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MY MOMMA MOTTO: ‘Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That’

A few years ago, I would have never left my house without getting dressed, styling my hair and putting on brand-name make-up. I loved all things Michael Kors, Sephora and leopard print, and spent the majority of my paychecks on coffee, clothes and fine wine (just to clarify, when I say “fine wine” I totally mean a $15 box of Franzia). Fast forward a few months, and I found myself seven months pregnant, a part-time couch potato and a full-time complainer. I barely left the house strictly out of fear that I would sneeze and pee my pants, BUT if I was feeling brave enough to conquer the world, I would only embrace society wearing flannel pajama pants, my fiance’s oversized t-shirts and not an ounce of make-up. Now, here we are today, and I am the proud mother of a beautiful, 9.5 month old baby girl, Briella, who has changed my life in more ways than one!


I think most people can agree that life without a baby is chaotic enough – whether it be school, finances, relationships, etc., there is always something to worry about – throw a baby into the mix and life beforehand seems like a walk down Easy Street. I actually remember the days when I would sleep until 10:00 a.m., wake up and instantly complain about how early it was. Now, my idea of sleeping in is getting out of bed around 8:00 a.m.

As a mother, I can’t say enough how beyond blessed I am to be given the opportunity to work remotely and simultaneously be a stay-at-home mom. But, with that being said, let me tell you – working from home with an infant is both a blessing and a curse, and has singlehandedly taught me everything I know about being a professional multi-tasker.

Let me break it down for you quick –


I get to stay home with my child all day and witness all of her “firsts”

I don’t need to wake up at the crack of dawn to get myself and the baby ready

I don’t have to pay for gas (or expensive business attire) to get back and forth to work

I am not responsible for paying outrageous childcare fees

Last, but not least: even on my worst day of work, I am still realistically laying on my couch in pajamas from the comfort of my own home


I have no separation of personal and professional space

I never have the motivation to get ready in the morning (sometimes I don’t even have the time to shower until 7pm)!

I can’t take a traditional “break” – instead, I end up working from 6 or 7am until 11pm, because it is still my responsibility to feed, change and entertain my baby, all while keeping up with the dishes, laundry, cleaning, etc.—which results in a million mini work-related setbacks

Last, but not least: have you ever tried writing a press release while your nine month old continuously finds a way to reset your internet router? Enough said.

Just a quick side note – I am completely convinced my neighbors must think I don’t have a job or own a hair brush – or even a mirror for that matter. The only time they ever see me is when I am outside chasing my rebellious French bulldog or dragging myself to get a coffee first thing in the morning – neither of which makes me look even remotely normal!

For now, I am just taking life one day at a time — of course, some days are easier than others, and some days I have no idea how I am going to meet a deadline and keep my kid alive at the same time. The beautiful thing about life is that every single day will always be different, and as long as we can remember to breathe, things will eventually fall in to place. Even though as moms it is our job to find that 25th hour in each 24 hour day, it is so important not to lose who we are in the craziness of this new, exciting and absolutely exhausting life!

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hi. my name is megan, i'm 25 years old, engaged, a new mom, avid HGTV watcher, in the market for a new home myself and completely in love with life.

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