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I'm a Navy wife and a mama to a toddler who's like a hummingbird on crack.
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The Trash Can Dance Off

oscarthegrouch1When my husband and I first got married, it was a really tough adjustment living with someone else. But we were in (mostly) newlywed bliss. Despite the several polite, newlywed fights, followed by the make up sex, rinse and repeat, we could do no wrong in each other’s eyes. Even when we wanted to kill each other at times.

About a year after we married and he graduated college, he joined the Navy, went to OCS, and came back home 3 months later. We soon hauled ass to Georgia where he went to school for 7 months. During this time, the newlywed bubble seemed to be popping and that’s when I noticed that my “perfect, could never do anything to annoy me husband” started to do those little annoying things.

When it came to taking out the trash, we were both stubborn as hell and still are. Hence, the trash can dance off.

You may know it. The trash can starts filling up and you stick your foot in it to smash it down and there you are with one foot in the trash can, one foot on the floor, and you may even add a little wiggle while weighing your foot (while wearing shoes) on the trash, stuffing it down as far as you can.

Because you don’t want to be the one to take it out. I leave feeling satisfied that I won’t have to deal with it, only to find out the next morning that he seems to have done the same thing. That’s when we know, without ever speaking about it, that the trash can dance IS ON! This game has been played between us for many, many years.

I’ll spend the day stuffing the trash down, certain that when my husband gets home, he will see it bursting at the seams and will take it out. My husband will come home and be certain that I’ll see that the trash can is bursting at the seams and he’ll think I’ll end up taking it out.

I’ll see the trash can right before bed with the lid poking up as if to say “Please, please one of you stop this silly shit and take me out! I’m going to explode!” I think to myself “There’s no way my husband will be able to put anything else in it the next morning.” And I will be certain that a fresh, new trash bag will be in it by the next day.


That butthead is trying to out trash can dance me!! I’ll stuff it down even more with my foot but the lid isn’t having it and still pokes up. Fine, then I just won’t throw anything away today.

But even adding one tissue or paper towel to the trash makes the trash can wave the white flag and surrender. Damn it! Okay, okay, I’ll take it out this time.

But the next time my husband and I have a trash can dance off, I will win.

Oh yes, I will win!

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What’s For Lunch?

School is starting very soon for the little hummingbird and I’ve been trying to come up with a little more variety with her lunches. Since she’s such a picky eater and usually eats very little, some of the food she likes is a lot to be desired.

Like lunchables. I would cave every now and then if she wanted one but soon, that’s all she would want for lunch.

I’m trying to help her adopt healthy eating habits but it can be hard since she’s tiny and needs whatever calories she can get (per her doctor). So, my 5 year-old and I compromised and now I’m making “homemade” lunchables.

The only meat that she’ll give a chance are hot dogs, pepperoni, and chicken nuggets. Even then, it’s iffy. And while she’s always loved fruit, I’ve been adding more veggies and for the most part, as long as she can drench it in ranch dressing, she’ll give vegetables a chance.

Here are some of the lunches so far:

l to r: cucumbers, grapes, crackers, sharp cheddar, ranch dressing in container.

l to r: grapes and blueberries, cucumbers, crackers, sharp cheddar, ranch dressing in container.


cashews and craisans, snap peas and cucumber, applesauce, cheese pizza,  ranch dressing for veggies.

cashews and craisans, snap peas and cucumbers, applesauce, cheese pizza, ranch dressing for veggies.


sweet pickles, apples and blueberries, goldfish, peanut butter and honey sandwich, caramel dipping sauce in container.

sweet pickles, apples and blueberries, goldfish, peanut butter and honey sandwich, caramel dipping sauce in container for apples.


pizza lunchable: pizza crust, marinara sauce in container, mozzarella cheese, pepperoni, strawberries.

homemade pizza lunchable: pizza crust, marinara sauce in container, mozzarella cheese, pepperoni, strawberries.


strawberries, craisans, colby jack cheese, pepperoni, graham cracker with peanut butter.

homemade lunchable: strawberries, craisans, colby jack cheese, pepperoni, graham cracker with peanut butter, and a somewhat hidden fruit roll up.





*What’s For Lunch? May 2012

*What’s For Lunch? June 2012

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You Will Be Greatly Missed



* I just couldn’t find the words to write about his loss but Jen from Bible Belt To Boulder wrote a beautiful post… That Far Into Life.

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Birth Stories: When The Unexpected Happens


Welcome to the Share Your Story event: Childbirth – Your Stories

This post was written as part of the Share Your Story event hosted by Kids in the House. Our contributors have shared their stories, struggles, and wisdom about the unforgettable yet unpredictable event that is childbirth.

