Monday, June 17, 2013

The You-Need-It-Now-More-Than-Ever $20 Starbucks Giveaway!!

Imagine yourself sitting quietly without a care in the world...no screaming kids...no dishes in the sink...no dirty undies waiting to be washed.  They might still be at your house when you get back, but at least you won't see those things in a Starbucks!!! 

Now is your chance to get in on some free coffee or tea or anything with caffeine in it!!  Enter my Blog Contest to win!  Click HERE to get started!!

 
Good Luck!!!
 
Oh, and while you're here, please click on the Top Mommy Approved Blog button on the top right to vote for me and check out some other amazing blogs.  Thanks!
 
TPM


Disclaimer: Starbucks has absolutely nothing to do with The Pioneer Mom.  It's just some of the most accessible coffee available worldwide. 

Thursday, June 13, 2013

A Tiger Changing Her Stripes - Tummy Tuck & Beyond Post 1

You've probably heard or seen the phrase "Those aren't stretch marks. I'm a mama tiger who's earned her stripes!".  For a few moms, there is very little indication that a precious child grew from a few small cells to a medium sized watermelon inside their belly.  For the majority of us, myself included, it is blatantly obvious.  The saggy boobs.  The saggy belly.  The stretch marks.  The look of desperation and constant need of caffeine... (I think all zombie movies were designed with parents of young children in mind.)  I digress. 

For my first pregnancy, I had a summer baby and did not have the beautiful pregnancy glow...more the pregnancy bloated-sweaty-acne-mindless-hungry-all-the-time dim.  BUT!!  I made it out with ONE teeny stretch mark above my belly button.  ONE!  I was a tired, but happy mom who made it back to my pre-pregnancy weight.  Then, it happened.

Me: Hey, Honey.  I've been thinking...Want to have another baby?
Husband: Uh.  Okay.

(insert slow sexy-time music here...)

Several weeks later   ...  We were blessed to find out that we were going to have another baby!  Yay!  Jackpot!  Good news, Mr. & Mrs. M  ...you're going to have TWINS!! 

Me: WTF?!?!  TWINS???  Babies not baby.  Twice of everything.  OMG, how are we going to do this?
Husband: Whaaaaaaaa? *thud* (Great...he's just passed out on the floor.)

Check out that BELLY!! (and 5 chins)
Luckily, Mr. M survived and the twins were carried to term, which meant I was HUGE!  Gigantic, enormous, knocking things over when I turned around BIG!  After the twins were born, my belly looked like a deflated balloon.  Seriously, it looked exactly like a deflated balloon.  Lots of extra skin and stretch marks galore!  It looked like a saggy imploded sun on my belly.  My original 5'7" 140 lbs frame grew to almost 205 lbs  and then back again.  I also went from a size B to a D cup and back to a less than perky C.  My husband was thankful for the 'Boobie Fairy', but she gave me stretch marks there, too. 

Four years later...my body is not matching what my mind thinks it should be.  I've struggled with society thinking being beautiful means being thin and perfect and youthful.  I've also struggled with my own desire to be back into something close to my original body.  I want to look down and not see a squishy mess.  My kids poke at my Jello belly and blow raspberries on it.  I still look 4 months pregnant and my abdominal muscles are permanently separated (diastasis).  I struggle with my body image most often when being intimate with my husband.  Nothing says sexy like a big squishy belly when you're about to get it on.  Hey!  I want to feel good about myself and leave the lights ON for a change.  (Side note - My husband has never once shamed me for my body and doesn't care if the lights are on or not and I love him so much for that!) 

Then comes the major part where I feel completely selfish for wanting this for myself.  My husband and our family will need to be completely in charge of the kids for a week at least...most likely two.  Since having kids, no one has had to take care of me before.  I might get a few hours of a kid-free time after barfing up both lungs and tending to the rest of the family's yuck, but I've never had to rely on anyone else to take care of my kids or me for this long.  This was by far the biggest struggle for me.  Thankfully, I have a very supportive extended family who have all agreed to help me on this adventure.  Then there's the money factor...this surgery is not inexpensive and most insurances won't cover a penny.  Some get massages or their hair and nails done weekly or monthly. Well, this is my pampering.    

