I didn’t really have any intentions of turning into a “Mommy Blogger.” I didn’t want to be “that girl” who becomes a mom and her entire world revolves around her offspring. It was important to maintain some elements of my pre-kid persona. Plus, I also didn’t want to alienate readers. Some people are anti-infants, and I know most people don’t want to read inane accounts of my sleepless nights or blow by blow descriptions of Vince’s bowel movements.
Naive pre-kid Jennie thought this was possible.
Well, you realize that you have inevitably slipped into the realm of “Mommy Blogger ” when you find yourself typing a post about bottle racks in your PJ pants with a kid sleeping on your lap.
But in my defense it isn’t any old boring bottle rack I want to share. It is the perfect marriage of form, function, and fun.
My mom (aka Nana) put this faux grass bottle holder in Vince’s first ever Easter basket. It holds all of Vince’s bottle paraphernalia while brightening up my kitchen counter. (Plus it doesn’t take up that much room!)
Please keep reading even if I end up only ranting about my baby!