When I was pregnant with my daughter, I had so many thoughts swirling around in my head about what childbirth would be like and the changes that would come with the new addition to our family.

I had very high hopes that I would be able to stick to the birth plan that I wanted but at the same time, I prepared myself for the unexpected. Or so I thought.

Three weeks before “the little hummingbird” was due, I developed preeclampsia and was told I’m being admitted to the hospital that day to have my baby.

My husband and I rushed home, packed in a hurry, and made it back to the hospital.

Part of my birth plan included soothing showers if needed and walks around the hospital floor to help with the progression of labor. As soon as I got into my room, I was hooked up to an I.V. where I was treated with magnesium for preeclampsia. There would be no getting out of the hospital bed for anything.

Things pretty much snowballed from there and everything that happened with my labor and delivery, including an emergency cesarean, was the opposite of what I was hoping for. I really felt like I failed in such a big way. But looking back now, I see that it was out of my control.

An important thing to remember is that while you may be disappointed that things don’t happen as planned with childbirth, try not to be hard on yourself. You do the best that you can but childbirth is very unpredictable. As one of my nurses told me “Babies don’t read the books on what to expect”.

After my daughter was born, things settled a bit but I started to have a nagging feeling that something wasn’t quite right. She wouldn’t latch on to nurse and when I was finally able to give her a bottle, she refused that too.

I was becoming more concerned that there was something wrong and told a few of the nurses. I just had no idea what to tell them exactly. There was something in the way she cried and her breathing didn’t always seem quite right. That’s something else to remember; always trust your instincts when it comes to your child and don’t be afraid to voice any concerns that you may have. When it comes to medical care, the best advocate is you.

By the next afternoon, while a nurse was checking on me, my daughter started shaking and crying. The nurse left the room and came back to test her blood sugar. It was extremely low and in an instant, another nurse came in. There was a quick discussion between them and our little girl was rushed to the NICU.

She stabilized by that night but the doctors were baffled at what was wrong.


The little hummingbird was in the NICU for 3 weeks and many tests were run.


Despite all of that, they still didn’t know why her blood sugar would be fine for a day or two, and then drop to very low levels.


Her doctors put her on a medication to stabilize her blood sugar and after a few days of making sure she was doing well, she was finally able to come home.


We had to keep our daughter on medication for a while and check her blood sugar 3-4 times a day but eventually we were able to stop both of those things. The next five years have been spent trying to find out why she’s had drops in her blood sugar since her stay in the NICU. We’re finally getting closer to an answer which may possibly be Glycogen Storage Disorder.

Becoming a parent is overwhelming enough but when your child has medical issues and has to stay in the NICU, the stress and anxiety can become too much to bear. Having a great support system and keeping the lines of communication open is a must, especially with your spouse.

Despite the difficult beginnings we had, the little hummingbird is thriving and excited to be starting Kindergarten in a few weeks.





Please be sure to read the submissions by the other Share Your Story contributors, and visit Kids in the House to find out how you can participate in our next Share Your Story Blogger Event!

  • Two Peas in a Pod: A Double Miracle – Rachael at Three Boys and Mom shares how the blessing of an unexpected twin pregnancy saved a woman’s life.
  • Childbirth: the Ache of Love – Sasha at MomLife Now describes how one mom discovered a miraculous beauty she new not existed.
  • Tax Day 2007 – Cheryl at The Pump Station & Nursery looks back on how an easy pregnancy turned out to be a taxing birth experience.
  • Going with the Flow – Bridget at Bridget Bertrand shares how her OB helped to put her on the right course in regards to birth plans, the playlist, and even the recipe to make the day her daughter came into the world.
  • My Not-So Natural Birth Story – Rachel at Mommy Greenest shares a lot of questions with questions with pregnant and new parents through her work, but this time describes what it was like for her, giving birth for the first time – but definitely not the last – time.
  • The (Not So) Perfect Birth Story – Britt at My Life and Kids reflects on how a mom’s life-threatening delivery helped mold her into the mother she was meant to be.
  • Giving Birth: When the Unexpected Happens – Elle at This is Mommyhood shares advice for when your baby has an unexpected stay in the NICU.
  • A New Look at the “Perfect” Birth Story – Melissa at Fill My Cup shares how a crazy delivery gave one mom a new perspective on the ‘perfect birth.’
  • Induction Induced Feelings of LossThe Orange Rhino shares how a planned induction brought unplanned feelings of jealousy, sadness, disappointment and loss.
  • Our Beautiful Birth Story – Lindsay at The Fully Caffeinated Mama reflects on how it wasn’t the feeling of intense pain caused by the epidural wearing off that she remembers, but rather the beautiful baby on her chest for the first time.
  • Jack’s Arrival – Samantha at The Peanuts Gang thought she would have a scheduled c-section, but it turned out that having Jack was QUICK and sooner than expected!
  • Remembering to Breathe – Suzy at Kids in the House explains how with little fanfare, the completely wrong music, and a very distracted doctor, her son Leo was born.
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A Hummingbird Summer

The little hummingbird recently saw a commercial for a stuffed animal that you can roll up into a ball and she begged for one.