So, I wanted to invite you to share my journey!  I will be having an abdominoplasty (tummy tuck) and breast work done next month (July).  I know there are at least a few of you who want to get some type of 'correction' or a re-do on your post-baby body.  Many people are not comfortable sharing that they had any work done, but I am so excited to have my body back!  I also want the moms of society to not feel badly if you want to have work done either!  Life as a parent is hard enough without feeling negatively about your imperfections.  I am not ashamed that I want my body to match my mind and spirit again! This will just be another part of my journey!!

I will be sharing pre-op and post-op posts with my readers!!  If you have any questions or comments, please share!!!  Have you had any corrections done?  Please share your experience, good or bad!!  If you want to have this done, share what's holding you back.  The whole point of this is to encourage moms to not feel bad about having a body that changed after children, but also not being afraid to feel great about your body again even if it takes a little (or a lot) of extra help. 

TPM

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Words of Wiz-Dumb

There are an infinite number of ways that parents skirt around the words penis and vagina.  In the United States, it seems that those words are profane, regardless that they are legitimate medical terms for human anatomy.  My kids are no exception.  We have used the words penis and vagina at ease.  Whichever word or term is used, they still break out in fits of giggles.  Penis and vagina come out "peanuts" and "gyna", respectively.  Those, I can understand.  But it gets worse.

In 3-year-old child-speak, they have coined the terms "pee-pee butt" and "poo-poo butt".  This is more geared towards my daughter, you know, because of the cracks on both sides (Oh, yes. I just said that).  She understands that makes her a girl, but the boys use the phrase on themselves, too.
They also use it as insulting terms towards each other.  Yay.  I guess it's better than saying @sshole.

Of course, they crack-up when they see a bottom or boobies.  The girl wonders when she'll get big boobies like mommy.  The boys wonder when they'll get medium boobies like daddy...and daddy doesn't like that very much.  He also doesn't like how the boys are peeing outside.  It's not the fact that they pee outside, it's that they sometimes want to pee like their sister.  They call it peeing backwards.  They face away from a tree, squat, point their peanut backwards and wiz away, laughing hysterically the whole time.  Not a very good image.  Get to work on teaching them the right way, Daddy. 

And for your viewing pleasure...a picture of big boobs...wait, I mean a plumbers ass-crack.  My bad.


TPM

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Pre-Apocalypse Warning - Prancercise

I'm all for getting in every bit of exercise a person can, but there has to be a line of pure insanity.  Richard Simmons - okay for the 70's and 80's, but bad hair and outfits.  Michael Jackson - Thriller, not a workout per-se, but soooo much fun!!  Billy Blanks - boot camp style, good thing it's not real 3-D (for multiple reasons).  P90X - please make it stop! Jillian Michaels - why is she so angry at me? 

There have been many tried and true exercise programs, but PRANCERCISE takes the cake (hmmm...cake).  I strongly believe that the Apocalypse is near, because this crap is awful!!  For those who don't know, Prancercise is a 'workout' where you dance around like a horse.  Apparently, there are three types of horsey dancing.  I'm not sure if having your workout pants crammed up your crotch make you burn more calories, but the woman in this video is sporting one just in case.  Watch this...I dare you not to laugh or at least throw out an OMG.


Honestly, it looks like she's trying to scratch an itch on her butt without using her hands.  I can understand this if she's holding a kid, three bags of groceries, and her car keys, but here she has no excuse.  If nothing else, at least we can keep this in mind for our future ass itches.  Personally, I'd rather just do Thriller instead.  But, if you happen to see a bunch of people doing Prancercise at the same time...run!!  The zombie apocalypse has officially begun. 

TPM

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

You Get By With A Little Help...

