I’ve been trying to think of what to do with this space for a while now. I thought a new name might help, but I can’t come up with anything. It’s hard for me to write a personal blog without it being a “mommy blog” now. And it’s hard to have a “mommy blog” when there’s so much of my “mommy life” I’m not willing to share publicly. Tumblr has been a part of my life for over 6 years and I know I’ll miss it, but I think it’s time to move on.
You can find me on Instagram at @ktmayfield and on Facebook at mayfield.kt so I hope you’ll keep in touch if you feel so inclined.
(I was pissed that the two tumblr usernames I wanted are taken & not being used… but then I remembered I’ve been squatting on kaytee.tumblr.com for the last 3 years and still refuse to give it up. Oops.)
I don’t think Kyle and I talked about anything remotely related to poop and/or pooping for the first 2.5 years of our relationship. Then we got a dog and obviously we had to talk about the dog’s poop, but we kept it short and simple.
But today? Today I sent Kyle a three paragraph long email about the massive poop our daughter made in the waiting room of the doctor’s office and the mayhem that ensued. It may or may not have included a picture.
I worked for four years to make sure my husband still thought girls don’t poop and Reese has completely thrown that out the window.
Of course the Rick Perry mugshot became a meme
DYING. I’m dead. This is too good.
Straightening your hair in phases, one section at a time, over the course of a day during baby’s naptimes.
See also: eating breakfast/lunch, watching hour long tv shows, doing pretty much anything…
I don’t often post about current events and especially my thoughts/opinions on them anywhere on social media. But… This. All of this. ALL. OF. THIS.
This is a collection of Tweets from military veterans reacting to the police response in Ferguson.
And if this shit doesn’t scare you, I don’t know what will.
Things I have heard over and over this week when sitting in the dining rooms at the Centers.
- Living in this new town has not been super easy for me. I never realized how much of a City Mouse I am until I moved to the country. (My mom says I am technically a Suburb Mouse. Ha!) It’s already hard enough going places and doing things with a newborn, but it’s twice as hard when you live so freaking far from everything. I miss Target. And Chipotle. And not having to drive 30 minutes just to go to a decent grocery store. It’s a cute town and all, but it’s just not for me. Only 1.5-2 more years to go…
- Enough whining. One perk of living in this tiny town is that Kyle felt obligated to set up a home gym since there aren’t any close by. We got an elliptical and an Olympic weight lifting set. You can guess which one is for me.
- I have already lost all but 5 lbs I gained while pregnant, and that is awesome and all, but I would do ANYTHING to have my pre-pregnancy boobs. I cannot fit these milk jugs into any of my old clothes. I take back every single wish I ever had for a bigger boobs and I apologize to all the people whose cup size I ever envied. The struggle is real.
- Yeah, I know it’s August, but we already got a Halloween costume for Mini Mayfield. She’s going as… Minnie Mayfield. So appropriate. And adorable.
- My parents are coming to visit tomorrow! My dad will get to meet Reese for the first time and I’m so flipping excited.
Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is the way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.
Make the Ordinary Come Alive, William Martin (via monkeychow
After talking about it for the past few months, Kyle and I decided to cut the cord on cable tv and just rely on Amazon Prime Instant Video, Netflix, and Hulu+. Immediately after he took our DVR box back, I realized we have no way to watch Jeopardy or Wheel of Fortune. Guess we’ll be ordering an antenna now…