I ended up having some juice, water, and crackers and then I went to sleep. The next day, I was able to get out of bed and the nurses helped me go pee on my own for the first time since the surgery. Walking right after feels so weird. The pain was horrible though. After I was able to move around, the gas started (which is a good thing. You are aware of this if you are a c section mama). A few hours passed, I had a full meal and was feeling better since I could move but still needed a good bit of pain meds.


I had to pee 3 times on my own before they removed the IV. Once that was removed I was given a wheel chair that stayed in my room for the 4 days that I was there to go back and forth to the NICU. My beau and our friends who came to visit had a little too much fun playing with my wheel chair and wheeling me around.


I saw the babies in the NICU the day after I had them on May 2nd. I was able to hold them and my beau changed their diapers. We didn’t stay up there long because I started to feel a decent amount of pain again and wanted to go lay back down.


Where they were in the NICU, you weren’t allowed to take pics unless your phone/camera was placed inside of these clear sterile baggies so the pics aren’t the clearest. (they have since been moved to a different part of the NICU).

My OBGYN gave me a belly binder to wear in the hospital which a lot of doctors don’t do that. If you ever have a c section it wouldn’t hurt to ask for one during your stay if they can provide you one. I stayed in the hospital a total of 4 days (with the option of a 5 day stay but 4 was enough for me) and then I went home. The other bundles of mayhem haven’t met the twins in person yet, but they have seen lots of pics and we have video chatted with them while we visit so they can see them live. I picked something comfy I already had in my closet to come home in since I didn’t get the chance to order what I had planned to wear. I also had planned on getting my hair done beforehand and that didn’t happen either.


I was able to comfortably slip on my Bellifit Girdle which helped with the discomfort. I have had this girdle for a while and have used it after my previous 3 births. The girdle can be worn after vaginal or cesarean deliveries.  It provides more support than the binder; but for some a regular binder may be more comfy afterwards versus a full on girdle. 31947338_1657027697680474_2197663619229941760_n

Even though I had to leave the hospital without my babies, I am very happy that they are being cared for in one of the BEST NICU’s in Georgia. We get to see them whenever we want. The c-section wasn’t really ideal, but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. It def helps to prepare yourself mentally and know what to expect beforehand. Being educated about the surgery helped me a lot. I got a lot of good information from other moms and from doing my own research.

It is just odd to me that some mothers say that c-sections are the “easy way out”  when it comes to giving birth. Being someone who has done it all (medicated, unmedicated, and now c-section), I can say that it is by far not the easiest way out. If anything to me, it is the most inconvenient/convenient way to give birth. While I am not happy about the extended down time, I am thankful and humbled by the experience. The c-section has made me more patient, and also given me a much needed period of rest that I have not had in a long time. The girls being in the NICU is allowing me to fully heal and rest without having to meet the demands of caring for two newborns (at the moment).

Some have messaged me and commented that they feel bad for me etc. This is so annoying. No need to feel bad or sorry for me because there is nothing to feel bad/sorry about. I am not sorry that I gave birth via c-section to two (although premature) babies who are pretty healthy. The goal and priority since day one was to have healthy babies. My body did its’ job well. Some people haven’t said the right things but mean no harm and some are just plain insensitive as hell. The type of personality I have, I can be pretty mean…so for the most part I just haven’t responded much to comments because I don’t want my replies to be taken the wrong way. Yes, I am pretty irritable because of everything that is going on.  I am human and need time. I know once they are home, I will be pretty much healed and ready to hit the ground running. Plus I already have a cool tattoo in mind for my scar.



First Trimester Recap: Baby #6


So I am currently 15 weeks pregnant and so happy to be out of the first trimester of this pregnancy. The first 13 weeks were very rough. My morning sickness was super bad and never ending. I haven’t had any major issues with morning sickness with any of my other pregnancies so this was a game changer. It seems like I started showing the second I pissed on the stick and I have a love hate relationship with food. Since I have so much to share and document this pregnancy with it legit being our last one, I figured it is easier for me to just break down the trimesters instead of doing a post every week about the baby’s development etc. I think that is boring first off, and second I don’t feel like writing all that shxt.

