I need a blogging mentor.

BTW – thanks for all the kind words and encouragement: here, on Twitter, and emailing me. I really appreciate it. It made me put things into perspective a little more. ((hugs to everyone)) You guys rock, I have the best e-friends. :)
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Seriously. I do. I have no idea what I’m doing. I feel like my blog has no real direction, I am not sure what half the things are on my dashboard – heck, I don’t even know how to work Google Reader. I am frustrated, fed up, and my head hurts. I want so much to be a good blogger, the kind that people enjoy reading about first thing in the morning. I love writing, I love doing this. I like to blog, tweet, surf, and answer emails.

But I am lost on how to fix things that are wrong on my site. I don’t know how to get a general direction of my blog going. Website ranking pages (never, ever look at them unless you have a large tin of cookies and a even larger bottle of wine next to you) are telling me that I need to link, to share, to fix – HOW? I don’t know. I want to write, not worry about why my Twitter account doesn’t link up to my blog and that I don’t have Meta tags (what are those?). But part of me realizes I must know this to be successful in any way.

It’s not that I want to be Dooce, by any means, I just want to be good at something I love. And to have other people enjoy it too. I feel like my lack of blogging knowledge is getting in the way of that. I need someone to guide me a little, to help me get focused, and to show me what mistakes I am making. I want to start off on the right foot in blogging world, and I think that doing this early on will be so much easier than months down the road.

As I write this, I wonder if anyone will even respond. I’ll take a chance anyway.

Getting to know you, getting to know all about you…

Haha, it’s been stuck in my head all evening. King and I. Rrrr. Now it’s never going away. Anyway, you asked, I answered. Please to enjoy:

Don’t miss my Featured Blogger today, Tiffany from Feels Like Home who did an incredible interview and included pics! She promised she would guest post so hopefully next week you’ll get another dose of her awesomeness.

Questions from some readers:

1. What is the one thing you would add to your life if you could add anything. You know, if money, time, education, etc. was no object, what would you say “Yes. I’ll take that in my day, too.”
Unlimited ability to travel. I loved seeing other parts of the world, how different cultures live. It blows my mind to think there are billions of lives being lived right now that I know nothing about, or have gotten a very small glimpse into. Just because I leave doesn’t mean they stop. I would love to just be able to pack up and go – to help in third world countries and to visit any place that came to mind.

2. Since you have a daughter I want to know how you’ll deal with her wanting birth control/condoms…when she’s in high school. What will you do? How will you approach that subject?
I asked Sam this first. The look on his face was a mix of horror and shock. I guess he figured we’d never go down that road. :) I’d like to think that we’d do a good enough job of raising Bella that she would know in high school that sex isn’t a great choice. In a perfect world, I’d love for her to wait until she’s married. However, I’m pretty realistic. I wouldn’t be happy about her asking, but I think my reaction would depend on the situation. I’d rather help her make a responsible choice than to go through a life changing pregnancy and having a child that young.

3. Did you stress out about choosing Bella’s name or was it easy? And how did you come up with the name you did?
It was fairly simple – I’ve always loved the name Bella and used to name all of my “main character” Barbies. Sam is pretty laid back and he liked it too. Besides that, he’s Italian and it means “beautiful” so it fit with his family background as well. There was a point where I thought about changing it, but as soon as we knew we were having a girl, Bella it was.

4. What’s your favorite band/singer?
Ok, here’s the thing. In my car, I can still happily rock out to Britney and the Spice Girls. However, I really, really love Andrea Bocelli, the blind Italian singer. Something about his voice gives me goosebumps. And Kelly Clarkson. I know it wasn’t just one, but those are hard to pick!

5. What’s your favorite thing to do for “mommy time?”
Ah mommy time. I’m sorry, what’s that again? :) Really, I love to blog. I like to take time to write, tweet, and read posts on my faves. I also like to read a good biography at night when Bella is asleep.

6.Name any place in the world you would like to visit. Would you take your princess with you or just you and the man!?
Oh, I would love to go to Italy. I’ve always wanted to. I also would like to go back to India again. But that’s another (coming soon) post.

 7. Tell us about your best friend. Hubby? Friend??
Guy – my husband. Since high school. He’s been my rock, my crush, and my partner through it all.
Girl – My bestie that lives about 2 1/2 hours away from me. We have a cool story – we met in 1st grade, and lived down the road from each other in New Jersey – where I was born. Yep, I’m an East Coast girl. I lived there for 3 years and she was my best friend, then my family moved. I didn’t see her again for 16 years. Suddenly one day she contacted my family and said her and her husband had moved to a city north of us and wanted to come visit. I remember waiting in church to see her again, I was so nervous. One of the last times I had ever seen her was when I was 8 – in church together. We ended up being pregnant at the same time together – just a few weeks apart. I wish we lived closer but for now we make do with visits about once a month.

