Mom-Shaming, How is That Even a Thing?

This is probably more of a venting post for me, but I want my opinion to be heard on this because I’ve been seeing a lot of it lately and my main question is

 What’s the freakin’ point of it?!


It’s mind blowing to think that mom-shaming is actually a thing in today’s world. Last time I checked, we are all in this together and we all have one goal, to raise our children to be sweet, respectful, successful teenagers and adults. The way that mothers actually put forth an effort to let down other mothers these days is disgusting and frustrating to say the least. What makes you think you’re better than any other mother? Well guess what, you’re not.

Whether you decide to breast feed or formula feed, co-sleep or strictly put them in their crib, work full time or stay at home, have a cesarean birth or natural birth, send your child to daycare or keeping them home, feed them strictly organic food or McDonald’s Happy Meals. WHO CARES.

Why should any other mothers parenting style affect you enough to make nasty comments about it? You would think the maturity of a mother would be above that. We should be supporting each other and learning from each other, not bashing others and trying to be the better mom. Your child will always think you are the best mom out there, because you are their only mom, you’re the one who loves them more than life itself.

I recently had a remark made about my children’s Valentine’s Day photo preview.

“Why wouldn’t you put shoes on your child for their photos”

Hmm, well you know what, maybe my child doesn’t enjoy wearing shoes or considering that I know my child more than anyone else especially another mom-shamer, I know she would just constantly mess with her shoes and I wouldn’t get a good photo out of her. She is ONE, and she looks cute as hell with or without shoes on. If it bothers you that much, that you must go out of your way to comment about it, WHY LOOK. It’s freaking shoes ya’ll, SHOES! Do you seriously have that much time to analyze my photo’s that much? Ignore it, and go about your day worrying about more important things, or at least say something positive!


(In case you all were wondering how “ridiculous” my child looks barefoot)

The difference is with mom-shamers and the actual mother is we know our children and our everyday lifestyle, quite well actually. (super shocking huh?!)

You just think you know our children and lifestyle.

I am so fed up with other mothers who think it’s okay to go out of their way to criticize someone else’s child just to make them look better. Or attempt to put down another mom, and assume they don’t know what they’re talking about just because their entire life isn’t posted on social media for attention. How could you even go about your day happily knowing you were throwing negative comments out about an innocent CHILD.

How do you even have the time for it?

My life is crazy with two kiddos, bless your heart.

Does it seriously make you feel like a better mother when you shame another mom while hiding behind a computer screen? Do you think it makes your children look better? Do you think it makes you look better? Please tell me, I’d LOVE to know the point of mom-shaming. Because in my eyes, it’s a pathetic, selfless way or showing you are insecure about your own self.

To all of you mothers out there throwing kindness around like glitter to all of us other mama’s trying our hardest each and every day, you’re the real MVP. That’s how grown, mature, adult mothers should be living their lives. Sometimes a confidence boost is what a mother needs during a stressful day, even if it’s different from your parenting style. It’s incredible the amount of criticism I see today on social media. I’ve witnessed it personally and I’ve seen it given to other mothers.

We’ve all made mistakes, we’ve all done things we regret, we’ve all wished we could have changed something, and I’m damn sure we’ve all had made comments about other parenting styles while at the playground or walking around the mall, I’m guilty of it, but the biggest thing about it is KEEP IT TO YOURSELF. It doesn’t make you look any better as a mother or human being by expressing your negative comments, if anything it makes you look like a damn fool, and hiding behind a computer screen, making nasty comments doesn’t make it any better than criticizing someone in person. It’s a shame.






Big Mac Salad

Happy Monday!

So I know this recipe sounds a little odd, but my goodness is it delicious! When I was pregnant I always craved Big Mac’s from McDonalds. So, I found this healthier version and just had to make it! (Don’t worry no baby number three, yet!) I was really surprised with how similar this bowl tasted compared to the actual sandwich. It’s a must try if you get a craving for a juicy burger!


Note: In my photo’s, I made 4x the amount of the actual recipe! This recipe is the single serving amount.


