Book Review - Hot Mom to be Handbook

Yay! Yay! Yay! Baby on the way. As most of you may have recently found out, I am expecting my first child and couldn't be happier (minus the nausea, not being able to get comfortable in bed at all and the extreme fatigue).

Just like everything else in my life, I do research on everything. I don't know how to be a mom. I don't even know how to be pregnant, so I hit the books. The first pregnancy book I picked up was The Hot Mom to be Handbook by Jessica Denay. It was the perfect first read I may add. This book doesn't give you the health class definition of what pregnancy and child birth are gonna be like, but outlines everything you'll need to prepare yourself, your partner and your home for the little one. It's a great resource for things you may need, things you think you need, but will never use and adjusting to your body's transition over the next few months. It was just the read I needed. It gave you tips on preparing your finances for your maternity leave (bills still need to get paid), informing your employer, and keeping your sex life spicy (after all, that is how I got here). It's also a great resource for green alternatives for the Eco friendly mama like myself. Also, you'd be amazed at how many things you're allowed to get away with now that you're pregnant!

This book was exactly what I needed to get in the mindset that I'm going to be a mother and it isn't that scary. My little blessing still has a long way to go before arriving, but now I feel a lot more prepared.

I would definitely recommend to any first time mother, or even am OG mama who wants a fresh pair of eyes for the next little nugget. Either way, it's a great guide to help you feel like your sexy, happy normal self, with a few extra pounds on you.

The Depressing World of Adult Friendships

Hello, folks. Sorry I haven't been on here in awhile. With my great grandmother passing and every thing else going on in my life, I've definitely neglected my blog, and for that, I apologize.

I do want to take a few moments to speak about my Grandma Bay.

If I had to use one word to describe my grandmother, I would say vibrant. To the day she died, she was the most vibrant person everyday. She was always all the way turned up, but in a good way. It wasn't possible to be blue around her. She would say or do something crazy that would lighten up your soul. Her personality was infectious. She lived 100 beautiful, long years and I thank god for everyone of those days I got to share with her.

All these changes in my life have had me thinking a lot about the people I surround myself with. I try not to ever get mad about friendships growing apart. People change and sometimes the ones you surround yourself with have to change also. It's not a bad thing, it's called growing up.

I'm finding myself in a moment in life where I'm realizing I have no close friends. The people I thought were close have no clue what's going on in my life, nor do I think they really care. I know this may sound bad and I'm honestly not sure if I'm at fault or they are. I've always felt like since the breakup of me and my ex, none of my friends have wanted to have anything to do with me. I've felt like they thought less of me and the decisions I've made. I felt judged and like no one really took my side. Even hanging out with them since, I honestly felt uncomfortable around them. Like everyone is just whispering behind my back. It may be all in my head, or this may be how they honestly feel about me, but because I've had this feeling, I've just kept my distance. The thing that they don't understand is, I'm happy. I'm where I want to be. I could have spent the rest of my life miserable, pretending to be this Martha Stewart housewife, and developing a prescription pill and wine problem in my late 30s (that was where I saw my future). I may not have made my decision under the best circumstances, but it was my decision to make, and one I'm happy with.

If it was the other way around, I would never judge my friends. As long as they were still the same old person I've always loved, I wouldn't care how they got to their happy ending, as long as they got there.

Like I said, all this may be in my head, but nothing has ever made me think otherwise. The hard part is all the exciting things happening in my life the next few months, I do have any close friends to run and share it with. It's depressing. I use to feel like I was surrounded by so much love in my life, and now I'm facing the world alone.

I want to spend the next few months making myself a better person, which in turn I hope will make me a better friend. If its to old friends or new, it doesn't matter, I'm just ready to have that bond again.