I have a very serious question. HOW DID THE TINIEST PERSON IN THE FAMILY TAKE OVER THIS WHOLE HOUSE??? Ok, for example, look at this dining room. There is a tiny dining table in the… More
This Monday, I am excited to introduce you to Leah Martin. Leah is a Colorado blogger (like me!) and she has all the secrets of living clutter-free with kids (not like me!). She and her husband have three kids under five. She writes about living a full life with less at Less in the Nest.
Read her blog. Follow her on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. It might change your life. I have definitely changed my buying habits so I can have less stuff. Less stuff means less cleaning. Less cleaning means more time.
Now I just have to figure out where to put all the crap we already have.
Leah even explains WHY kids create so much clutter. She writes about other things, too. She shares great DIY instructions and interesting recipes and writes awesome articles about parenting. But I am OBSESSED with her ‘less in the nest’ philosophies.
Enough about me, though. Leah was kind enough to answer some questions about Colorado and clutter.
1. What is the coolest thing about Colorado? What is the most annoying thing about Colorado? What is the Colorado-est thing about Colorado?
Getting to go to the mountains whenever we have a day or two free is definitely the coolest thing about Colorado. The culture and the economy revolve around the outdoors. The most annoying thing about Colorado is that it’s hard to breathe! These high altitudes make for less oxygen, and as a bad side effect, the air quality is not good a lot of days. The most Colorado-est thing about Colorado is that the first snow is a big, exciting event. People literally mope around all fall until that soft powder falls. I’m talking, standing on street corners with signs to protest the lack of snow kinds of things. And when that first snow comes, it’ll probably melt the next day.
2. Your blog is awesome! I love the idea of having LESS in my nest. I cannot even believe how many boxes we moved from Virginia to Colorado. What can I do? Donate all of it? Please help.
Aw, thank you! And congrats on the move! I remember when we moved a few years ago, I was shocked by how much stuff we had. There are lots of outside-the-box ways to donate it in Colorado. You can print off a label and ship it to the Goodwill in Amazon boxes. You can even call Arc and they’ll come pick it up for you! But if it’s junk, just toss it (as bad as that sounds!) Once, we put my husband’s beloved recliner in the driveway for pickup. Arc showed up, took one look at it, and turned around. When my husband got home that day, he couldn’t believe his chair was still sitting in the driveway!
3. Everyone outside Colorado wants to know: are people here walking around high all the time? What are your thoughts on the legal weed?
In my little pocket of suburbia, I don’t notice legalized marijuana at all. But really, people already do dumb enough stuff without it.
4. It’s the PTA Bakesale: homemade, store bought, or NOPE?
I’m a “homemade” in my mind, but since baby #3 was born, it’s more realistically a “nope.” And also, we’re going to homeschool, so I’m the parent, the teacher, and the association.
I want to be like Leah when I grow up.
Babystar visited the Emergency Room this week.
She was scared but very brave and very very sweet.
Babystar just wanted to make sure that I would hold her the whole time at the doctor’s office. I promised that I would. We first went to Urgent Care because Babystar had not peed in twenty-four hours. And she had a fever for about half of that time. AND I gave her a choice of peeing or going to the doctor and she told me that she didn’t want to pee. So into the car we went.
Ok, technically she had not peed in twenty-three and a half hours, but Urgent Care closes at seven and the co-pay difference is $300. And since we just moved here, Babystar does not yet have a pediatrician. That changes today, by the way.
(Anyone in Boulder have a pediatrician recommendation pretty please?)
The doctors and nurses at Foothills ER were all very very nice but they definitely underestimated the strength of my little ToddlerMonster. Since she had not peed, there was concern of a possible UTI or other infection. Which meant they needed a urine sample. She is not potty-trained, and she was straight up refusing to pee, so they needed to do a baby catheter.
I wanted to cry but I was a brave strong mama. (We were there alone due to family logistical reasons.) And Babystar was on my lap because I PROMISED. (Well actually she was between my legs but she knew she was on mama’s lap so that’s all that mattered.)
Do you know that if you take a young child to the ER they basically put them in a straight jacket? They hold baby’s arms by his or her side and wrap a sheet around baby’s entire torso. MY baby was screaming and fighting this whole situation, and they wanted ME to hold her arms inside this torture device. MY sweet baby wiggled her arms up and out, but not to rip off the sheet or push away the nurses. She just wanted to hold my hands.
Things were not going as smoothly at the other end of the gurney. The nurses cleaned and prepped her but holding her down for the catheter was not working at all. Babystar is strong like mom, y’all. She has a shirt that says so and everything. They had to go get another nurse to help hold down my little thirty pound kicking machine.
It didn’t matter in the end.
She. Peed. Everywhere.
I have never been so happy to be soaked in baby pee. (She was on my lap, remember?)
And for those med students following along, since she was prepped, she was clean. A quick thinking nurse collected a sample for testing. Actually, I think they managed to get two vials and they probably could have gotten twenty. There was SO. MUCH. PEE.