I have had several appointments, some back to back. This pregnancy has been labeled high risk (I will get into the logistics of that on another post). I am def not in the mood for anybody’s shxt and all I want to do is sleep. People speculated for a while if I was pregnant or not mainly because I have that serious pregnancy glow thing going on. I don’t always glow with my pregnancies so I guess I can take it as I don’t look like shxt this time. The morning sickness had made it kind of hard to get fully excited  but I am getting there. The second trimester has brought some relief but I am still not 100% feeling back to my normal self yet.

All of the scans so far have been beautiful. Baby looks amazing and is very active. I didn’t gain much weight in the first trimester due to the morning sickness, so I was put on the medication Diclegis. It has a nice side effect which is drowsiness…hence me just wanting to sleep. I am on the maximum dose. It does work I will say that. My OB isn’t very partial to Zofran anymore because of its link to the birth defects and a few other issues. From my past experience taking Zofran, it worked super fast but made me constipated which wasn’t cool. I will def take drowsiness over not being able to take shxt any day. Anywho moving forward, being that this is my 6th pregnancy, I started showing very quickly. I started off being super bloated but it turned into a full on baby bump within the first few weeks. My boobs are huge already as well. I have been documenting my growing tummy weekly as I have done so in the past. Some people have been just plain fing annoying with their comments about my size like they have never seen me pregnant before. Newsflash people, the more babies you have the quicker you show. For the most part I have been pretty irritable, and took my time announcing that I was pregnant simply because I didn’t want to be bothered on top of being super sick. My focus has been resting and getting well. All in all I am happy that everything is looking great development wise.

We announced we were expecting a little sooner than we had planned. We planned to announce it on xmas eve, but we were getting together with a bunch of people for my hubby’s birthday and I didn’t want someone to accidently leak a pic. We made the decision to put it out there. I have had my business shared before I have wanted it to be shared before, so I wanted to avoid that again. We shared the announcement on Facebook and Instagram and for the most part no negative comments.


I mean at this point who tf cares that we are having another baby? Yeah people have their jokes about the size of our family, but I quickly kill that when I say “at least I can afford to have a large family”.


We opted out of the blood test that tells you the gender early because we didn’t do that with any of the other ones. We will have baby’s gender on December 27th, however it will not be revealed until February 10th no exceptions. We are also not disclosing any possible names until the birth of the baby.

Top Cravings

Chik-Fil-A Lemonade

Pork rinds aka skins

Pulled pork

Sweet potato fries and mashed sweet potatoes

Any Trolli brand sour gummy candies


Build your own pancake combo from Ihop (blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns)

That is basically what I have wanted when I am not puking my brains out. The love hate thing with food is getting better though. So that is basically it for the first trimester. We have only bought one baby item so far but after my appointment on Wednesday we will pick up a few more things and really start preparing then. In the meantime here are the pics I took during the first trimester 🙂 Some pics I look rough and some pics I look fabulous!

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Just a friendly reminder baby bumps come in all shapes and sizes. The extent of your bump depends on the position of your uterus, if you had abs/a strong core before pregnancy, the number of times you have been pregnant/given birth and the amount of fluid. It is rude to make comments about the size of a woman’s bump or size period even when she isn’t pregnant. If you like putting your feelings and life at risk carry on with the comments 🙂


When Plans Change

When Plans Change (1)

So remember how a few months back I wrote the piece Last baby sadness? we made the decision not to get the vasectomy done this past March after we had Kendall. Kendall turned out to be a girl and we both kind of wanted another boy. Since we are financially able and such, we both weighed pros and cons and ultimately decided  “screw it” let’s shoot for one more and then call it quits. I mean after all we have five kids already so what’s one more? So with the vasectomy cancelled, we set plans for our last baby for sometime next year. I wanted to be done with this portion of school in April and take a break. Although I wanted to be done having babies before my 30th (next August), I figured I could always celebrate a little later if things didn’t work out how we planned. Well, my body decided to say f what you have planned.