Sauce Ingredients:

  • 1 1/2 tbsp lite thousand island dressing
  • 1 1/2 tsp finely minced onion
  • 1/8 tsp granulated white sugar (or a dash of no calorie sweetener!)
  • 1/8 tsp white time vinegar

Bowl Ingredients:

  • 3 cups shredded lettuce
  • 4oz raw extra-lean ground beef
  • 1/3 cups finely chopped onion
  • 1/8 tsp garlic powder
  • 1/8 tsp onion powder
  • Dash of salt and pepper
  • 2 tsp yellow mustard
  • 2 tbsp shredded reduce fat cheddar cheese
  • 3 hamburger dill pickle chips, chopped
  • 1 tsp sesame seeds

You can also add tomato, ketchup, and extra mustard if desired!


For the sauce, add all the ingredients into a bowl and mix


Bring a nonstick sprayed skillet to medium-high heat and combine meat, onion, and spices until the meat is thoroughly cooked and onions have softened.


Once cooked through, remove from heat and add mustard to the meat and combine.


Place the shredded lettuce at the bottom of your bowl, add the meat and your toppings and enjoy.


Let me know what you think!


You’re Not a Bad Mom, It’s Just a Bad Day.

They last few weeks my daughter hasn’t been sleeping like she usually does. Teething is the devil. She’s extremely cranky, the house is mess because she wants to cling to me, and I can tell my son is feeling a little jealous because I’ve been trying to handle her being glued to my hip which cuts my play time with him in half. No matter how many times I try to let him know that since Liliana isn’t a big kid like he is, and that she needs mommy’s help a little more, he still gets upset.


While trying to tend to my children’s needs, I often feel like I’m failing as a mother to both of my little ones. With Kyle, it’s feeling like I’m not spending enough time with him and having our one or one bonding time. With Liliana, it’s not being able to take away her pain and getting her back to her normal self. My son’s favorite words right now are “well nobody wants to play with me”, all while Liliana is screaming her head off because I put her down to try and accomplish some household chores. It rips my heart apart. Words can’t even begin to describe the guilt I feel while trying to clean and not playing with my kids. There is not enough time in the day to accomplish everything that needs to be done. It’s a daily struggle to get everything that I want completed along with tending to every need of my children.

Another thing that brings the ‘bad mom’ feelings out is disciplining my children. This is probably why my husband complains to me for always making him feel like the bad guy, or why my children don’t listen to me as well as they do him. Mommy lets them get away with A LOT. Don’t get me wrong, I yell at and discipline my kids constantly but that doesn’t mean it makes me feel complete crap afterwards. I am a full supporter of discipline. My children will not be raised without manners, but damn does it make my heart hurt. My children will never see that part of me though, the part where I feel bad doing it. I always stay strong in front of them. I must say though, something about that deep, masculine voice of my husband that makes the kids listen the first time around, is music to my ears.

Some nights I break down, shed a few tears. I talk to my husband about it and he reassures me that I’m doing a great job. Sometimes I even struggle to get to sleep at night because I question if I’m spending enough time with my kids. The last thing I want to do is let them down. As much as I want to spend every waking minute playing with them, a dirty house is often a trigger to get my anxiety to escalate.  When my house isn’t clean, it makes me feel unaccomplished and guilty that I’m not fulfilling my duties of being a stay at home mom. My husband works his butt off all day to give me this amazing life, the least I can do is keep our house clean. Also, anytime that my children act inappropriately while out in public or even at home, gets me going too. The last thing I want to do is look like I don’t know how to raise my kiddos.

After these past few weeks, I’ve came to realize that I am far from a bad mom. This is what motherhood is about. If anything has taught be to be strong it’s becoming a mother. Trying to manage time between chores and two kids is a task, but we always seem to figure out. Yelling at them might be difficult now, but I know I won’t regret it when they are older. Ever since I’ve gotten into blogging, reading other mom blogs and learning about their daily lives has made me realize we are all the same. We all go through this craziness, and even though every child is different and every mother’s way of disciplining is different, we deal with the same struggles of motherhood. None of us are alone.

