Hello hive! I am absolutely thrilled to be welcomed as the newest Bee to join the fabulous team of bloggers on this site. I stumbled upon Hellobee when my son was three months old, as I was googling heaven-knows-what in a sleep deprived state, seeking a place to learn and connect with other moms (and figure out any possible secrets on how to get more hours of consecutive sleep).
Mr. Confetti and I met when I was a freshman and he was a sophomore in college. I didn’t expect that when I picked him up at a fraternity party (yep, first confession of many to come: I made the first move), that he would become my boyfriend, my best friend and eventually my husband and the father of my child. Wow – heavy stuff for a frat party.
Fast forward to the end of my senior year. Mr. Confetti is always full of surprises, and this was the biggest one. After dating for 2.5 years, Mr. Confetti asked me to marry him. He told me that while we were still young, he knew deep down that he couldn’t imagine growing old with anyone else. He knew too well that life is short – his mom passed away from breast cancer in her early 30′s – and once he knew he had found the one, his philosophy was “why wait.”
We got married in October 2007, and then spent nearly five years enjoying “just being married.” We moved from Cleveland to Chicago. We traveled. We developed our careers – his in finance and mine in the non-profit sector – and Mr. Confetti went back to school and got his MBA. We went sky diving, cliff jumping and white water rafting. More than anything, we enjoyed our lives as newly and not-so-newly weds, not truly realizing how well we were taking advantage of our days before the equation changed forever ( life + puppy + baby = increased responsibility to those beside yourselves).
In August 2011, we welcomed our first baby – our fur baby, a labradoodle puppy named Kenzie – and two weeks later, we found out we were expecting a real baby. Well, a human baby that is. After nearly ten months of trying to conceive, we joked that Kenzie knew right away that she wanted to be a big sister. In May 2012, after 42 weeks of pregnancy, a heavy dose of pitocin, and a successful natural birth, we were able to fulfill Kenzie’s wish when we welcomed our little dude into the world.
Little Mr. Confetti, or Little C for short, is now a slightly clingy, semi-mobile, fully curious nine month old little boy who is constantly keeping us on our toes. As a stay-at-home mom, I love that I’ve been able to watch him grow and change each day. The SAHM life doesn’t come without its challenges, but so far, I have enjoyed the change of scenery from full-time volunteer coordinator to full-time wife, homemaker, dog-walker and mother.
As an HB blogger, I hope to grow and learn as a parent with all of you, sharing my discoveries along the way. In addition, I plan on sharing posts about craft ideas and DIY nursery decorations, healthy crock-pot cooking, family friendly volunteer opportunities, and as a Jewish bee, you can expect to hear about ideas for celebrating the Jewish holidays as well.
Finally, why Mrs. Confetti? Aside from the fact that I fell in love with the icon when I saw it, confetti is a lot like parenthood. It’s fun, it can be messy at times, it’s multifaceted, it comes in all shapes and sizes and once it is a part of your life, it is always a part of your life.