Sitting in a quiet house late at night watching the Olympics makes me wonder.  What makes that person's path so much different than the rest of us?  They are obviously extremely hard workers and have the dedication that many don't.  But what about the 'Average Joe or Jane'?  So, we might not have the genetic makeup to be the fastest swimmer or do back/side/front flips like a super-human gymnast, but we do still possess the potential for greatness.  No matter how hard we try, most of us can never be Wonder Woman.  However, with a little help from others on our journey, we can still give it one heck of a try!

Whether you think your life is molded by others or not, you're life is at least guided by their actions.  Call it fate or destiny, we are on a life path.  Just this week, I experienced the graciousness of an old teammate's parents.  We're talking almost 20 years ago teammates.  I was delivering a work order and they invited my whole family to come out and use their pool.  Oh, it was 106 degrees that day AND they gave us lemonade.  Gracious!

A couple of weeks ago, my wonderful neighbor helped me with a work project that I would still be on at this moment if it weren't for her help.  Many nights before she helped, I stayed up until 1am sewing (and catching up on GLEE) to get my many etsy orders completed.  AND she taught me how to use a sewing machine.  Bless that woman!

Tonight, I sent a tweet (btw, I never tweet) to a company I thought might like to hear about my new business.  Needless to say, I was soon in a wonderful conversation with a woman in Canada.  It felt like we've been friends for years!  The potential of what could come of the business opportunity is endless.  My heart is filled with hope and possibilities.  A complete stranger gave this great opportunity to me!

Even small trivial actions can have an impact on us.  Take for instance the other driver who will actually let you merge into traffic without causing you to have a coronary or the young man who will actually hold open a door for you.  Even the suggested action of someone helping you can be huge.  As I typed the beginning of this post, an old friend said he would ask a contact of his about getting some pro-football game tickets for a game I really want to see.  Out of the blue!  This world is filled with self-less people if you just open your eyes.

These small or large acts of kindness help fill up our emotional bank accounts.  It sounds corny, but it's true.  For each negative feeling or action, we make a withdrawal from the account.  For each positive feeling or action, we make a deposit.  So, it makes sense that if we withdrawal too much from that account, things will be bad.  We'll feel bad and will stress about how we got there to begin with.  On the other hand, if we constantly keep adding to the account, we will be happier with less stress and more confidence.  No matter where you go...you'll be the one standing there in the end, so you better make it good.

Even though the commercials are a big hokey, Pass It On!  A simple act of kindness can make such a big difference to the person who's had a terrible day, week, year.  By sharing some of your own kindness with others, you end up filling up your own emotional bank account.  We all know the economy is in the tank and many of our friends and neighbors are feeling the pinch.  So, the next time you are walking down the hall at work, look others in the eye and smile.  Say, "Hi" or give a compliment.  Open the door for a stranger or let a person with only 3 items in front of you in line at the grocery store.  Pray for a complete stranger.  Tell a kid how much potential you see in them.  Pay for the person behind you to get a cup of coffee.  Help out a friend in need or donate some time or money to your favorite charity.  Give your kids random hug attacks or write your husband a sweet (or naughty) note.  Keep it all meaningful and close to your heart.  By giving to others, you just might be surprised at how good it makes you feel.  Who knows?  You might just start a chain reaction of kindness.

For all of you old enough to remember:  Cue "The Wonder Year's" theme song... "With a Little Help From My Friends".

Toodles!

~ Leslie





Friday, June 22, 2012

The Truth About Jamberry Nail Shields

Do Jamberry Nail Shields Really Work?
Maybe it was the way I was raised, but for some reason, fashion is just not my thing.  I generally dress in neutral colors and wear little to no makeup.  I am was a severe nail biter for as long as I can remember.  My hands always looked 'stubby' and non-girly to me.  When I was able to afford acrylic nails, they looked so much better, but I didn't have the time or money to keep that up on a consistent basis.  When it was time to remove the acrylic, it was like trying to give birth out my cuticles (sorry for that image).  