She said that they were so cute and furry.

I told her that we have 2 cats that are cute and furry and roll themselves into a ball when they sleep.

That’s when she replied “But you can’t roll them down the stairs!”


Potato sack race.

Potato sack race.


At the Farmer's Market.

At the Farmer’s Market.


Hummingbird fish face.

Hummingbird fish face.


Puddle jumping.

Puddle jumping.


Face painting.

Face painting.


Playing with boats at the river.

Playing with boats at the river.


*Instagram: ahummingbirdoncrack

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Rumor Has It

It was brought to my attention a while ago when it came to rumors about my blog (so weird) and what I post. I thought now would be a good time to clear some things up for those people.

What is up with “Elle”?

When I started this blog, I was absolutely, positively going to remain anonymous. Ha! The biggest issue was because my husband is in the military and was teaching at the time. He had concerns that his students would come across my writing. That’s why I started writing under “Elle”. But then I was getting more writing opportunities, which I honestly wasn’t expecting, and ended up sticking with writing under a pseudonym.

To be honest, after being sent some of these rumors and reading them, I’m very glad I keep it that way.

I “came out” to friends and family I know in real life and that’s why I’m more open about it on my private Facebook.

I also see the same posts on other sites.

Yes, yes you do. And? If you look on posts written at the bottom of one of those sites, it even states that I originally posted the content on This Is Mommyhood.

You try way too hard to be funny and you’re just not. You end up looking like an idiot.

Awww, thanks.

But you lost a child back in March and you just don’t seem to be grieving about it on your blog like I think you should. What’s up with that?

Oh my god, I am so, so sorry about that! How could I do such a thing to you?

I had many reasons to start this blog 4 years ago. What I love so much about it is that in reality I am so painfully shy and very quiet to those I don’t really know. But when I write, my real personality comes out. I can be way too open and I know that. When I lost Ben, I was certain I would write plenty about the horrible pain and heartbreak I have over losing my son.

And I have written about him. I just haven’t published it. It’s very hard for me to talk about it, even to my own mother. Writing about ANYTHING else is what I’ve needed. I couldn’t even tell you how emotionally and physically upset I get every single day. Well I could, but who really wants to hear that day after day.

A classmate of the little hummingbird has a brother that is close to what Ben’s age would be. Whenever I see him, my stomach drops. I’ll get a lump in my throat and my heart feels like it’s going to pound out of my chest. Then the tears start and I have to keep it together until I get my daughter and myself into the car.

As much as I share (and I share a lot), there are plenty of things I don’t. There are moments I just want to keep for myself. Especially when it comes to my daughter and baby boy.

If you’re a parent, you already know how many times your child turns you into a puddle of emotions each day and the love you feel is beyond anything else.

I could write about all of that sugary stuff, but I rather write about the every day things that can drive me crazy or make me laugh when it comes to being a wife and mother. It’s my release.

I don’t think you were really pregnant.

Ummm, okay.

I’m FB friends with you and I’m contributing to these rumors.

You’re so kind. Looks like I need to filter out some people.

You’re still not funny and what it the deal with you talking about your vagina?

Well, you’re in luck. My vagina is doing pretty dandy these days but if you aren’t happy with what I write, there are countless other sites that you can read instead.


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Keeping Up With The Hummingbird… In Videos

I can’t believe my little girl, my sweet baby, the fruit of my loins… okay, okay, you get it… will be starting kindergarten next month. Here are a few things she’s done this summer.

5 year-old: Look what dad and I found in the cemetary! I’m gonna go wash it off.

-About a toy car she started playing with. Eeeek!

And we finally got that toy car back to the cemetery.. with a lot of bribing from me.

Chasing birds in the park. I don’t call her a hummingbird on crack for nothing. She just keeps going, and going, and going…

Lobster claw play.

Hearing neverending Frozen songs.

Sometimes you’ve just got to wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.

A dancing fairy.

A fast climber.

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