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This is mom brain.

I spent the majority of yesterday tearing my house apart in search of the Moo Cup. What’s the Moo Cup, you ask? It’s my little’s milk cup, and it’s got a cute black and white cow pattern all over it, earning itself the adorable ‘Moo Cup’ name. Well, as I went to reach for his Moo Cup yesterday morning, I realized it was missing. THE HORROR. I distinctly remember handing it over to him the day prior as he crunched on oat cereal o’s in his teepee.

I scrambled. Searching all the typical places. Followed by the not so typical places. Every toy box, in every cabinet, under every pillow cushion. It was gone.

My little was totally fine enjoying his milk from another non Moo Cup BUT I was preparing myself for what was to ensue. I was either going to start smelling it when it was gross and moldy OR my little was going to find it before I did and attempt to drink out of it.


I wasn’t having scenario number two. Time to find this thing.

I even resorted to asking him, my one and a half year old, if he remembered where he left his Moo Cup. When his eyes lit up and he ran out of the room with determination in his step. I thought to myself, “Oh my gosh! He knows! He knows where it is!” He returned with the most proud look on his face and handed over a miniature cow from his Little People Farm.

I melted. Super proud that he understood that I was looking for something MOO related.

By the evening, I gave up. “That’s it,” I thought to myself, “he’s going to find it before I do.”

I reached in the refrigerator for a bottle of water.

The Moo Cup was right there. Staring at me. Filled with cold, delicious, non moldy, organic milk.

This is mom brain.

Tired as a Mother

I’m a work at home mama. I wear leggings most days and I’d be lying if I said my hair wasn’t normally in a messy mom bun. Oh, and I’m habitually tired.

It’s crazy how I truly, honestly, wholeheartedly thought I was tired before I became a mom. I would come from work, drop myself down on the couch (face first), reach for the remote, kick off my shoes, (sometimes not all in this order), and grunt while I reached for the television remote.

I was legitimately tired. Something I’ve recently learned? There’s tired. Then there’s mama tired.

While my pre-motherhood-unaware-of what-holy-crap-i’m-really-tired-self would indulge in some guilty television watching for the next couple of hours before dinner out at a local sushi joint with friends, my new mama tired day would go something like this:

I’m tired. Change diaper. Drink coffee. Run after toddler. Step on toys. Pickup toys. Make breakfast. Feed toddler. Eat whatever’s left. Change toddler’s clothes. Change diaper. Clean. Wash dishes. Storytime. Get snack ready. Diaper. Naptime. Diaper. Clean. Prep Dinner. Diaper. Make lunch. Feed toddler lunch. Diaper. Change toddler’s clothes. Do dishes and eat lunch (or the crust off his PB&J, lets’ get real). Clean. Art play. Diaper. Pool time. Walk. Snack time. Diaper. Make dinner. Feed toddler. Diaper. Eat leftovers at counter. Give toddler bath. Pick stuff out of hair. Pajama time. Bedtime routine. Work (because fun fact most work at home mamas work at night.) Sleep. Wake up tired and smiling because you get to spend the day with the most wonderful person in the world. Your baby. ❤

This is motherhood. This is tired. I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Introducing the new INK Collection!

I am over the moon excited to share the all new INK Collection! You see, I created this bold, modern, minimalist styled collection for my own little and so it’s a bit extra near and dear to my heart. Of course, I couldn’t make this collection complete without throwing in a few mom boss designs in there too. Lots of hand rendering. Lots of silly. Lots of cool. Lots of brand new. I hope y’all love it as much as I do!