8. What is your favorite time of day?

Dusk. I love when the sunsets here – we live at the base of a mountain so it’s breathtaking to watch everything get still and hazy, and the clouds look like they burst into flames.

9. And what do you love most about being a mom?
I love the freedom to raise my child how I want, and to love Bella with my whole heart. When I was a nanny, I really loved the kids I cared for with my long term families, but part of me always knew I was leaving. It was hard to get totally attached.
  
10. How many more children do you want, and when would you like to have them??
I’d like 2 more of my own, and 1-2 more adopted. I’ve always wanted to adopt, we actually were on the verge of paying a company to help us when we got pregnant with Bella. We knew we could have kids, we just wanted to adopt first. I’d like to space my next one about 18 months to 2 years until we try again. I really don’t think I can do two under 2. But two under 2 1/2 or 3 would be fine. :)

11. Is it something you will plan in advance, or will you just let it happen??
I’m a planner. We waited 6 years on purpose to start trying with Bella. Unless the good Lord sees fit for me to have another any sooner (and make an unhappy customer lol), it’ll be next summer or fall before we even talk about trying again.

12. Why is your blog called Hormonal Imbalances? How did you come up with it???
I started this while I was pregnant, and I heard so much about your hormones being out of whack that it just hit me to call it Hormonal Imbalances. I’m sad that I deleted my pregnancy posts though, at the time I just wanted to start this fresh but it would have been fun to look back on now.

13. What is one thing that we would be SHOCKED to know about you?
This one made me think for days. I have thought about it constantly. Because you used all caps, it made it even more important that this be a like an earth shattering announcement. So here it is – lose me followers as it may. But try to hear me out – *sigh* I hate ice cream. Mostly vanilla, but pretty much any kind I’m just not a fan of.

14. What is your greatest strength (in any aspect of your life)?
Probably my practicality. It also can be one of my weaknesses. It comes in the form of being realistic, being sarcastic, and dealing with things the way they are. I can’t see things through rose colored glasses. It saves me a lot of heartache and stress, but it can also be a bit of a downer for others who really do see the glass half full all the time. Really positive people annoy me. There’s a time and a place for that – like your wedding or when you find an abandoned kitty and take it home.

15. I know Bella has a lovey, the monkey bat thing. But did you when you were a kid? Do you still have it?
Oh my. Ok. Yes. I have D-Duck. I’ve had it since before I was born. It’s been resewed (I used to rub it against my nose and suck my thumb to go to sleep) repainted (I wore the paint off the eyeballs) and sent across the country (I left it at a hotel and basically went into a coma until I had it back). And funny thing – he’s actually a chicken. I guess when I named him I didn’t care.
16. What are you afraid of, and is there a reason why? Have you ever done anything to try to overcome it??
I’m afraid of spiders, and the drains in pools, tubs, sinks – you name it. If it has an (underwater) drain, I’m not getting near it. To this day I can’t even think about getting in a pool with a drain. It stems from me watching a Ghostbusters show when I was little and an octopus came out of the drain. That was it for me! I’ve never done anything to try to overcome it because I know that means I have to get close to a spider or drain.

17. So I’m curious – if you could be any blogger(s) for a day, who would it/they be?
Oh, this one made me think. Because there could be any number of reasons I’d be someone. One of them would be Law Momma, because I always wanted to be a lawyer. So it would be fun to walk in her (very nice) shoes for a day. I’d also clean her house up real nice so when she was back to being her, she’d be all, “Sweet, I was amazing yesterday!” Another would be Metta, so I could peek in her life, steal all her good ideas (since I’d have her brain and all) and give her adorable daughter Abby a squeeze.

18. If you could be any real life person for a day, who would it be?
Angelina Jolie because -
         – Brad Pitt
         – World Traveler
         – Millionare
         – Brad Pitt
‘Nuff said.

19. If you could only read one blog other than your own for the rest of time, which would it be and why?
This was a loaded question because I know so many bloggers on a personal level and didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. I love a lot of blogs. But I think everyone will agree if they know about this one – Nolan’s Story with Ashley.

I really want to find out what happens in their life. If they try again for a baby, how she takes Nolan’s little life and uses his story for an even greater purpose. It was one of my first blogs I was hooked on, and they are always in my thoughts.

Thanks for everyone who asked, I really loved answering all these! Feel free to take this idea and run with it on your blogs – let me know and I’ll be sure to stop by and ask one about you.