My little boy always goes to bed at night saying he loves me so much, and my daughter smiles at me every night when I rock her to sleep. Raising them is difficult, but worth every minute of the bad days we always seem to overcome.

Always remember, you are not a bad mom. It’s just a bad day. We have all been there, and you’re doing an amazing job!




The Last Month of Being Our Baby

11 Months.

Our little girl is just a month away from being ONE. I was looking on Timehop this morning of videos of her wiggling and hiccuping in my belly. I thought she’d never make her arrival. I was so impatient when it came to waiting for her birth day to come. And now it’s here, the last month of her as a baby. Let the countdown to ONE begin!

Liliana is my wild child. She’s the most loving little human, yet her sass and determination are strong. No matter what it is she wants, she goes for it. She’ll fall over, bump her head, get right back up and keep going. She’s a tough one. She also has that girly girl sass going on also. If something doesn’t go her way, you’ll know it. Those arms go flying and that screechy yell comes out (she might get all that sassiness from me, lol). She always thinks she’s going to miss something, so naps are rare with her. She keeps going and going until bed time, even that’s a struggle. My mother got her wish when she said “I hope you have a child who was just like you when you were younger”. Touché mom. I get it now. I was definitely a crazy one. Thank goodness car seats are more advanced now because that was my specialty, getting out of my car seat while my mother was driving.

Now for Liliana’s milestones… she’s killing it. She has her six teeth still. It was like all six came in at one time then they decided to take a break. She can now say Mama, Dada, Pop, Yes, Hi, Buh Bye, Uh Oh, Ke-Ke, & Rip (the last two are our pups, Keo and Ripken). She is standing on her own for short periods of time and her crawling is more like a speed crawl. She claps and copies everything her brother does. She’s always dancing. She loves her table food, yet she’s still teeny as ever. I wish I knew where it all went. I’m also starting to think she’s double jointed like me, because she bends all kinds of different ways. Gymnastics here we come!

This next month is going to be full of party planning and preparation. I don’t want to believe she’s already going to be one, but I’m so excited for the adventures ahead. Her personality is incredible. She’s definitely an extrovert, she’s going to be an outgoing one. I enjoy watching this little girly girl grow!

Follow me on Instagram for all the party planning and countdown to one, @katiecunni Follow the hashtag #LilianaMarieTurnsONE

Liebster Award

You guys! I was just recently nominated for the Liebster Award. When I first saw my nomination, I had no idea what it meant. After reading up on it, I am so grateful that Insignificant Mom Talk nominated me! All I want out of this blog is to connect with people and write enlightening and valuable information that others could read about and relate to. I’m so happy that my writing is interesting and inspiring to others.



So what is a Liebster Award?

The Liebster Award is recognition for bloggers by other bloggers. It’s only coincidental that the name is derived from the German word that means “beloved, or dear” in English. It’s been around in some form or another since 2011, so I think there is at least some credence to its name.

If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award AND YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT, write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to them on your blog.
  2. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”.
  3. Answer the questions about yourself, which will be provided to you by the person who nominated you.
  4. Provide random facts about yourself.
  5. Nominate blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 1000 followers.
  6. Create a new list of questions for the nominees to answer.
  7. List these rules in your post.
  8. Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!)

Random facts about me:

  1. I am obsessed with buying travel cups/mugs
  2. I had major back surgery in 2014 which started my weight loss journey
  3. I have the mouth of a sailor
  4. My four-year-old son and I love telling ‘knock knock’ jokes to each other
  5. I could watch Disney movies all day long
  6. I prefer winter over summer
  7. I want to get into photography
  8. I want to eventually fill my entire arm with tattoos about my kids
  9. I went from working full time, to staying home with my kids. Best decision ever
  10. I want to rescue every dog that needs a home


 My nominations:

When I first started my blogging journey, there was a few bloggers who stood out to me. Check out these awesome bloggers and follow along with their posts. You won’t regret it!

