The Ant Plague

We seem to have an infestation of ants in our home and I'm just going to take this post to complain a little. I HATE ANTS. We started out slowly trying to get rid of them, not really declaring war quite yet. We put out one of those little traps where they eat the poison then take it back to their colony. That worked for a cool minute. They started showing up in different places. Every place they showed up was close to a sink which I figured meant they were looking for water due to this heat wave. They were making me so mad and upset because even though my kitchen was clean I still had those nasty things crawling around. 

Well yesterday we put out two more traps in different spots which has significantly dropped the population a bit. However, like idiots, we didn't take out the trash yesterday so lots of them went there instead of the traps girrrr! They were getting into a cupboard that oddly I don't put any food in, but I soon realized I had a sugar scrub that I made a few months ago in containers in there. Gosh I hate them. 

This morning I declared war, with all purpose cleaner. It kills them and it won't hurt us like ant spray would.I used the rest of the bottle shooting them with my spray gun. I killed so many of them. And the whole time I was talking to them like "I don't want to do this but I have to and you know what I'm going to enjoy it because you are ruining my life!" I swear these ants are making me crazy. If more come I'm going to seek professional help, for the ants NOT me hahaha. I just feel so good to finally get a little control over the situation. Que environmentalists being upset over the death of thousands of ants-

Many ants were harmed in the making of this blog post*

My ant rant is now over, thanks for reading this seemingly silly post.

How breastfeeding helped not only my baby but helped me ...

The first few weeks being a mother has been hard. It's a big shock that is impossible to explain until you experience it.

Everything has gotten so much easier lately. We have adjusted to our new normal and now that Jetson is a bit older and we take him out with us we live life a bit more like we used to.

But the first couple weeks were a whirlwind of crazy and I hardly even left my house! If I posted my internet history you would see a million searches a day on all the mom websites. Is this normal? Is that okay? Or even looking at pictures of other infants poop to find out if my babies poop is supposed to be bright orange!

I've made thousands of calls to my mom asking what I should do in certain situations. Questions like, should I take my baby out to go visit friends? Should I keep him home? Whats better? Me going crazy being at home for weeks straight or Jetson getting exposed to a bit of germs?

All these questions filled my brain along with the ongoing question...why can't you just trust yourself as a mother? 

I started to ponder that...and tried and tried to understand why I couldn't trust my instincts. 

I definitely had some sort of post partum sadness. The first two weeks I was kind of a mess emotionally. I had to watch my guilty pleasure TV show, Modern Family because it made me laugh and if even the slightest sad comercial came on I was a mess. Hormones were flying everywhere.

I wasn't fully comfortable breastfeeding yet, I was always having to fix his latch or use a breastsheild. Finally after fives days passed being home, I decided to stop using the breastsheild. I would just constantly help him re-latch. By the end of the day he was nursing like a pro! 

It isn't until now that I realize, that is why and that is when things started to get better. That is when I realized, my body knows exactly what this baby needs, how much and when. That being said, why shouldn't I trust myself? My body is programmed for this and my mind and heart can be too with enough confidence. 

Breastfeeding has saved me from the emotional stress I had post partum. I'm so thankful Heavenly Father blessed me with the ability to feed and help my baby/future babies thrive! The body is a magnificent thing and how great and generous is our God for giving us such a gift. 

Not to say I don't still call my mom with the occasional worry or take to the google-mom community with my questions- I do. But now I can believe that most of the choices I make will be right and making minor mistakes are not the end of the world. I'm so thankful for this knowledge and for the love of the savior who comforts me in my most vulnerable states.