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Remember – check out my Featured Blogger Tiffany. If you’re interested in being it one Friday, email me!

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What do I keep a dirty diaper in?

Thirsties Pail Liners

Ever wonder what you do with a dirty cloth diaper? I mean, where does it go? Obviously not in the trash, so is there a place to store them until wash day?
I bought a plastic trash can to keep them in, but to make it even easier, you need a diaper pail liner.

Thirsties Diaper Pail Liner is a nylon bag with a drawstring that you put inside your diaper pail.

Measures:

28″ x 28″ x 9″

Thirsties® Diaper Pail Liner is made from coated nylon with drawstring closure to keep messes and moisture sealed within. Designed to fit a standard 52-quart garbage pail available at your local department store. To clean simply toss the duffel in your washer with your diapers. The coated nylon allows your diapers to slip out into your washer with ease so your hands stay clean at laundry time. We recommend purchasing at least two of these to have in rotation.

Machine wash warm or hot. You may dry in dryer but hang drying is best.

Made in the USA.

http://www.thirstiesbaby.com/liner.htm

But what about on the go? Where do you put them then?

Thirsties Duffle

Thirsties Duffle is a nylon bag with a drawstring meant to hold dirty diapers in a diaper bag or car.

Measures:

Empty & Folded: 4″ x 4″ x 1/2″

Fully Expanded: 7.5″ x 12″ x 6″

Now you can rack up even more savings by taking your cloth diapers on the go! The compact design of Thirsties® Diaper Duffel allows you to tuck this handy tote in your pocket or diaper bag for when you and baby are out and about. Made from coated nylon with drawstring closure to keep messes and moisture sealed within. Thirsties® Diaper Duffel is suitable storage for a full day away from home as it will hold up to six diapers at a time. Once soiled, simply toss the duffel in your washer with your diapers.

Thirsties Diaper Duffel also serves as a great storage solution for wet clothing or swimwear. We recommend purchasing at least two of these to have in rotation.

Machine wash warm or hot. Dry in dryer or hang to dry.

Made in the USA.

http://www.thirstiesbaby.com/duffel.htm

Don’t forget to take our 30 Days of Thirsties Challenge!

::SQUEEEEEEEE::

I am guest posting at the Heir to Blair today. ::HEADEXPLOSION:: Yes. I know. And I had to go change my pants already this morning (stupid Kegels).
I set the nipple shield on fire. Yep. So check me out over there.
Honestly, it feels like Blogging Christmas. Except Santa is Blair. Much hotter. :)
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Truth or Dare?

Truth.

So I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, but being a new blogger it seemed rather silly. I mean, what would there be to ask? How would anyone know what they wanted to know about me?

Worst of all: What if no one asked anything?

I’m putting myself out there. Ask away. I will answer (almost) anything. Almost? Well, here’s the deal. My family, my nanny kids, and my friends all read this blog. So, yeah, there are some things I will never blog about, and will never answer questions about. I believe some things should stay private in a marriage and in a family.

So – no sex. No names. No telling where I live or what my family members do for a living. (disclaimer – sweet if you blog on these things, they are fun to read about. I just am not going to. No judging on this end.)

But you know what? I don’t mind “out there” questions, questions that get a little personal, even questions that raise eyebrows. That’s fine. I’ll even open it to Anonymous, because a few times Anonymous has been really sweet. If it gets weird, there’s always that tiny trashcan in the corner.

Have more than one question? Go for it. I’ll leave this post open for comments until Thursday. Then I’ll answer them Friday. If there are any. ::crosses fingers::  :)

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*BTW – just googled “Truth or Dare” to find a fun picture of girls in a circle laughing – you know – slumber party style with 10 year olds. Bad idea. I must now go wash my eyes out with bleach.*
*I finally found one. Everyone is clothed. There is no beer involved. Or men with rolled up socks. Or spankings. Thanks Google. For being a giant perv.*

A (picture filled) day in my life

I thought I’d write about a day in my life. I know one day I’ll look back at this post and think, “Oh I remember that!” I also have a lot of (real life and internet) people ask what I do all day. I don’t take it as “Do you do anything?” I take it as curiousity as to what fills up my time with an infant. So here’s my days – for the most part.