  1. A Vodka Kind of Mom
  2. Misadventures
  3.  This Plain Life
  4. Lets Talk Mommy

My questions from Insignificant Mom Talk:

  1. How long have you been blogging and why did you start? I started about a month ago. I mainly started because I wanted to gain a hobby that not only I enjoyed, but something that could interest others also. I had a lot of thoughts and ideas bottled up in this brain of mine, and blogging is the perfect way to express them!
  2. Would you consider yourself tech savvy? I’d say I’m pretty tech savvy. I use technology a lot in my daily life. From taking photos and editing them myself, to texting and communicating mainly through email. I’d honestly be lost with my phone.
  3. What is something you couldn’t function without? Probably my phone. I hate to say that, but I have everything on there! Doctors appointments, school functions, and lets not forget phone numbers that I’ll never memorize.
  4. Are you a parent? If so what do you say is your parenting style? I’m a laid-back parent, but I’m also that mom who teaches their kids to be independent. I don’t co-sleep or anything in that nature. My son is four and he already knows how to do a lot of things on his own. He knows that if he gets something out, he must put it away himself. My daughter will be raised the same way.
  5. Have you found your soulmate? I have found my soulmate and we’ve been married a little over a year!
  6. What is something that you love that others just don’t get? PDA. My husband hates it, but I love to show off the love I have for him. Some may think it’s gross, but I just call it being in love.
  7. Favorite movie of all time? I know I’m crazy for saying this, but A Night at the Roxbury. My husband makes fun of me all the time for it, but I’ve loved it ever since I was a child. I could probably quote every line.
  8. If your life was a sitcom, what would it be called?The Crazy Cunningham Crew.We’re a family full of craziness and humor. My husband and I both have an incredible sense of humor, and it rubs right off on our children also.
  9. Do you have any big regrets? No major regrets, but I don’t regret not taking care of myself when I when pregnant with my son in 2013. I gained a lot of weight during that pregnancy and I’m still trying to get it off!
  1. Favorite holiday? And why? Christmas (of course!), but now have children during the holiday season. I enjoy the memories we make, and the happiness on their faces all season long.
  1. What is something that you believe that is an unpopular opinion? I own two pit bulls and I believe their reputation of being a dangerous dog is bogus. They are the most loving and compassionate pups I’ve ever owned!

Questions for my nominees:

  1. How would you describe your blogging style?
  2. How do you want to improve yourself in the next year?
  3. What’s your favorite cheesy pick-up line? Have you ever used it for real?
  4. What is your biggest guilty pleasure?
  5. What’s the funniest prank you’ve ever pulled on someone?
  6. What five things do you always have with you?
  7. What accomplishments are you most proud of?
  8. What inspires you?
  9. Shark diving, bungee jumping, or sky diving?
  10. What kind of phone was your first cell phone?

One Successful Christmas

Another Christmas has come and gone in the blink of an eye. With all the stress and anxiety finally over, it was all worth it. My babies were in all their glory on Christmas morning. Of course, with me being that ‘crazy’ mom, I spent about fifteen minutes figuring out the perfect way to sit the presents under the tree. I don’t lie when I say my husband probably thinks I’m crazy. We obviously knew they would just get torn open in the morning. But that’s what this Momma does. That’s what make me feel satisfied. I went through all the madness of shopping and wrapping. You better believe they will get laid just perfectly.

Funny thing with yesterday morning was my husband, the kids grandparents, and I were up before both the kids. Around 7:30-8 we decided to finally wake them up because I couldn’t wait any longer. I never thought watching your kids open presents on Christmas morning would be more enjoyable then when you actually received all the gifts. Seeing my kids faces light up when then opened their gifts not only gave me a sigh of relief because they were so happy, but I sat there thinking “Yup, I did that, I made my kids that happy”. I tell you, it’s one good feeling.

Of course Liliana wasn’t understanding the whole ‘Santa came’ thing this year, but she definitely enjoyed tearing up some paper and seeing her toys. Kyle on the other hand was absolutely hilarious. Just about every gift he tore open was followed by a “Whaaaaaat no way, mom look as this” or “Mom! Santa did good”. I really need to start recording his reactions so when he’s older I can embarrass him to his friends and girlfriends (I’m totally going to be that mom). One moment that truly melted my heart was that Kyle was willing to take time to help his little sister. He handed her presents, helped her open them, and showed her all of her gifts. It was the sweetest thing I’ve ever witnessed.

