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Cutie Pea Diapers & Wipes Review

The last few months, Warren has been so sensitive to every diaper. Even brands I used in the past he just had a constant rash. So I would try to let him just air out, tried different creams and even tried all natural diapers. I was religious about using Honest with Ellie because she had a reaction to every other brand. So I tried it for Warren and it made his rash worse.

I stumbled across a brand that uses Bamboo in their diapers and wipes. Cutie Pea makes Eco hypoallergenic diapers and wipes. I immediately had to try them because nothing else was working.

Game changer. Seriously. After a week of using the diapers and wipes he hasn’t had a rash since!

And let me tell you these diapers are SO soft and so absorbent! I find that we don’t go through them as fast as other brands.

I never knew I would care so much about something as simple as a diaper. But when it comes to my babies, I’m very cautious of everything. I stay away from products that have added chemicals and fragrances. I have always found anything with those to be irritating to my babies’ delicate skin.

Cutie Pea is dedicated to making diapers and wipes that are not only safe for your baby but also durable while being so soft and comfortable.

My Struggle with PTSD

May is Mental Health Awareness Month.

Which is something that hits me close to home. Years before I even had kids I struggled with anxiety. I knew my triggers and I learned how to control it. Of course it would sometimes get the best of me but I knew what to do to calm down.

Even after my first, I don’t feel like my anxiety took over. I would have the blues here and there and the constant worrying but everything I dealt with I felt was normal.

But then came my second. His birth was amazing compared to my first. With my first I had to be induced, had IV pain meds, and then eventually had an epidural. I was in labor for 28 hours and I pushed for 3 hours…it was a lot but I soon forgot everything the moment I met my baby girl. When I got pregnant again I knew I wanted my birth to be different. I prayed I would go into labor on my own and that I would do it without any meds. Well God answered both those prayers. My second labor and delivery was amazing. I won’t lie that it was in fact the most painful thing I have ever done. But it was exactly what I wanted.

However, that all changed two hours after I gave birth.

After I had my son I wasn’t feeling good and felt very weak. But I just figured I was beyond exhausted from not sleeping for over 24 hours. I was in newborn bliss holding my son and having skin to skin time when my nurse came to check on me and pressed on my stomach. She noticed right away something wasn’t right. I started to bleed too much. She changed out the pad but I filled it up with so much blood in a matter of minutes. She pressed on my uterus again and baseball size clots started coming out of me. Caleb was standing next to me the whole time this was happening and before I knew it a whole bunch of nurses filled the room and they handed Warren to Caleb and pushed him away. After they took Warren away everything got blurry. Everyone kept asking me if I felt okay or if I felt like I was going to pass out. I said I was fine. I lied. I felt horrible and was in and out of it but I was terrified. I was so scared to close my eyes because I was afraid I would never wake up. I just kept myself awake and focused on my sweet baby boy and my little family. I prayed and prayed that God would help me through so I would live. I was beyond terrified thinking I was losing my life. That my babies would grow up without me. My thoughts that ran through my mind, haunt me to this day.

I really can’t remember the time frame of anything at that point. I was given a medication to stop the bleeding but they told me it might not help so they prepped me for emergency surgery. Well nothing can explain what happened next expect that God took over and I stopped bleeding excessively. Finally things started to calm down but I was in the biggest daze and I don’t remember much after that. I know we had very close family and friends visit but Caleb called and texted people who wanted to come visit to tell them we were no longer feeling up to visitors because I needed time. We were allowed to go home the next day but I was put on strict bed rest for two weeks because I was at high risk for hemorrhaging again. A week postpartum I was feeling really good and barely bleeding so we ventured out to Target as a family of 4. I noticed while we were there I started to bleed, a lot. So we left and when we got home I noticed I was clotting again. I panicked. I called my doctor and they said to go lie down and if I fill two more pads in the next hour or so to go straight to the ER. I was terrified. I remember lying in my bed crying and overwhelmed. I felt like it was never going to stop. Thankfully it did.

