Salons, Not Just for Adults

Does your daughter see mommy getting beautified?

Does your son see daddy's new haircut?

And do they want to be pampered just like you?

Well, if you are looking for a new experience for the kiddies at the salon or simply to get them a haircut, try this super cute children salon, Edamama.

Its not only a hair salon,  it's a bookstore,  play space,  party area, they hold classes,  and there's a place for parents to rest and grab a cup of coffee.

Being a parent is more than just raising a child.  It's about giving them some amazing experiences. 

Check it out!
Located in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

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Edamama, Kid's Salon

Babies Swaddled In The Same Receiving Blanket After Birth

Have you ever looked at baby pictures and wondered why every newly arrived baby is swaddled in the oh so famous white, pink, and blue swaddle blanket? Well here's why...

"In the early 1950s, receiving blankets were usually made from dull beige cloth. Mills, ever the innovator, wanted to do for blankets what he had done for scrubs. “He asked the women in the office what they would do differently to spice it up a little bit,” says Abrams. They went through a number of iterations and finally settled on the blue- and pink-striped version because, as you might have suspected, it’s good for both girls and boys."

And there's actually a name for those swaddle blankets our babies get at the hospital...

And we're not suppose to take the blankets home??? 

Click below for full article: Interesting...

Swaddled in the same blanket

Giving Birth Wasn’t So Bad

Growing up I heard horror stories about women giving birth… yeah not exactly something I was looking forward to. Getting a surrogate sounded pretty good and even adoption was appealing, anything to escape the pain of childbirth. Watching all these birth tv shows you would see the mother in such agony, hearing the mom screaming her lungs out and of course combined with the visual of blood and goo, it didn’t exactly leave a pretty image burned into my brain. Not to mention, the fact that you could die. Oh, the horror. After seeing images and hearing sounds like these who would want to experience childbirth firsthand? Don’t all jump up at once. Childbirth seems like something that is not really talked about. I don’t know if it’s because women forget about the pain or if it’s because society claims it to be taboo but whatever the reason I think more dialogue should happen when it comes to pregnancy, childbirth, and raising a child. I mean if we can become educated in high school about Sex Ed, then there should be time spent for Parental Education as well.

I am very surprised to be able to say that, giving birth wasn’t so bad. Now I’m not saying it was a walk in the park. Nor am I saying that the next one will be a piece of cake. And remember each woman is different. Which is something I heard throughout my pregnancy. I remember going for a checkup and the Nurse Practitioner was checking the baby’s heartbeat and she said, “OMG, did you feel that? Are you ok?” I honestly didn’t feel a thing. I told her I was okay and asked her why. She told me that I was having contractions. Braxton Hicks Contractions. Which is something I had no idea about preprego. It’s basically “false” labor. It’s your beautiful body’s way of preparing itself for “true” or real labor. It’s kinda crazy because you are feeling pain and you’re basically like, “Oh, this is it!”, while you’re picking up your hospital bag you so neatly prepared and set by the door in anticipation for this exact moment and getting ready to head to the hospital. But nope. The baby isn’t ready yet!!! Tease!!! The Nurse Practitioner I had to see that day told me that not all women have the same threshold for pain. With some women any little pain they feel- they can’t bare it, while other women are like keep it coming. It doesn’t mean one is weak and one is strong. It’s just what it is. And while I’m on the subject. Please, especially if you are having your first baby- get a midwife not a doctor/nurse. I started with a Nurse Practitioner and quickly changed to a Midwife. They are more loving, caring, and will take their time with you, while the Nurse was more procedural, on the clock, by the book, and was out the door saying, “Next!!!” before you can ask a question.

Go to your Lamaze classes. All of them. The information really helps, especially if you are on baby number one. I remember after the first class, thinking how boring it was and how my expectations for the class were too high (I thought it was going to be exactly like how it is on tv). I already knew the information this lady was going over in class since I was an avid reader of the Pregnancy Bible, What To Expect, When You’re Expecting. However, I stuck with it. And I’m glad I did because I learned so much and my teacher really prepared me for birth.

