Potty-training.
The moment my oldest son turned two, I was dreading it.
I truly believed that potty-training would be the ultimate bane of my existence.
Laura started her blog, Excuse The Mess, as an attempt to cope with her postpartum depression and moving half-way across the world. She hopes that her words can somehow help other struggling moms that feel like they don't have this 'mom thing' totally together. She has two boys under three and in her spare time(what's that?) she enjoys being out in her garden, biking and vegging out watching Netflix. She will never pass down a warm cup of coffee and her favorite past-time is forgetting where she put her car-keys. Her work has been featured on Scary Mommy, Blunt Moms, The Mighty and Imperfectly Perfect Mama.
Potty-training.
The moment my oldest son turned two, I was dreading it.
I truly believed that potty-training would be the ultimate bane of my existence.
Hey new-to-be mama!
Your about ready to pop and feeling all the emotions about having a baby….trust me, I remember!
I also remember how frazzled I was about packing my hospital bag for labor and birth. I wanted to include IT ALL and with with my first son, I did just that. We had two, yes count them TWO bags with us during our whopping one-night all-inclusive stay at resort hospital.
When I was pregnant for the first time, I wanted a boy – so when we found out that we were indeed expecting a baby boy, I was ecstatic.
I dreamed of the messy faces that were soon to come.
The Tonka trucks and Hot Wheels explosion on my living room floor and the rambunctious chaos – I couldn’t wait!
Everyone and their mother told me that having boys was so much easier than girls…