Friday, July 24, 2015

Baby Giveaways July 2015

Y'all, I'm all about the free stuff, and I love a giveaway on a blog. There are several items available to enter to win right now and I thought I'd share a few I have entered.

Frugal Mom Club - New Baby Essentials Giveaway

Do y'all see all this awesomeness?!?
Nikki is giving away a ton of stuff over at Frugal Mom Club. She is always hosting amazing giveaways and is also from the South, so I might just be a little bias :)


Frugal Mom Club - 4 Cases of Beech-Nut Organic Baby Food

Mommy on the Money - Baby Shower Giveaway


Mommy on the Money is giving away a whole big awesome package of stuff. Definitely go check it out. She also hosts a lot of giveaways. 


If you know of any giveaways you want to share, please post a link in the comments. Good Luck Y'all!


I have no affiliation with any of these blogs. I just liked what I saw, and I'm sharing.

Diaper Coupons This Week

It is NEVER too early to stock up on diapers. I try to buy 2 packs every 2 weeks. I do remember from my own that I had too many newborn diapers and not nearly enough larger sizes. I expect the Princess will receive newborn and size 1 diapers at her diaper shower, so I try to buy size 2 and up. Because, y'all diapers don't expire :).

Here are the diaper coupons I'm using this week:

Huggies Save $2.00

Seventh Generation - Free Trial

Pampers Save $2.00

Luvs Save $0.50

Please let us know in the comments in you found even better savings. I haven't found any sales to go along with these this week, so I will probably save my coupons for next time.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Free Baby Samples from Amazon

If you are a Prime Member with Amazon, you can sign up for the Free Baby Registry Welcome Box. It is normally $35, but with Prime Membership, you can get it for free!!

Just complete the Baby Registry and get awesome samples in the mail from Amazon in about a week.

This is what came in mine today:


You can get your own right here:





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The Story of Us and How Nanna Came to Be Part 2

If you missed part 1, you can find it here.

So, Princess is 16 and pregnant and I’m shocked. I thank God each day for the words he gave me early that morning. I simply said “Ok. Now what?” I didn’t scream or fight or say hurtful things. I was upset. I was heartbroken. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t. I kept my composure and we moved forward.

Fast forward a week later and the Princess moved back home. Oh, how our world turned upside down. There was renewed drama. What would typically be 16 year old girl drama was compounded by pregnancy hormones and the fact she could no longer take her ADHD and anti-depression medicine. There were tears and loud sighs. Princess was used to making her own rules at BD’s (that’s Biological Dad in case you forgot) house. Now she was back in our home with our “Unreasonable” rules (her words, not mine). But, she was back in our home.

We did the typical pregnancy stuff. Sonograms, OB-GYN visits, heartbeats, and due dates. The Prince was right along in tow for it all. The blob on the sonogram was the size of a peanut, so our Peanut got a nickname. And then, something amazing happened. I fell in love. I fell in love with a blob on a screen that we call Peanut. And y’all, it’s amazing. It’s different than what I felt for my own kiddos, but it’s pure, true love.

Peanut will make an arrival on January 28, 2016!!


My advice to anyone in this situation is to remember, once you say something, it can only be forgiven, not forgotten. I’m so thankful that I never said anything hurtful to Princess. I’m proud that our relationship has grown stronger because of this pregnancy and my reaction. It hasn’t been easy. In fact, it’s been really hard. I just know that even though I’m becoming a Nanna sooner than I had hoped, Peanut is a blessing and will be treated like nothing less.

The Story of Us and How Nanna Came to Be Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a happy little family that lived in the South. There was a Daddy (HHBL), a Momma (that’s me y’all), a teenage girl (Princess), a teenage boy (Baller), and a younger boy (Super Brother).  

Princess went to live with her Biological Dad (I have a nickname for him, but I’m trying to keep it PG so we will just call him BD). Princess was living with BD because his rules are much more laid back than mine and HHBL’s. It was what she wanted and frankly, I just wanted peace, so we wished her all the best and kept our fingers crossed. She moved in with BD in April of 2014. It broke my heart. We felt like we were a man down, but there was peace. Y’all, girls are hard. Really, really hard. Options, like moving when BD, only make it harder. We struggled with whether we were making a wise decision. We dealt with judgment and condemnation and felt alone in our decision. And we didn’t see the Princess until October. For 15 years, the Princess had been by my side and suddenly, she was barely taking my calls. It was heartbreaking and I was destroyed.

Poor decisions were being made by both Princess and BD. I couldn’t do a thing about it. I just hoped and prayed and cried that she would be wise. I was thankful that the drama was gone, but I missed my baby. I just wanted to rewind time and change something, anything, to make her come home.

Then, something amazing happened…..Princess met a Prince, and she wanted him to meet her family. We loved him, but even more than that, we loved that we were seeing her. She was coming home EVERY weekend. It was wonderful. Life was good. Me and Princess would go shopping together, watch movies together, and just talk. I was loving it.

Then, Princess shows up at 8 am one Sunday morning. Of course, y’all with teenagers know that one being up that early is a miracle. She needed to talk. I was prepared. She must want to move back home, or maybe she needs money, or could it just be that BD is being a poo poo head and she needs some advice. Nope. She was pregnant. She had a pregnancy test to prove it.

My mind raced. What do I say? What do I do?





Stay tuned for part 2.