My Lamaze teacher talked about how giving birth started first in the mind. I remember her saying, “Some women are screaming and carrying on because they did not prepare- Did not prepare themselves mentally. It’s like okay I’m having a baby, so this is what I’m suppose to do “AAAHHHHHH””. She told us about how women have been having babies for centuries and they didn’t need any pain reliever. Really think over this. My Lamaze teacher was from the Caribbean Island and I remember her saying, “…the Western Woman is so weak, any little pain she can’t handle it and needs something to relieve the pain”. She talked about the women who would have their babies in the fields, clean themselves up, and go back to work. These are things I have never thought about and I found them to be remarkable. She was great. She taught us about the power of power-walking. Power-walking everyday helps with childbirth- I didn’t know that. Real deep breathing helps with childbirth- it’s more than “Who-who-heee-hee” like on tv. You really have to learn how to breathe. If you were or are athletic or workout this will indeed help with childbirth- I never took this into account. I guess being on the track team and hitting the gym was good for something. Staying calm and relaxed really does help with childbirth. Hubby and I made the birthing room my own. We played classical music and that really helped in keeping me calm. My room had to be quiet, doctor or not because I was somewhere else. You have to release control to some degree. Let your body do her thing. Tag you're it! Now you do your thing. PUSH!!!

The doctors and nurses could not believe I was having my first child. They kept asking me over and over, “Do you want an epidural?” “Are you sure?” “But this is your first baby.” “It’s gonna hurt.” No epidurals for me. It’s your choice but read into it before you go into labor. This should be on your to-do-list. Most of us know that getting an epidural, you will not feel the pain. However, I have spoken to moms and professionals “off the clock” about taking an epidural and they said that you don’t feel the pain because it is like your whole body is numb or paralysed. And the moms I’ve spoken to felt the contractions later after the baby was delivered. I rather have the pain while I’m giving birth then later on after the baby is born. Everyone is different and you have to find what works for you, but, so sorry, no epi for me! By the way squatting is the best position to have a baby. You will feel less pain/pressure and you will have a quicker delivery opposed to laying down or reclined in a hospital bed. Laying down in a hospital bed is actually said to be one of the worst positions when giving birth.

Leading up to the birth I did not read anything about it or watch any videos. I did not want to freak myself out. The grace of God, got me through. That Lamaze class (knowing what to expect) and having an Excellent Coach for a husband really got me through. That deep breathing and staying centered/focused really got me through. I remember a lady screaming for dare life in the room next to mine. “Would someone close my door, she’s messing me up.” I remember yelling. She was taking me off focus. So stay focused!!! Childbirth for me was nothing like how I thought it was going to be. I didn’t scream not once, hubby is my witness. I didn’t scream, I breathed. Yes there was pain but it wasn’t like the crazy things I had concocted in my mind over the years.

Things to remember:

-Learn Proper Deep Breathing

-Prenatal Exercises

-Power Walk

-Make The Birthing Room Your Own

-Find Your Focus… Concentrate

-Research about pain relievers during childbirth & the after effects.

-Watch Ricki Lake's, The Business of Being Born 

Mommies… What are some techniques that helped you while you were in labor or during childbirth?

Expectant Mommies… Feel free to leave questions in the comment box below. Experienced moms will be more than happy to answer any questions you may have!

Support Mom's Baby Food Company & New Prego Boutique

Hey mommies…

Check out these organic baby foods made with the urban mom in mind. 

"Sista Girl Urban Mama – No Drama Organic Baby Food

Busy, Urban Mamas often don’t have time to prepare baby food from scratch.  That doesn’t mean that we are not looking for a healthy and trendy option for our babies. SistaGirl’s Urban Mama – No Drama baby foods offer the perfect solution for busy mamas – healthy choices for baby, and a trendy product for mama.

Try one of our first three flavors: Organic Apples & Mangos, Organic Carrots and/or Organic Squash. All jars are 4 ounces.

COMING SOON…

Pears and Applesauce…"

Check it out:

Sista Girl Urban Mama, No Drama Organic Baby Food

A fellow mom, who started "Urban Mama – No Drama Organic Baby Food" company also opened up her own store called: 

The Pregnancy Birth and Baby Boutique

2200 Hilltop Mall Road, Richmond, CA 94806

(Located inside the Hilltop Mall near Macy's on the second floor)

Mon - Sat 10am-9pm and Sun 11am-7pm. 

If you are in the Richmond, California area stop by and take a look around. 

She has everything such as: 

Chewbeads

Cloth Diapers

Preggers COMPRESSION hose, socks and knee-highs

Flip Diapering System

Belly bandit

Nursing pads

Pregnancy pillow

And lots more...

