I’ve loved baby style long before I was ever a mom. (I’m kind of weird.) Before I ever got pregnant, I fantasied of dressing up my future daughter like Alexander Wang’s niece. I mean, have you seen her??
Now that I actually do have a little girl, reality is here to tell me that if I can’t afford to buy myself a Chanel boy bag, my baby sure as hell isn’t getting one. In fact, if we don’t leave the house, I rarely change her out of her pajamas. The other day, I even became the mom I always said I would never be, and brought her to the grocery store in butternut squash stained PJs.
I know useful baby shower gifts don’t sound very exciting… but I promise any mommy-to-be would love to receive any of these practical items. Stick a couple of these items in a cute gift basket that matches the nursery decor, and you’ve got the best present at the party!
The best baby shower gift I received was a one year diaper subscription from my mother-in-law. Not having to worry about running out to the store, and not having to PAY for diapers for an entire year sounded amazing. With the Incredibundles “Year of Diapers“, you receive 12 shipments of diapers and can choose when you want the shipments, the size and brand, etc.
The first box lasted only about 2 weeks, because newborns go through diapers every two seconds. As my daughter got older, a box started lasting approximately a month as promised. That is, on the occasions that they actually arrived.
Alright, time to discuss something that no one wants to discuss… baby snot, and more specifically, inventions made to deal with baby snot. Here’s our honest take on the products we have tried, in a new segment for our blog- ok moms review products. Today’s products: the oogie bear VS. the NoseFrida.
Christmas is over and its time to focus on the next holiday up- Valentines day. Side note- I should really take my tree down.
As a kid, Valentines Day was my favorite holiday. My mom threw me these awesome after school tea parties. There would be a spread of cutesy decorated sweets and kiddy champagne in my teapot…. I felt like a celebrity. The cherry on top was always the Valentines basket. I knew the minute I heard “its two girls” at my 20 week ultrasound that this was a tradition I had to keep alive. Plus you gotta soak it up, eventually all women learn to loathe Valentines day and the inevitable disappointment that comes along with it.
We aren’t quite tea party age over here, but my ladies are definitely old enough to enjoy the goodie basket. Its honestly sick how much fun I have putting these together (I do a version for Halloween too). These baskets are also great for moms who don’t like their littles having sweets but still want to find a way to make the holiday special. Heres this years Valentines haul for my little sweethearts:
So shopping has always been a huge part of my life because I’m a shallow person. Also because I model my life after Cher from clueless… who doesn’t want to be Cher from clueless?! Just me? oh ok… moving on..
Shopping after having kids has become more of a guilt trip than a pleasure cruise. I know I’m not alone on that. In a past life, I never batted an eyelash at four figure handbags…I’m gross and I know this isn’t endearing at all. I regularly gave away items from my closet with tags still attached (see? I’m not so bad after all). Nowadays, if I buy myself a $10 tee from Old Navy I have an existential life crisis. (Note: I still don’t have any filter on spending when it comes to my kids… you lucky little A-holes)
I don’t even know where to begin or how to feel. I don’t even know that I should write about this because keeping this blog fun and lighthearted was the number one goal. Sorry Danielle, I’m here to ruin that.
I’m out a job. But not out a job. Displaced. My job is being forced to relocate. A job I’ve had for close to a decade.
I’m sure you’ve heard of the “pink tax”, where women pay more than men for certain services and products. Particularly annoying examples are dry cleaning and razor blades. Sure, you can buy men’s razors instead, (and I do), but this doesn’t exactly correct the problem. However I didn’t realize how early the pink tax actually starts, until I was perusing Amazon for sippy cups earlier this evening. I present to you, The Baby Pink Tax.
Homemade marshmallows are the easiest and most affordable edible gift. Package them in a mug with hot cocoa mix, and you’ve got the perfect (i.e. cheap) gift for someone that you don’t care enough about to give a real present. (Totally kidding, if you have received this from me and are reading this right now.)