In walks my friend, Heather!  She had on these AMAZING nails!! They were so cute and colorful.  I figured they'd be expensive and would never work on my short, stubby nails. I went to a Jamberry Nails party and was pretty skeptical.  I knew nothing about them other than they were so stylish and colorful.  Would they work on little miss nail-biter?  The short answer?  YES!

I have very thin and bendy nails when they do grow out.  Acrylic nails would always pull away from the sides of my flexible nails.  My nail would also pull away from the underside of the acrylic causing me to pick at my nails (I'm nervous remember).  Nail polish?  Forget about it!  If I ever could stay still enough to actually have them dry without smearing (I have three kids and that's pretty much impossible), they'd peel or chip away in about a day.  Needless to say, my Jamberry set has been on for a week and is still going strong.  


From this.......




....to theeeeese!!
Jamberry nails are made of a non-toxic material that is flexible with your nail and requires NO DRYING TIME.  Put them on and go!  All you need to activate them is a hair dryer.  That's right.  A hair dryer.  See the clip below for the actual application instructions.  


I loved them so much I became a consultant myself.  There are over 250 styles and you are sure to find something you like.  I challenge you to take the Jamberry test and try them on.  I will send you a free sample to try and if you like them, please let me be your Jamberry consultant.  And you know the deal: if you host a party in your home or online, you have the opportunity to get a free set of Jamberry Nails with no purchase necessary from you.  You can even earn half-off sets if you do choose to make a purchase!!


My Jamberry site is www.Leslie.JamberryNails.com.  If you are interested in purchasing a Jamberry Nails set or want to try a free sample, please e-mail me at marin.leslie@hotmail.com with your address and why you'd like to try Jamberry.  (samples will be of a random style).

Can't wait for you to try these!

Leslie Marin


Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Breaking the Cycle of Anxiety


If you haven't already done so, please take a look at part 1 of this post dealing with anxiety, fear, and worry.

Part 2 of this post will address something we all deal with on a daily basis: anxiety, fear, and worry.  However, some of us experience it (rationally or irrationally) in an entirely different way.  You might think you are more impacted by anxiety and fear than most people.  If you have ever experienced a panic attack or thought your heart was going to pound out of your chest, you most likely have anxiety troubles.  There's good news!  You're not alone!  You are stronger than you can imagine and I have some tried and true methods that might help you combat your anxiety a little bit better.

Notice I didn't say you'd never experience anxiety or fear again.  There will always be times you are more anxious or situations that will trigger a panic attack.  However, once you have the proper tools in your arsenal to effectively fight your fears, you should become more comfortable knowing you are strong enough to stop the attacks on your own!

The first step is to know what fear triggers your anxiety.  What is your specific fear?  What event/place/person/thing triggers your anxiety?  Most of you will already know this by heart, but it is important to know exactly what you're afraid of in order to zero in on the solution.  For example, one of my big fears is that I will be in a place (car, airplane, movie theater, restaurant, etc.) and vomit in front of the whole world.  Yikes.  I'm not sure anyone would be fond of that, but that specific fear is what causes my anxiety.  Since my fear is getting 'trapped' and feeling unable to flee if necessary, the thought of that fear causes my anxiety and triggers a panic attack.  Clear as mud, right?  So, any situation where I may foresee my fear coming true causes my anxiety.


The second and very important step is to face that fear.  The human response to fear is fight or flight and since we don't really have saber-tooth tigers to run away from anymore, the most common human response is to flee.  However, in order to retrain your mind and body to tolerate the fear, you'll need to expose yourself to the situation that causes the anxiety.  For instance, let's say you're afraid of snakes.  The best way to tackle that fear is to start very, very small.  A phrase I like to use is to take 'baby steps' toward your goal.  First, talk to others about snakes.  Then look at pictures of snakes.  Next, go to pet store with snakes there.  Then, go and look at snakes in a cage.  Next, sit next to a person holding a snake and eventually safely touch the snake.  This will probably be very uncomfortable, but once you see that the likelihood of the snake hurting you is very minimal, you'll start to become more comfortable.  Bit by bit, the anxiety will lessen.  You will most likely always be on high alert when thinking of or being around snakes, but you'll be less likely to go into full panic mode.