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Stolen Moments

Remember the days when you would go over someone’s house and flip through their photo album to see pictures of their prom, graduation, first day of college, their big wedding day, and their baby’s arrival? Remember removing the picture from the album to look on the back of the actual photo, to discover the exact month and year the photo was developed? Stories were shared in homes, a place where you would go sit, eat, and chat and get to know each other. Stories would be swapped, telling the other what’s the story behind this picture and that picture. Stories were sacred and remained with the parties that were present to hear them. Well that’s a thing of the past.

With social media, I think I have practically seen it all. I have seen the day a baby was born, baby fully exposed. I have seen wedding pictures and honeymoon pictures before the newlyweds came back from their honeymoon and haven’t gotten around to developing pictures. I have seen sonograms. I have seen the details of bachelor/bachelorette/bridal parties. There is no need for me to ask, “How did he propose?” because chances are… I have already seen the video on Facebook.

These “stories”, these parts of “our lives” that make life interesting are no longer a story, but a post. I'm talking about those precious moments in our lives that were once shared with your closest “friends” are now shared with 300 of your closet “friends” on social media. Human contact seems to be a thing of the past because we are too busy looking down typing and texting?

Many people are posting everything and anything that comes to mind. There are no limitations. No standards on social media. I’m free to do what I will. Am I? Are we? Have we gone too far? Should some things remain special, reserved for the ears to hear and not for the eyes to see? Have we gone too far with social media?  Or is privacy old fashion and out of date?

Michael Jackson's "Thriller" Mommy Remake

Michael Jackson's Classic "Thriller" Video has been turned into a Mommy Sensation... 

When the little kiddies are down for their nap, check out this cute and funny video remake poking fun at mommymood...

Enjoy!!!

"TODDLER"

Toddler Video!!! Click Me!!!

What do you think???

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Stay At Home Mom... Guilt Trip

Hey mommies... Here's a great article I came across... If you are feeling blue about staying at home while the daddy has to go out to work, read this...

Being a Stay-at-Home Parent Is a Luxury … for Your Spouse

by Chaunie Brusie

The other day, I read an article in the Washington Post about a stay-at-home mother who was having a rather hard time adjusting to answering the ever-popular question, “What do you do all day?” now that the kids were at school.

It’s a topic that has been on my mind lately as I watch in bewilderment as my children seem to insist on growing up at rates that surely I did not approve of when I signed my parental contract. I look at my youngest — my seven-week-old baby girl — and I swear my mind is already flashing to the day (tomorrow, probably) that I will be kissing her good-bye on her first morning of kindergarten.

But back to the task at hand. As I read the article, I scrolled through the comments, anticipating that there would be some doozies in a post about a stay-at-home mom basically proclaiming that she doesn’t feel guilty for doing absolutely nothing all day when I came across this truly remarkable comment:

“I work full time, and my husband is a stay at home dad. We have two kids in school full day (8 to 3). Don’t you realize how much easier it is to hold a full time job when you have someone home with the kids? I can work late and travel when I need to and not worry about the kids. Our weekends are spent relaxing, instead of racing around to get errands and chores done. I can go back to work on Mondays having actually recharged over the weekend. It feels like such a luxury to ME to have a stay at home spouse.”

I was flabbergasted.

Dumbfounded.

Perplexed that in all of my years as a stay-at-home/write-at-home mom, I’ve always been fighting the thoughts that I’m not doing enough or being enough. I’ve always felt I honestly owed the world some sort of explanation for being at home. That I’ve had to throw around the fact that since I stay at home we make sacrifices as a family — like not having cable! I’ve felt I had to bake pies so that the world would know I’m not a worthless member of society. And in the midst of all that mental clutter and guilt it had never, ever crossed my mind that staying at home wasn’t “just” a luxury to me …

But also a luxury for my husband.

And suddenly, when I read those words, it all made sense. Well, of course, it would be a luxury to the spouse who works out of the home to have a partner who stays at home with the children. Someone who is always there to take care of the inevitable days of sickness, arrange the doctor’s appointments, make sure the cupboards are stocked, and heck, to ensure that no one steals the FedEx package off of the porch. And then — goodness! — to have someone to save you the worry of sending your kids into the world, someone to always be there to kiss a scraped knee and take care of the potty training and maybe even have a hot meal waiting for you when you come home?

Imagine that.

