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Better Things.

Last week, Sedric was flipping through show options on the TV, (I want to say he was using Sling or Netflix; something with endless options since we don't have cable) and started playing a show. I was half-working-half-paying-attention for the first few minutes, and it caught my attention, so I stopped what I was doing and started to watch. We got through a few more minutes and I suddenly realized this was the show Better Things; the show that I was about to do a blog campaign for. You guys.


I like to keep things super transparent here, so I won't shy away from sharing that some posts are sponsored. Thankfully I have never worked with a brand that I didn't 100% enjoy, but this has never happened before! I probably sound crazy, but this is like a blogger's dream. I loved the show and I was about to write about it! Okay, moving on.

A little bit about what I love about this show...

Sam doesn't seem to be faking it. She's a single mother of three, and seems to staying true to herself. I mean, I haven't seen her character's Instagram feed or anything, but I'm going to assume that none of her photos are staged.

There is a scene where she is pushing her shopping cart through a store that I will pretend is Target so that I can relate, and she stops on the pillow aisle. She gently feels a pillow as she walks, and then grabs one off of the shelf. She then screams into the pillow right in the middle of the store. If I ever see anyone do this in real life, they will become my new BFF. Seriously, watch THIS clip.

She's hard working. She seems to be pushing herself like crazy to make ends meet because her ex isn't helping out, and as I watch her hustling, I'm like, "Yes. Girl. I feel you."

She's exhausted. I mean we are all exhausted. But there aren't very many shows that are showing the exhausted side of motherhood. We are all so tired. So so tired.

There are so many things I love about this show, but I basically feel like I'm writing out the full script as I share them.

Watch the first episode HERE and tell me what you think. Or go scream into a pillow at Target so that I can find you and befriend you, and then we can both talk about Better Things together.

Rocky, 17 months old.

I'm not even going to talk about the fact that it's been a month since my last post.

Rocky has been vocalizing! He started on 9/9/16, and has consistently said, "babababa" and "mamababamaba" ever since. Sometimes it sounds like he even says, "mama". Loving it! Hoping for more sounds, but know that each milestone will come at his own pace, and I'm cherishing every single one.

Other than vocalizing, he still really loves the game peek-a-boo, and can sit up on his knees for longer periods of time now. He will venture into other rooms of the house now, too, (at a very slow pace) and loves exploring.

My precious guy. I can't believe how quickly he's growing.

Saving his Cuddle + Kind bunny forever to recreate the sweetest little cuddles one day.

The last photo is a game of peek-a-boo. At home.

Life is so sweet right now.

Thankful for a good month.

Rocky, 16 months old.

Rocky has taught me so much over the past sixteen months. We knew that having a fourth baby would change our family, but obviously didn't anticipate his diagnosis of Tuberous Sclerosis. I almost feel foolish knowing that I had wished away moments in the past. That I had wasted time. That I thought I was cherishing each day, but really truly wasn't. I'm sure that I sound like a broken record by now, but it's true. I was never living as simply or as intentionally as I had thought.

Looking back on my Instagram account even, everything was so fussed with. I had elaborate birthday parties for the kids, I never posted photos of myself with the kids if I didn't like how I looked in them. I had constant room makeovers to blog about or share; just trying to keep up with the latest trends. I posted selfies with really pointless quotes under them. Goodness, so much wasted time. I'm so thankful that Rocky has shown me what truly matters in life. Of course, that doesn't mean that I'm only showcasing incredible things and that my life is more meaningful now, I just mean that I appreciate the really small things now. Like, the really really small things. I live each day with intent. There is no "next time" or "one day". I have now. That's it.

Tiny baby grins used to be taken for granted, and now I know that they are to be treasured. Toddler babbling was sometimes hushed in the past, and I'd give my left arm for Rocky to babble. First steps made me panic over babyproofing and cleanliness, when I should have taken more videos of those little toddling legs. Really, everything I used to complain about or stress over should have been enjoyed and appreciated.

I love that he has slowed me down. That I allow him to nap on me instead of a bed every chance I get. That I enjoy making his meals and putting thought into every ingredient. That I focus on putting him in clothing that is either 100% organic or made by small shops (or both!). That bedtime is only a word and not a routine. That I thank him for every.single.smile. because I know that some days he may not smile at all. That every time he looks into my eyes, I make sure to tell him that he is loved.

Living in the moment allows us to appreciate everything that as parents, we once overlooked. Even the tiniest of details, like making sure that his clothing is as soft as possible against his skin, is taken into consideration now. (Burt's Bees Baby is one of my favorite brands right now since we can focus on nurturing him naturally. Their organic cotton clothing line is so cozy, and really makes those baby and toddler snuggles extra special.) Soak up those cuddles every chance you get. I know that we sure do.

I'll be cherishing these little outfits for years to come knowing that his sixteen month photos were taken in them. I love knowing that he tries so hard to reach new goals and milestones right now, and that I have the photos to look back on. Watching him learn and explore is our daily gift.

Life is so beautiful if you peel back all of the chaos and take it for what it is. Life is really truly all about love.