So August, I had big plans for my birthday since I was turning 29. I had plans to basically go all out and have fun and get shxt-faced; all that good stuff. Well August arrived and I basically skipped a cycle. I was so worried I was possibly pregnant then because I had just stopped breastfeeding and felt like my birthday plans would be ruined.  My cycle window came and went so I tested it was negative, life was great. I had a pretty wild party and had the time of my life and everyone swore up and down I was going to get knocked up from birthday sex. NOPE!

September came and my cycle decided to return with a vengeance.  It was like the apocalypse of all cycles. My body had to make up for the skipped cycle I guess.  I survived. hmm

After the cycle from hell, we rolled into October and everything seemed back to normal. It has already been concluded that I have an irregular cycle so I was expecting my period to come at a certain point but I always give it an entire week to see which day it is going to rear its ugly head. The week of my cycle arrived. I was prepared to embrace whatever mother nature’s bxtch ass threw at me. I felt a little weird the first few days before it was due and I know that weird feeling all too well. So I decided to buy a cheap ass test to see. Well it was negative. I was super crampy the next day and felt like an idiot having wasted a few bucks on a test and went ahead and got a box of pads and all my other monthly goodies. I use the period panties by THINX but not on certain days when it is due because I can’t always gauge if it is going to be a shxtty cycle or not. So I diaper it up until I see which level of doom I am at. So being that I had tested 4 days prior I had thought nothing of the fact my cycle had not arrived yet. I was beyond crampy and felt like pure shxt so I just knew it was coming. Well my suspicion was raised when we had to make a trip to the store so hubby could return a Redbox rental. He had an issue with the one he received out of the machine so he needed to address the issue with customer service. I wanted to look around, so I left him to do his business and went to the other side of the store. As I was walking by, a stinky old man passed me by and I almost puked everywhere.

WTH? I thought, and then it clicked. You need to take another pregnancy test. I thought about all of the crazy pork rinds (I call them skins) that I had been devouring and how I haven’t eaten them in years and the crazy obsession with lemonade I had been having. I jetted to the aisle where they were and snatched a Clear Blue Digital off the shelf.  I went to self check out and tossed it in the diaper bag and suffered through the rest of the shopping trip. Hubby ended up having to leave to take Kendall to a doctor’s appointment so I debated on taking it that day or waiting until the next morning while he was at work to take it. I was nervous as hell for some reason. I thought it wouldn’t be a good idea to take it the same day because I had already emptied my bladder and I wasn’t technically late yet. When we got home it was like the test was calling my name from the diaper bag. “take me”….So once hubby left I continued working on a cake order and then I caved. I ran upstairs and locked myself in the bathroom and took the test. I didn’t think it would work because my little pee sample was pretty pathetic lol. But nonetheless it immediately started blinking that it was working! The test was supposed to countdown and flash four bars before the results.

Well this shxt flashed two bars and BOOM! PREGNANT!


I sat in the bathroom for a while to process things and then for whatever reason I sat in my huge walk in closet staring at the test (don’t ask). I immediately thought about how I was going to tell him. I really didn’t plan this far ahead. I didn’t think things would happen so soon. So I put the test in the top drawer of my nightstand and went back downstairs with my heart racing. My hubby eventually returned home and told me about Kendall’s appointment, but he had also stopped by our favorite liquor store and picked up a butt ton of craft beer. Craft beer that I could not drink because ya know I was like 2 hours pregnant. I decided I needed to tell him. So I sent him on a dummy mission to retrieve something from upstairs and quickly set up my phone to record me telling him. Something I have never done before.