Typically, the days Sam works, I get up around 9am with Bella. I’m sorry, that sounds as if my child sleeps until 9. I meant to say the “I’m not going back to sleep” screams stop at 9am, when we all roll out of the bed I’ve only dreamed of sleeping in for the past 4 months. I wake up and nurse her, and then she lays on the covers and we play – raspberries, tickles, she coos at our ceiling fan, and I change her. This is interrupted by barfing, over and over until she finally lets out a good burp.
Daddy gets ready for work as I clean the barf of myself and the bed. If we have enough time, he watches her so I can take a shower. Otherwise, I usually get up and start my day when he leaves. Once Bella is dressed, we head out into the living room for her to be on her playmat. I take 10-15 minutes as she grabs and bats at her toys to clean up the kitchen. (This is a must. My day starts with a clean kitchen. End of story.) By this time she is usually ready to nurse again, so I swaddle her, nurse her, burp/catch barf, and put her in her swing. In goes the paci, over goes the little blanket, on goes the music, and the swing starts. Lately she takes about 10 minutes to play with the paci and yell in delight at the mobile above her. She also blows bubbles all over her face. Finally she gets fussy, I put the paci back in, and she passes out.
For this first nap, I start the dishwasher, sort the laundry to be washed, make the bed, sweep the floor, feed the kitties, clean up the living room, and then head off to take a shower. There is a monitor in the bathroom so I can hear if she wakes up.
She usually naps 2-3 hours in the morning. After I’m dressed, I take the rest of her nap time (45 min – an hour) to make some tea, fix breakfast – or lunch at that point – and sit down to check my email, write everyone back, tweet, and try to make rounds on other blogs I follow. I usually get through about 2 posts and comments and she’s up, big smiles from the swing as her eyes focus in on me. She looks like a little pink cocoon in her swaddle when I take her out. Then for some reason, no matter how much she wants to be unswaddled, she cries when I start to, and as soon as her arms are free she throws them back behind her head and arches her back to stretch. It is so cute.
By this time it’s around 1:30/2. I nurse her again, another round of barf which by this time means a change of clothes, and we play for a little while on her changing table. It’s up high so we can be face to face, she loves that and takes advantage of being able to grab a fistful of hair and laugh. I don’t need any more hair loss, so I try to untangle it and give her something else. :)  I’ll put her in the Jumperoo for a while, and she spins things and bangs and barfs, and I sit next to her and usually finish up online, then we play hide and seek. I duck under the Jumperoo and lunge back out with a big smile and she giggles.
After she’s done with that, I take her with me to finish laundry. She goes down for another short nap, and after she wakes up and nurses (yep, and barfs so another clothes change). Then she lays on a blanket for some tummy time and to see if she can flip over yet – almost! – and I fold laundry while she watches.  She rides on my hip as I get dinner ready, and then takes another nap – 1 1/2 – 2 hours. I catch up on phone calls to my family, finish cleaning, and try to start on a blog. Sam comes home around the time she wakes up. Dinner and then Daddy gives her a bath (or as we call it - taking a tub). She’s dried, diapered, swaddled and I take her into our room.
We have a white noise CD that makes a whooshing noise she loves, and I nurse and rock her until she’s just about asleep. Sometimes she’s mad, so she works herself up until she barfs and it blows out the sides of her paci. That’s when I get a little sick inside. Usually she’s pretty good about bedtime. She goes in her pack ‘n play next to my side of the bed, and the monkey bat hybrid goes next to her.
After she’s asleep, I come back out and cuddle with Sam, or if he’s watching the SyFy channel, I blog/email/tweet. ‘Cause I hate SyFy. A lot.
Every once in a while I go in to check on her. Then right before we’re ready for bed, she’ll wake up and we have to do the “rock till she drops” thing again. Then during the night, she’s up every 1-2 hours. I have no idea why. We’re working on it but it’s pretty awful. She doesn’t just wake up; she fusses and cries and screams. Putting in the paci makes her angrier because she knows paci = no boob. But since at this point I’ve just nursed her, I’m trying to get her to learn how to fall asleep without having to be fed everytime.  By 4am I’m so tired I can barely hear her anymore. I just rock her and fall asleep, then jerk awake afraid I dropped her (I’m in bed so she wouldn’t go far but still) and pray very hard as I lay her back down that she will sleep longer than 45 minutes. Sometimes I just won’t go back to bed because it’s worse to be woken up again out of a coma sleep than just to be half awake for the next round.
We have to be doing something wrong for her to be up so often, but I don’t know what. Her daytime routine is pretty set, so why the night is so all over the place is beyond me. She’s never slept more than 2 hours at night for over 2 months. :/ Yeah.
So that’s our day. I really love being at home with her, although it does get pretty lonely. But we have a lot of fun. When the weather is good, we head down to my parents once a week, and I take her out in the stroller for walks. Sam and I take her out when he has days off. We’re planning some trips to the zoo, museums, and aquariums once it gets a little nicer out. It’s still snowing here.
As I write this, it’s 11pm. And this is what is peeking up at me with the monkey paci in her mouth:

I might be tired, but never tired of that little face.

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