Felix and his Bag of Tricks
Next, be prepared!  Always be ready for the unexpected with your own bag of tricks.  If you feel like you have your back against the wall with no options, a panic attack is likely to happen.  Since my fear involves throwing up, I will put a big Ziploc bag in my purse or pocket when I expect to be in an uncomfortable situation.  I also limit food consumption so that when my stomach gets churny, I'm less likely to 'lose' anything if I do get sick (but that's my thing and I'm not telling you not to eat, because that's completely your call).  Since getting overheated is another result of my anxiety, I will make sure to pack an iced washcloth in the summertime and wear clothing that allows me to cool off.  Even in the winter, I will wear layers that can be peeled down to a tank top if necessary.  Even on car rides, I will put my hand or arm next to the window to help me cool off if it's cold outside.  I will also tend to sit very close to an exit door or a restroom if possible.  I'm always scanning for the easiest route out.  You might also keep some small hard candy around in case being anxious results in a drop in blood sugar.  I bet you are so in tune to your surroundings when you become anxious that you'll find numerous ways to use your environment to help you maintain composure.  Just do what you need to do in order to ease your mind and that will help reduce the 'what if's' that tangle us up.

Another step is to have a distraction if possible.  When my mind gets fully engrossed in the what if's and worrying, it's almost too late.  Do not, I repeat, DO NOT let the what if's get control of you!  Your brain physically tricks your body into freaking out, causing a body chemistry chain reaction that leads to a full blown panic attack.  I've found that having a script in my head helped draw the focus away from the what if's.  This sounds silly, but I took a physiological psychology class and memorized the synapse process from a source of pain, like a stubbed toe, to get to the brain.  Whenever I was having a moment of panic, I'd quickly take a deep breath and repeat the mentally arduous process to myself over and over.  This would give my brain and body a chance to stall out and lessen the anxiety.  For those of you who have seen the great movie French Kiss, try to imagine your 'stone cottage'... your happy place that will put your mind at ease.  Memorize the order of Presidents, or count numbers divisible by 3, or how to get 4 gallons of water from a 3 gallon and 5 gallon jug (I hate that riddle), or pray your little heart out... anything that will require you to be engaged in thought in something other than your fear.

Breathe!  Breathe!  Breathe!  I never noticed until I saw a self-help on anxiety that I yawn when anxious.  I mean, I yawn every 10 seconds or so until I'm exhausted, but was too engrossed in worry to notice.  I literally hold my breath when my anxiety hits.  The result is a weak, dizzying effect that can take you to near fainting.  Solution: take big, gut filling, breaths for a count of 5 seconds and then breathe out for another 5 seconds.  This will help your body expel carbon dioxide build-up and replace it with more oxygen to your brain.  It will also lower your heart rate, which will probably be keeping time with Flight of the Bumble Bee.  This is such a simple step, but has saved me many times.

Lastly, tell your friends and family.  Yes, they may poke fun at you for a bit, but it takes such a huge weight off your shoulders that you would otherwise be carrying alone.  Tell your friends that you're scared of snakes or you'd like to sit at the end of the aisle at the movies.  Tell your teacher that you have a severe fear of public speaking and would like to do your speech first.  Most of the time, people want to help you if they see you wanting to better yourself or know you're truly scared.  After all, what could it hurt?

This post turned out much longer than I originally anticipated, but if you experience anxieties, each of these steps is vitally important.  I'm no doctor (obviously), but I have personal experience with panic attacks and anxiety.  I have also not taken any medications that effectively combat this.  My experiences and my desire to face my fears so they won't control my life have driven me to find the answers.

Please, please, please share your story below and if you need any help, ask!!  Know that others will gain so much from your experiences!  Would you share your story if you knew it would help one other person stand up to their anxieties?  Also, please share this post.  No one ever knew I had panic attacks, because I didn't tell anyone for such a long time.  You never know who this post might help.

Now, go and chase your dreams!!

Leslie