She even peed on her head. I didn’t know that she peed on her head, so when the nurses left and I was cleaning her and changing her clothes and giving her a million kisses, I kissed her head. Right on the pee. It was gross. I didn’t care.
Hashtag momlife, right?
I got to wear awesome blue paper scrubs and pretend to be J.D.
We waited around for about thirty more minutes and Babystar was pronounced bacteria-free.
We have been talking a lot about the potty the last couple of weeks. Babystar will be three in June, and she is showing all the textbooks signs that she is ready for the potty. She knows when she is peeing or pooping in her diaper (because she always tells me right before it happens so I can be ready to change her because “remember that time I had a rash and it hurt?”) She hasn’t had a wet diaper overnight in almost a year. She has the ability to hold it. Obviously. And she actually DID pee in the potty about two weeks ago. We made her a chart with stickers and did the pee pee dance and she got some chocolate candies and we did ALL THE THINGS.
But she hates it. She doesn’t want to use the potty and she tells us all the time. So I told her we would stop. And that while she was sick, she could have m&m’s every time she pees in her diaper. My sweet funny Babystar got so excited and said, “we don’t have to go on the potty train anymore?”
Did I just push her potty training back to age four? Probably.
Will she go to college in diapers? Maybe.
Am I the worst mom in the world? Nah.
RAISING BABYSTAR: $26,819.73
If I build it, she will sleep in it.
That’s a thing, right?
CAN IT PLEASE BE A THING?!?
Ok, so before we even left for Colorado, Babystar said that she was really excited to sleep in her own bed like a big girl. She also said it was going to be right next to mama’s bed.
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The night before we moved into the Colorado house, I sat in a hotel room and ordered this adorable pink toddler bed from Amazon ($63.99). Over the weeks, we also bought a cloud pillow and an actual lovely toddler sized blanket ($8 at Home Goods). Then, yesterday, after opening at least fifty million boxes, I FINALLY found the crib sheets. (Toddler beds are just cribs with no walls.)
Voila! The newest addition to my bedroom.
See it over there next to my bed?
(Yes, I actually made BOTH of these beds for this picture. I am not good at making beds.)
The ponies love it. As do the Trolls. And the dinosaurs.
For real though. Who actually thinks that BABYSTAR will sleep in this bed before her third birthday?
RAISING BABYSTAR: $26,469.73
Remember when I used to post about cool mamas every Monday?
Remember when I used to offer my toddler vegetables and have a generally clean house and have friends and playdates and take Babystar to the park all the time?
Remember when I used to change my clothes at least once a day?
Yeah, me too. If any of this sounds like you, first of all, let’s start a Club. We will never meet because we are all overwhelmed af.
BUT ALSO, you need to check out Bethany’s wisdom over at Mama Finds Her Way. She is finding THE WAY for all of us. Bethany has three kids and still finds time for herself so she’s basically a superhero.
She even has a self-care workbook that you can have for free if you subscribe to her blog. Do it. You will not be disappointed.
Bethany answered some questions for me way back in 2017 and she is not even mad that I’m just now sharing her answers with all of you in March. She gets it. She’s overwhelmed too. But she’s figuring it out for all of us and trying hard to help us all be happy and calm mamas that remember to take care of ourselves. Thank you, Bethany.
1. Your blog is all about helping overwhelmed mamas practice self-care. That is AMAZING! Can you give us mortals an easy tip or two to help live our lives with Calm and Serenity? Or even just Clean Hair and No Yelling?
3. What’s the last movie you saw in the theater?
Juliana Hatfield (yes, I am Old) has a song called My Sister that contains all of the following lines: I love my sister, I hate my sister, and I miss my sister.
It is legit the most accurate song about sisters ever written. (Feel free to disagree in the comment section as I am open to hearing about other songs but I will not change my mind.)
Today is my sister’s birthday!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELLY!!
(This is your present. An internet shout out. I hope you like it.)
I love my sister and I miss my sister so very much. I haven’t hated her in a long time. We shared a room in the eighties so I definitely had mixed feelings sometimes. And I’m sure it was mutual.
My sister is an awesome mama and a great friend and an amazing dancer. Like, REALLY GREAT DANCER. I have legit seen people at a regular club form a circle around her to watch her dance and it wasn’t even a movie or anything.
I didn’t ask her permission to post this so I don’t want to put my nephew all over the internet. But here is a fun picture of her wonderful child. Since this is called Monday’s Mama and all.
BUT IT’S NOT HIS BIRTHDAY TODAY.
My sister is finishing up at the Aveda Institute in Jacksonville, Florida, so if you are in North Florida, hit her up. She can do you hair or your makeup or whatever because she’s awesome. Also, if you are in North Florida, you probably already know Kelly Kelz because my sister’s super power is never forgetting a name or a face. She knows everyone. And everyone knows her. And loves her. It’s frankly annoying.
Go tell her to have a happy birthday over here on Instagram. Just make sure you also tell her how lucky she is to have SUCH A WONDERFUL SISTER.