Category: Tricks of the Trade

Secrets to How I organize my purse

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If you have been following on Facebook or instagram you know that I’m posting ‘quick tricks’ of the motherhood trade.This last week was ORGANIZING tricks (that help a scatterbrained daydreamer). I’m ending the weeks on Mondays and today I will complete it with an actual full blown post. I used up every free minute these last couple days to present to you all the gory deets of how my purse comes together because it HONESTLY has made my life SO much easier!! Hope it can sparks some ideas of how to create more ease and harmony in the crazy chaos of cute children we live in!!! Enjoy.

THE MAMA PURSE!! We all have one! Filled with all your essentials, it is the on-the-go survival kit for you and your babies! I totally get that surviving even just a few hours outta your house with kiddies can mean packing half your house and lugging a heavy old bag around!

That’s when I got really serious because I’m a little gal and don’t like to carry more than I need.I also learned my lesson (over and over again) that having or not having wipes or diaps when needed IS the difference between a smooth sailing and a complete shipwreck!! I’m naturally all over the place and needed a super simple system that would make sure I had what I needed, that was ready when I was. I needed not only something organized, but something that would be easy to KEEP organized.

After frantic years of losing keys, digging around for a wipe and lots of STRESS, this is what I finally came up with. I use and LOVE LOVE LOVE this little system because it keeps things light, simple, modularized and totally versatile!! Here is what goes in my mama bag: 

How I collect and store my own breast milk easily and naturally without using a pump

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Pumping my own milk was alway a mystery. I couldn’t figure out WHEN to do it. If I did it between feedings I felt like I didn’t have enough for baby to eat. If I did it after feedings I didn’t have enough to pump. In anycase I figured if I came up with a regular schedule to pump, my body would eventually supply enough from the given demand but I could never establish consistency. My life with little kids was nothing near predictable to set aside a time to sit and be attached to a pump to join the ranks of a dairy cow while I got milked.  That too. I couldn’t handle being tethered to a pump and it was a discouraging realization that a 1/2 hour of pumping only meant 1.5 oz of milk. Hardly. Worth. it.

That was the story of my pumping life for my first two kids. So if you can imagine, I didn’t collect much milk. Maaaybe one bag or two of precious frozen milk on hand that we could use only if we REALLY needed it.

Until Baby #3. I figured out a method that WORKED really well for me.