Once I had the phone hidden and at the right angle I told him nevermind about the nonexistent item I needed from upstairs. He came back down stairs, in a panic I asked him to help me cut out something for the cake I was working on. As he was working on that I ran upstairs to get the test. I didn’t think this through at all. I had nowhere to put the test because my yoga pants had no pockets! I shoved it in the band behind me and ran back down stairs. I was shaking lol I was so nervous to tell him (IDK why). So I started the convo off pretty casual and mentioned that we needed to return back to the store for a 3rd time (when we returned the rental that was our second time at the store). So he wasn’t really paying me any attention. So I told him I forgot something and mentioned prenatal vitamins. He took a second and then he asked “you’re pregnant?” and I showed him the test. Pretty lame way to tell him but it was still super cute. Now recording his reaction I was not sure what to expect. I figured either he’s going to cuss a lot out of excitement or say something off the wall. But his reaction made me tear up because it was just too damn cute. He was so overjoyed and happy and is still as excited about things 14 weeks later.

Now the following day was Friday October 13th. We were supposed to go to my friend’s house for a little onesie Friday the 13th party to watch scary movies and celebrate Halloween approaching. I knew there would be lots of alcohol consumed because that is what we do when we get together. We talked about it and made the decision to tell our small circle of buddies the news! In which they thought it was a joke at first!

So only a few people knew that we were expecting again, and lots of people had been asking me if I was the past few weeks but I kind of left a small trail of breadcrumbs but didn’t really tell anyone if I was or not. We decided we would wait for the right time to spill the beans to the world and everyone else. This baby did come as a surprise as far as timing goes but I am not complaining. I say I am not complaining because I am due in June and my 30th birthday is in August. So guess who still gets to get shxt-faced on their 30th bday next year!? This girl! I won’t be back summer time fine by then but I will make the postpartum body work. My due date is set for June 18th which is the day after my beloved granddaddy’s birthday. I know he is up in heaven smiling with his Atlanta Braves cap on and saying “that’s alright” which was something he said no matter what it was that you told him. It is still a little unreal that we are expecting our last baby finally!  It’s bittersweet and unexpected, and that’s alright!


Susie Not So Homemaker


So we just built this incredibly beautiful new home and it is pretty big. I am not saying this to brag, but in comparison to what we just moved out of, this house is like a mansion to me. Now that we are almost settled in and it’s been one full month of us living in what is now called home, I have quickly realized my old cleaning schedule is not going to work here. Since you will see me mention this A LOT that I am a mama to 5 cubs and I am a stay at home mama; I want to throw out one little tidbit about me. I am lazy when it comes to domesticated shxt. I hate laundry, I hate cleaning, I hate doing the dishes…domestic chores period I hate doing them.

For some cleaning their home is therapeutic. For this lady, cleaning my home is a pain in the ass. I have learned that with more space comes more cleaning. More places to put shxt and clutter accumulates fast. So if you are like me, you hate “house day” and try to avoid it by all means…Until you have company coming over.

IDK about you, but I know I do some seriously amazing cleaning right before company comes over. Depending on who it is, depends on how much I clean. Now some of my buddies know I have kids and expect shxt to be all over the place. Others wonder how do I keep such a tidy house with a house full of Gremlins? Now everyone’s idea of what is clean varies so my tidbits are more so one size fits all to get the point across. Before I became a wife I was a shove it somewhere if it fits and be done kinda cleaner. However, meeting my husband and actually moving in and living together changed my cleaning habits. You never know someone until you live with them and we both had different perceptions of what clean is. For example, I will leave papers from school everywhere. Post it notes, hoodies, shoes etc you name it. To my husband that is considered clutter and unclean. For me I see it as okay, I don’t feel like putting it back, or I was going to put it back but got distracted. For me, I can’t stand food to be left out, dishes in the sink, and dusty furniture. To me that is unclean.

Since I have been a stay at home mom, I have had to alter my cleaning schedule several times. This has been in part to moving, being pregnant all the damn time, being in school, working on my custom cakes orders, and well life in general (I am lazy). I have sort of developed some habits that help me keep a tidy home despite having a football team running around all day. Contrary to the popular belief, you can have a clean home even with children in the house. It is a little annoying since I have a big family, some people assume my house stays a mess. At times, yes it does look like a tornado hit the inside and I don’t care.


