Womp, womp, womp…If you read my earlier post I decided to join the bandwagon and try out Jessica Alba’s products from the Honest Company on my daughter. Only I think I might’ve gotten a bit too excited because things didn’t pan out. Here’s a week’s rundown of my experience:
You know how you spend time looking for the best toys for your baby and you’re surprised at the reviews because they couldn’t possibly live up to the hype? Well, these did, and they do! Here’s a short selection of some of my daughter’s favourite toys.
There are two things I love: free stuf and sales! Well I’ve got a freebie! Mums grab your laptops, ipads, tablets and computers…I’ve decided to jump on the band wagon and try Jessica Alba’s products from the Honest Company.
1. A shower is a life saver, don’t take it for granted.
2. I can survive on less than 4 hours of sleep, I bow down to naps.
I’ll admit that my shopaholic ways have started to extend into my daughter’s wardrobe. I can’t go through a mall without picking up something for my her and my wallet is starting to stare at me with a blank look-you have no money fool! 😛
I couldn’t think of a better title for this post (thanks, Kathryn Stockett! :D) But this post has nothing to do with the book per se, except of course for the subject matter.
I’m four and a half months into motherhood and I’ve been thinking about and have gained a new appreciation for the help, i.e. houseboys, housegirls, garden boys, a.k.a. servants.
It doesn’t take getting pregnant for me to appreciate my mum. I always have, often quietly, thinking about how she put up with me, let alone my two older siblings.