Mama Dubie

August 25, 2017

Well Hello There.

Remember me? D-to-the-U-B-I-E?

Yeah, well I’m back and I am officially a Mama to the cutest moo moo delight on planet earth:


He’s perfect and in the 100th percentile for everything. He has also slept through the night since birth, and I was back to my pre-baby weight the day I came home from the hospital.


…well, other than the fact that he is perfect (in my eyes).  😉

Can I just go out on a limb and say that moms are annoying. I’ll be the first person to give you my blessing to unfollow me – 99% of my posts are now Mikey-related, and I am the ultimate baby-talker to my delicious angel boy. I can’t help it. How can you speak adult to THIS FACE:

It’s literally impossible.

So three months have past…

I spent the entire first month doing nothing but crying (about everything), not sleeping and breastfeeding every two hours, around the clock. While I am glad the whole breastfeeding thing has worked out for me, it was exhausting at the beginning – it never felt like I would have a life outside of it again, but alas, I do!

Now that the moo is bigger (3 months old!!!), he eats more = he sleeps longer = WINNNNNNNNNN for Mom and Dad. (although we personally, haven’t reached the sleeping through the night milestone yet). I feel it coming soon, though! Don’t worry, like all moms, I’ll be sure to let you know when that happens. In the meantime, I’ll slap my gold collagen eye mask on and be grateful that we usually get a 6-7 hour stretch.

If I haven’t already lost my childless readers who’ve always enjoyed my pre-baby posts,  I don’t intend for this to become a mom-blog. Obviously I’ll talk about my experience with parenthood, BUT that’s not all I got going on…DUH.

On top of MILF-I-FYING (aka: getting back into shape, and staying hot for my lover boys), I’d like to think I stay interesting, outside the realm of motherhood – between you and I, I can only take so much talk on breastfeeding and sleep training – kill me. 

I’m keeping today’s post strictly introductory…So…we’re done for now.

Get lit. I love you.

10 More Days! (or less)

May 17, 2017

Good Day Mates…

Things are realllllly starting to cook over here!

For starters, Baby Boy currently looks like a beach ball in mah belly. Hello my sweet pumpkin! 

Today marks 38 weeks + 3 days. Now I can confidently say that THIS is a LEGIT bump!

To take you back, let’s revisit my first “bump” photo when I was 7 weeks pregnant and babe was the size of a blueberry.


All I see is skinny Laura. No bump in sight. :::SIGH::: Very special. I do, however, expect to look like this immediately following birth.


I mean, I definitely have goals (and a waist trainer), but I’m not so worried about getting the body back ASAP. I trust it will do what it needs to, and in due time, I’ll be ready to wear my thong bikinis.



Now <pause> a recap as to what has happened over the past few days…

1). I’ve gained 31 pounds

2). Baby is head down, facing my right side

3). He loves getting the hiccups

4). I am 2cm dilated

5). I thought my water broke Sunday…

Allow me to elaborate on that special occasion. I woke up in the middle of the night on Sunday (3am-ish) and felt some fluid leak (about a teaspoon). I got up to go pee for the 75th time, then when I laid back down in bed, I felt some more leakage. Being that it was the middle of the night and I didn’t feel more come fluid out, I decided to sleep and not call the doctor until the morning. Fast forward to 10am the next morning…I still hadn’t call the doctor -I called my mom first – duh! It was Mother’s Day! I casually mentioned to her that I thought my water broke. She told me to call doctor right away, and being the obliging daughter that I am, I did just that. Doc sent me straight to the hospital to make sure the fluid was not amniotic fluid, and my water did not break. They ran a few tests and in just under an hour, we were outta there, with Baby Boy still in-utero. Yay!

HB was convinced it was THE MOMENT WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR…but my gut told me it was a false alarm — although I did make sure to shower, blow dry and shave my legs in the event that my feeling was incorrect. 

Since then, the reality that ANY DAY now he can come, has really sunk in for me. I am a mixture of SUPER excited, EXTREMELY emotional and nervous!

We’ve never done this before. How will my labor go? Will I go naturally or have to be induced? What will my pain feel like? How will babe handle labor? When does he want to come into the world? Will he be cute? Will he have hair? Will he latch? 


Most days I feel super chill and ready, but sometimes (like today) I get this surge of anxiety, in anticipation of this MAJOR LIFE CHANGE.

Holy Shitball Central! IT’S HAPPENING. It’s really happening!

I can’t wait for you all to see our little human.


Until then.

+ Love + Namaste.