My turning point with this domestic stuff came with purchasing this home. Since we are paying good money for this joint, we need to take care of it and have pride in it. It’s too pretty to have it left in shambles. A few of my friends and readers have inquired about how I keep things running smoothly in the cleaning department so I decided to write this blog to share some of the things I do to help keep the house clean with a large family.

Things I do that help keep the house tidy and prevent me from having to deep clean

  1. Minimize things: There seems to be a new fad with living a minimalist lifestyle. You go with the bare necessities and nothing extra. Well this mama likes to shop so that kind of lifestyle doesn’t really work for me in some aspects. I tried it with clothes and shoes and that was an epic fail lol. However, it does work when it comes to furnishings. We have plenty of furniture but each room is not completely wall to wall furniture. Sometimes less is more. I bake a lot, so I had minimized my cake supplies. I had 4 or 5 different sets of measuring cups and spoons, so I downsized to only 2 sets now.
  2. Multipurpose cleaners: These will be your friend and save you a lot of money. Keep certain cleaning supplies in the areas where they are most often used. Since we have multiple bathrooms, I stocked the cabinets with the cleaning supplies I use for cleaning the toilet, mirrors etc. As always be sure to lock up your poisons so that the little ones don’t get into them.
  3. Baby wipes: Baby wipes are a multi-purpose commodity around these parts. I use them to quickly wipe off counters, high chairs etc.
  4. Shoe racks by the door: I have a large shoe rack by the front door and one also located in the mudroom. This keeps you from tracking dirt throughout the house
  5. You mess it up, you clean it up: Whoever made the mess cleans it simple as that.
  6. Clean as you go: While cooking or baking, I clean as I prepare the food. Immediately after I clean the stove and counter space surrounding it.
  7. Put dishes up first thing in the morning, load the dishwasher throughout the day, run it at the end of the night: Keeps dishes from piling up in the sink and keeps them from being forgotten.
  8. Pick two to three days out of the week to vacuum, dust, and sweep
  9. Laundry day system is located here Laundry Sucks
  10. Speed clean every day: Set a timer for 10 mins and clean as much as you can. Each day pick a different room or area to focus on.
  11. Put on music while you clean: It makes you more productive and makes you want to keep up and get moving.
  12. Daily shower cleaner spray: This is the best invention ever! After you get out of the shower spray this stuff, and walk away and BAM! It’s like the shower cleans itself.
  13. Press-N-Seal plastic wrap: Use this in the fridge to line the shelves. Makes clean-up a breeze. Replace as needed.
  14. Socks for cleaning the baseboards: You know those cheap fuzzy super soft socks in the dollar section at Target during the holidays? The ones that kind of feel like a microfiber cloth? Those make great baseboard cleaners! Slip on a pair and rub your feet along the baseboard to quickly dust.
  15. Disinfect toys in the dishwasher: Your dishwasher is one of the most time saving inventions ever. Toys that can go in the dishwasher without being damaged or easily filled with water can be effectively disinfected by running them through the dishwasher instead of hand wiping them off. Speaking of disinfecting toys, spraying them with Lysol works as well to kill surface bacteria and viruses, however, if you have little ones that put things in their mouth this can be unpleasant and expose them to chemicals.

Another thing I do that seemed to work is having a cleaning schedule that was not overwhelming. If it is simple, you will be more inclined to stick with it.

Here is an example of my previous “deep” cleaning schedule:

  • Monday-Kitchen and Do 1 or 2 loads of laundry start to finish
  • Tuesday-Foyer and Living Room
  • Wednesday-Bathrooms and bedrooms
  • Thursday-Hallway and baseboards
  • Friday-Bedrooms and Do 1 or 2 loads of laundry start to finish
  • Saturday-off day or clean as needed
  • Sunday-Kitchen and bathrooms, Do 1 or 2 loads of laundry start to finish, and prepare clothes for the week

If all else fails, watch an episode of Hoarders. When I lack the motivation to clean, I just cut on an episode of Hoarders and I guarantee you will clean your house after that.

Now that I have shared with you some of my cleaning tidbits, I would love to hear from you! What are some of the cleaning hacks that save you time and keep your home tidy?