Groove Book


I was watching TV the other night and saw something called Groove Book. It’s an app where you can order a book of up to 100 pictures directly from your phone for $2.99 INCLUDING shipping. Being a mom this is perfect for me. I have 1200+ pictures on my phone so I will be ordering a lot more. The other cool thing is you can have books sent directly to friends and family for $2.99 each. As a thank you to my blog readers Groove Book has given me a promotional code for you to use to get your first book FREE! GET YOURS TODAY!!!

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#BikiniReadyLifestyle

 

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I received a sample pack of Bikini Ready Energy Gummies ( http://www.bikinireadylifestyle.com/?product=energy-gummies-2 ) in my VitaVoxBox from Influenster. Being a breastfeeding mom I couldn’t actually use them so I gave them to a friend and “interviewed her”.

She started off by saying the sample packet was a bit too small. She would have rather had the fully recommended dose. They gave her a boost of energy like a cup of coffee. There was no “crash feeling” when the gummies wore off.  Taste wise they had a more “medicine” taste rather than a fruity taste. She said it was nothing she couldn’t handle. All in all she said she’s going to buy some. “If two of them made me feel like I drank a cup of coffee I wonder what the full dose will make me feel like.” ~ Emily

So give them a try they may just give you the boost that you need.

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I WAS CHEATED!!!

Before I start I warn you there might be a few naughty words in this post. THAT being said lets get started…

I was told by multiple people while I was pregnant to get Damon to sign the Declaration of Paternity after Kennady was born. I was told that it would help with child support whenever I got around to filing. It would cut out the extra hearings (and money) of having to drag my daughter for a useless DNA test. That the declaration of paternity was pretty set in stone. Well THEY LIED! At least in California. I was informed a couple days ago that the judge will probably order a DNA test due to Kennady being less than 3 years old.

So WAIT A DAMN MINUTE… You’re telling me that I didn’t have to deal with this jack-hole after I gave birth?! This man partly ruined my postpartum hospital experience. This “man” came into my room without knocking or being invited inside. He came in bitching about some woman named Wendy. When I was finally able to get a word in I started to explain WHY I had an emergency c-section. Mind you he hadn’t asked about ANY of that! So I started to explain and he says “Let me stop you”. He then starts telling me about how his ex had the same thing happen with their son who passed away and WHY did I get the good medical care and she didn’t?! As if Kennady and I shouldn’t have gotten the quality care that we did. He just went on and on about it. DUDE you’re telling a woman who was just cut open and has a sick baby in the NICU that she shouldn’t have gotten quality care because your ex didn’t? It upset me. It upset me to no end and I now find out that the sheet of people he signed means nothing?!?!?!  You mean to tell me that I didn’t have to go through that? You mean I didn’t have to embarrass myself by explaining to the NICU staff WHY he wasn’t banded and not there for the delivery just to have him NOT show up for his Sunday visit with my daughter? I sat there on Sunday and told visitors to stay home because he was coming to see Kennady. I spent all day ALONE in my room. You mean I didn’t have to have my best friend upset and literally run OUT of my room because he was being such a jerk? You mean I could have had ONLY positive people around me postpartum? I feel cheated. I feel VERY cheated. The happiest time of my life was made to be hurtful and hellish.  IT’S NOT FAIR! Yes I lived through it and YES I’ll get the hell over it but I still just think it’s not fair. WHY have the papers if they mean nothing? This so called man was so horrible that the nurses called my room asking if I wanted them to call security to make him leave. The birth certificate lady even asked if I wanted her to call security and have him removed.

The moral of the story is if you live in California and have a bad break up that sheet of paper means shit. Actually no that’s a lie the moral of the story is do not let ANYONE ruin any experience for you. They can only ruin it if you let them. I allowed him to ruin my postpartum experience because I thought I “needed” that piece of paper signed. The first time someone offered to call security I should have said yes, even if the paper hadn’t been signed.

 

FU

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Pimped her ride

 

I have always had a love for Bugaboo strollers. YES they are a bit costly but in my opinion totally worth it. I got a gently loved Bugaboo from a consignment shop so I didn’t pay full price but it was still up there which is ok with me. It was originally brown and black which is great but I’m kind of an over the top girlie type and until my daughter can pay for her own clothes or at least dress herself she will be over the top too. I got on Etsy.com which is where too much of my money tends to go and found a ton of cute fabric choices for my dear Bugaboo. I narrowed it down to three different choices. I sent all three choices to a couple of my gay male friends who are all about fashion and below is the final choice and I LOVE IT!!

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Gymboree

 

I was looking through some packets I got from a few local stores. I saw an ad for Gymboree in one of them. It said they offer one free class to try out to see if you like it. I thought hey why not. I did the easy sign up online. A few days before a VERY happy lady named Lindie called me to verify our class. She said just bring a pair of socks and a blanket. I said ok. Class day came and we made the 30 minute drive. We walk in and Miss Lindsie was there to greet us. She was sooooo nice. We went in and picked a mat on the floor. Lindie got my mom a chair since she can’t get on the floor because of her bad knee. We sang songs , had tummy time and blew bubbles. Kennady seemed to really like it. After class of course was “the sale”. Two classes a week for $65 a month which also includes unlimited open play gym. Of COURSE I signed up. This is the only time I really get to see other mommies of babies Kennady’s age. I’ve met some wonderful moms and dads.  Kennady loves the other babies and to a point I think she likes to show off. She sits up all by herself when she’s there. We get home and she just tips over. It’s pretty funny. God I love this girl.

 

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