I realized, in a rush of amazement, that I had spent all of our marriage feeling just a tad bit guilty for being the one who “gets” to stay home. I’ve pushed away the shame of staying snuggled up in my warm covers in the morning while my husband trudged off to work in the snow and I’ve felt the absurd need to pack a million and ten activities into my day so I could list them off to my husband when he came home in an attempt to convince (who really? Mostly myself …) that I was “productive.”

I realized, for the first time ever, that I didn’t have anything to prove. That I had been working so hard to work from home and always have it spotless and do all my educational activities with the kids because it was my job and I’d better darn do a good job of it if my husband had to work, that I never stopped to consider that my being home with our children could actually be a gift to my husband.

I’m actually writing this very article on a rare morning “off,” courtesy of my husband having the day off of his work. I’m sitting in a café, writing for the two hours between my daughter’s feedings. And, in fact, I just now called my husband, who had volunteered to be me for the day so I could work, to ask him what his thoughts were on the topic and to ask if he would give me a quote to include for the piece.

In the background, I heard my daughter crying, the two-year-old whining at his leg, and the four-year-old singing happily at the top of her lungs, having just returned home from preschool pick-up. I pictured the scene I had left this morning — four loads of laundry left undone from the weekend, the house a complete disaster, eggs still caked on the pan from breakfast. Sweetly, I asked him for a quote — did he ever consider me staying home a gift to him?“What?!” he asked frantically, desperation creeping into his voice. “I don’t know, do I have to give you a quote right now? I mean, she’s crying and I’m trying to make mac and cheese and if I could just pick her up maybe she’d stop crying and …” he trailed off, seemingly too overwhelmed to finish his train of thought.

I smiled — a bit too smugly, I’ll admit. Because I think I had my answer. Being me for the day isn’t so easy. And having him there so that I could be elsewhere working … well, it really was a luxury. And a gift.

Why Is My Baby Crying?

Why is your baby/toddler crying?

Well, it could be for many reasons…

Your baby/toddler is hungry

Your baby/toddler is sleepy

Your baby/toddler is cold

Your baby/toddler is hot

Your baby/toddler simply wants your attention

Your baby/toddler is playing with you

Your baby/toddler is cranky

Your baby/toddler has a wet diaper

Your baby/toddler has a dirty diaper

You’re taking too long

You’re not doing what they want

They are embarrassed

They are frustrated that you can’t understand them

Something is wrong

It's what they do...

My Tot, The Picky Eater

As a parent you will learn that you no longer have anything that is solely yours anymore. Now I see why parents hide their favorite snacks around the house or indulge in their favorite chocolate bar while their child is away at school. This reminds me of the time when I was younger and my mom had some kind of snack and my sisters and I asked her for some she said, “Its nasty, you’re not going to like it.” Not realizing my mom’s desperate attempt to hold on to something she can claim for herself, we believed her. Throughout the weeks that passed we kept discovering this snack in the house yet again and again and again. Then we asked her to share and she told us the same thing, “It’s nasty, you’re not going to like it.” Well as wise as children are, the wheels in our brains began to turn and one of my sisters responded, “If it’s so nasty, then why do you keep buying it and eating it?” Triumph!!! Score!!! The children have won again. As we took pieces of her snack, which became “our” snack, we said, “No, this tastes good!” I didn’t understand why my mom would say such a thing, until I became a mother and I can honestly say, “Mom, I get it.”

Ever since she was born, she loved to eat. She would not skip a meal and would even add more meal times within the day.  After she began eating solid foods, it didn’t matter what mommy or daddy had, she claimed it as hers. With her mouth wide open and eyes that pierced through your soul, she would stare at you until you were cast under her spell. Feeding her food that was intended for yourself became a common routine. Whether my food got cold from feeding her first or I was still hungry because she ate half of my dinner, it didn’t matter because my main thought was that at least she was eating. And once she learned how to say, “more” forget about it.

Now that my little one is older her desire for food has changed. She still eats but she no longer has the same appetite that she once did. I really want her to eat like she use to because I am constantly wondering if she is getting enough food in her little belly? Thoughts such as this race through my mind and I try to do my best to make sure she has a variety of food throughout the day. Either she has taken on one of my traits and has become a picky eater or she is just being a toddler I don’t know but either way, especially as a new mom I am constantly concerned with her eating habits. I have a picky eater problem myself. If the food doesn’t look good, smell good, taste good, or the presentation of the food is not presentable then I cannot indulge. Even if the atmosphere where the food was prepare is not sanitary/clean looking, sorry I can’t eat the food.