After all of that I never felt quite right. My doctor diagnosed me with postpartum anxiety and depression. But it wasn’t until later that she said I’m most likely suffering from PTSD. Which I never thought something like that could happen. But it makes sense. I was completely traumatized and it’s going to take time to heal from that. When I was pregnant with Warren, one of my biggest fear was hemorrhaging for some reason, and when it happened it just sent me through a whole new wave of emotions. It is something that I know will get better but anytime anyone ever asks me if we are having another baby, my heart starts to race and I feel the anxiety building up. I will be honest I would absolutely love to have another baby but going through what I went through makes me not. My midwife said it might not happen again but it also could happen and if it did, it could be worse.

So for now I’m just focusing on my two sweet babies and doing everything I can to be the best mom for them.


Little Spoon

  Introducing baby to foods is such a fun time. It’s one of my favorites because you get to let your baby discover new flavors and textures, it’s a whole new world for them. Not to mention all the cute faces they make when they try new foods.

I have always felt that the first foods a baby tries sets up their tastesbuds for years to come. We waited until Warren was 6 months before starting any foods and for the signs. Baby’s signs they’re ready for food are they’re interested in what you’re eating, can sit up, and their tongue reflex has disappeared(instead of pushing out foods they keep it in their mouth).

I definitely prefer foods that are all natural and organic. But I’m not a mom who does baby led weaning this early. Honestly, it scares me. I know babies need to learn how to chew but this early on my fear of choking is at an all time high. So I stick with purées and add textures to those. Typically I mash up foods for Warren because I’m not into buying baby food jars since most of them are highly processed. I do buy some pouches here and there because the ingredients to me aren’t as processed. But I was in search of baby food that was not only convenient but all organic. So I was so excited to try LittleSpoon for Warren. Their company is everything I look for in baby food. They have about 80 all organic ingredients that they use in their blends. They’re dedicated to baby’s growth and development, and each blend is crafted to be full of nutrition. And the best part? It’s delivered right to your door!

Warren is already a picky eater but every container he has loved! I love it because it just seems so fresh and like homemade baby food. I do love there is a variety of textures to help baby learn to chew and discover new textures.

Big sissy loves to help feed him and I love that each container comes with a spoon. It’s so important that babies learn to eat with utensils!

The Last Time



When you have a baby, you always look forward to those first moments. Their first smile, first giggle, first tooth, first steps, etc. Those are such special moments and they seem to happen so fast and before you know it you’re looking forward to the next “first.”

But what about the “last moments?” To me, those moments are even more special but also so hard because you never really know when the “last moment” is, until it has already happened. 

Like, the last time you will feel those little kicks in your belly or those tiny hiccups. Because before you know it those tiny little kicks become pitter patter footsteps that you’ll hear running through the house. 

The last time you and your whole family anticipates the news on whether it’s a girl or boy. 

The last time you’ll feel swollen everywhere and can’t seem to catch your breath. 

The last time you’ll anxiously await the arrival of your sweet baby. And the last time you will hold your newborn and take in that fresh newborn baby smell because one day they won’t have that smell and you never know when it will happen, it just does. 

The last time you rock your baby to sleep while softly singing their favorite lullaby. And suddenly you’re kissing them goodnight as they get into into their bed and go to sleep, all by their self. 

The last time they’ll wear a tiny newborn outfit, and before you know it. They’re getting dressed all by themselves. 

The last time you’ll feed your baby, because in a blink they’ll say “I can do it myself.” 

The last time they babble to communicate, and all of the sudden are talking in full sentences. 

The last time a teeny tiny little hand holds yours for help to walk, one day let’s go because you have given them the courage to let go and can now walk on their own. 

The last time you look at your baby, and your baby is no longer a baby anymore but a kid. They lost their baby look. 

One thing is for sure, those last moments will be sweet memories as well. And those moments teach us as parents to enjoy every moment we have with our children. 

I may not have older kids as mine are still little but going from the baby phase to toddler, there has already been so many last moments. When I look at my daughter, I no longer see a baby but a little girl. And I know one day I’m going to look at her and she will be a teenager and then I’ll blink and she’ll be an adult. 

So don’t blink too fast. Don’t rush through phases, even if it’s a hard phase. 

Let them be little, say yes more and hold them until they decide to let go. 

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