February 2018 – Mama 'N Chief

Weddings are not like giving birth. Though both make for what are probably the most special days of your life, women often forget the pain that is associated with giving birth, the minute they hand us our little bundles of joy. It's the very reason why we go on to have more children. That brief period of pain and discomfort is somehow blocked out by the immense love that we immediately feel for our children. Weddings, on the other hand, may not produce the same harmonious endorphins, at least not for me anyway, which is why I'd probably never be doing that again, at least not to that scale. Though my wedding was a well thought out and beautifully executed affair, that was well worth my blood, sweat and many many tears, I can remember every painful detail that lead up to it. There were many times that I prayed for it to be over with so my husband and I could just go back to living a normal life that didn't focus on the needs

12Feb

Farmhouse Fresh

byEb Lou

From the Rooter to the Tooter; 7 Tips for Building a Custom Home from the Ground Up.

The day my husband and I met our home builders, we didn't know that they would be the people who would change our lives. It was February 22, 2016, we had just met with a realtor to discuss home buying options. When we headed back to the car, I received a return phone call from Suzanne, who was part owner of a custom home building company, in Georgia, run by her and her husband Michael. Suzanne was cordial on the phone but upon asking our budget for the home, she told me that that wouldn't be adequate for the type of homes they built. This, of course, peeked my interest and left me wanting to know what exactly were the types of homes they built. I had given Suzanne our "safe" budget. There was more to it but we hadn't really come across any homes that would make us pull out that high joker just yet. Since we were in the area, we met with Michael and Suzanne that day, in a subdivision where they had built several homes.

10Feb

Mama 'N Chief

byEb Lou

Throw the Whole Mama Away! When Your Child Prefers Daddy Over You.

Nine months of pregnancy. At least four of those were spent not being able to control my bladder, sleep on my back, wear pants that didn't sag in the crotch and smell anything too smelly, which was just about everything. The last two months were spent feeling as though some little man was testing out his new flame thrower in my chest and his brother was downstairs kicking the crap out of my pocketbook (vagina,) covered in extra maternity pant fabric. Lest us not forget the diet I was placed on in my last month thanks to gestational diabetes and the thirty plus hours of labor I endured, only to have my stomach cut open and leave me with the flapjack of a tummy that remains today. I reminisce on those nine months as I sit here and listen to my four year old, who is the product of that pregnancy, tell my husband, he does not want Mommy to put him to sleep. He does not want Mommy. He does not want the flapjack recipient.

Post Wedding Depression; How to Cope When the I Do’s are Done.

From the Rooter to the Tooter; 7 Tips for Building a Custom Home from the Ground Up.

Throw the Whole Mama Away! When Your Child Prefers Daddy Over You.

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