My daughter eats all day, throughout the day, but I never think it is enough because I guess I am comparing how she use to eat previously, when she was younger. Now she rips off her baby bib and desperately wants to feed herself, which takes forever. But, I have to just suck it up and no matter how long she takes at least she is eating. A great deal of patience is in order, especially when you have a toddler who loves to play with her food. She now enjoys putting strawberries in her hand and squeezing all the juice out of it. "Uh, you were suppose to eat that!" She also likes to pour her juice on the floor so she can get the paper towel to clean up after herself. So basically, she makes a mess so she can clean it up. Which really means, so I can clean it up, but it's all good. The messes don't really bother me as much, all I care about is her eating and being a healthy tot. I have to also try to keep in mind that a toddler stomach is not the same size as an adult. So my little one may be too full to finish her whole plate of food. I am trying to keep her away from too much sweets because she will try to consume all the sweets and as a result is too full to eat healthy meals.

I must think of creative ways for mealtimes that will interest a toddler. I can’t believe that I even have to go through all of this. Why do I have to work so hard to get someone to eat? But, it’s worth it to make sure I have an interested tot. One thing I have read and heard from my doctor is that children will not go hungry. No matter what they will make sure they eat if they are hungry. So no matter what, your child will not allow themselves to starve. When you prepare food for your toddler they may not be in the mood to eat or they may not want the particular food that you are feeding them. Yes, you will learn that they have preferences. I don’t force my baby to eat because that will leave her with bad experiences that she will begin to associate with food. I saw an article about making sandwiches for lunch and using a cookie cutter to make star designs out of the sandwiches. I saw someone cutting fruit to resemble a cartoon character which also peaked my interest- something I will try. I just have to be consistent, take it one day at a time, and do my best to try to make mealtimes fun.

How do you make mealtimes fun for your picky eater?

Celebrity Moms and Their Babies

CELEBRITY MOMS AND THEIR LITTLE MUNCHKINS!!!

What are some of your best mommy/baby moments???

I Had to Grow with My Baby

My daughter is now 19 months and I have learned the hard way that I cannot stick to the same schedule I set for us when she was 1 years old. She has transformed tremendously in just a few months, I can’t even believe this is the same child. She is more independent than ever. She wants to do everything by herself. She won’t eat as much anymore unless she has the opportunity to use her fork or spoon by herself. Sometimes she doesn’t even want to use her fork or spoon, she wants to use the metal or “big people” fork and spoon. She loves to drink from her sippy cup because she doesn’t need any assistance. And annoyed, she will tell anyone, “DOP!!!” (her version of “STOP”) because she doesn’t feel like she needs your help.

For the most part, I had been staying on course with a old schedule I set in motion for her in her earlier months. However, now that she is older she is more fidgety and now that she not only knows how to walk, but now knows how to run, she will take off from you if you do not hold her interest. She has no problem telling you “bye bye” and waving with a huge grin on her face because she wants to do her own thing.

I had to reevaluate some things and grow with her. She loves to dance, so we have dance parties in the house where I crank up the radio or Pandora and we dance the time away. She loves to read, so I try to read to her every day, at least 5 books. I know her favorite book by heart and there is no need to read from it anymore, I tell her the lines word for word by memory. She loves her books so much that I once quoted a line from her book and she walked to her bookshelf, retrieved the book I was quoting from and handed it to me. I kid you not. She loves repeating the numbers and sight words that are on her flashcards. We take trips to the library and we visit family and friends. With the winter fast approaching and I will no longer be able to take her to the park, I don’t know what I’m going to do. I recently got a book from the library called, The Toddler’s Busy Book: 365 Creative Games and Activities to Keep Your 1 ½ - to 3- Year- Old Busy by, Trish Kuffner. I can’t wait to dive into this book for some new and fun ideas for me and my little one. It’s going to be so much fun!

I am getting myself more organized and disciplined when it comes to dealing with my baby, take care of the home, having time for me and my hubby, time for my family and friends, and personal time because each aspect of my life is necessary and important. Being organized really helps and I have seen the benefits of having a meal plan and having everything on my “to do” list written out. It really helps to clear my mind and I don’t have to remember to remember something, which can be tedious. I don’t feel overwhelmed and I feel more in control when I have a plan and I set goals for me and my little one. I Got This!!!