One thing I’ve learned about Christmas Day is don’t forget to have batteries! I’m so relieved we had plenty this year so all the toys were able to work properly. I forgot them last year and that was a total mom fail. Within the course of an hour after gift opening, Kyle had about 80% of his gifts up and running. I’m pretty sure my fingers are about to fall off from all the twisting, snapping, and box opening I was doing. But that’s what motherhood is all about, exhausting yourself so your kids are happy. With all the gift hiding, traveling, and eating terribly I’m ready to get back on track for the new year. I’m already excited for next year though.

I hope yours was just as great as mine was!

Ten Months of Sassiness

My baby is ten months ya’ll! Why is it so much harder to accept a double digit month then a single digit one!? Actually, why do our babies have to grow up so fast in general?! I can’t handle it. My baby fever is going to be coming back soon. I guess that calls for baby number three 😉


If anyone reading this has met my little Liliana, you’ll know she’s a little firecracker. She’s my little sour patch kid. She’ll do something mean, then snuggle you to make you feel better. Her personality is hilarious, maybe one of the very few things she’ll get from me. Except her father is pretty humorous himself, one of the reasons I fell in love with him. She is a spitting image of her daddy. The only thing she got from me is her eyes (which is what she gets the most compliments on anyway, lol).


While my son has more of a sensitive side, she’s tough. Her father is already talking about buying her boxing gloves and teaching her how to throw a punch. Just the other day, she hit her forehead on the hard floor and didn’t make a peep. She looked at me for a second, I told her she was good, and she went about her playing. The only time she cries is when she’s hungry and doesn’t want to nap.

The funny thing is with her being so tough, she’s my teeny little thing too. Tiny and fierce. Complete opposite from her brother, who I think is constantly growing. She’s my little 15 pound princess at 10 months! When she was born she was 6lbs 15oz, which was actually heavier then her brother, but they are definitely opposite. To this day she still fits in 6 months clothes. She still swims in 9 months. But hey, I can’t complain, she isn’t constantly growing out of clothes and she is developing perfectly! Plus she’s a little piggy, so I don’t know where the weight goes.


She’s now waving and saying “Hi” and “Buh Bye”, she has “Mama” and “Dada” down. She’s just about standing on her own. She loves to dance and play with her brother (Maroon 5 is a favorite of hers). She gets into EVERYTHING, of course. She has her diva moments for sure. When you put her somewhere she doesn’t want to be, the legs starts flying and the whining starts, and you bet she gets her way, every single time (especially from daddy, he’s wrapped around her finger). She will scream until she has someone’s attention, then when she does, she’ll just wave hi for a good minute. She smiles at everyone and makes sure she has a babbling conversation with everyone she sees.

She knows she’s spoiled. When it’s bedtime, she refuses to fall asleep on her own. She likes mommy or daddies arms. She’ll sit up in her rocker and try to have a full conversation with you in baby talk. It’s the funniest thing, I swear in her mind, I truly believe she honestly knows what she’s saying. She cracks us up. She knows how to hold her bottle, but would much rather prefer if mommy holds it so she can play with her hair. She’s too cool to sit in a shopping cart regularly. She has to stand and see what’s going on. She’s seriously a sassy one.


My girl refuses to nap. She always has to know what’s going on. She thinks she’s going to miss something. She also gives the best open mouthed slobber kisses. I love every single one of them! She’s the best daughter and little sister we could ask for. Sometimes I can’t help but brag a little.

She’s going to be a handful when she’s older. I hope daddy is ready. I can see it now, she’s going to want the car all the time. She’s going to want to always go out with her friends. She’s going to break curfew, she’s going to ask for money to go shopping. She’s going to be just like mommy was, hehe. That’s why I’m preparing my husband now, giving him fair warning that I was a wild one, so she might be too.

All I know is when she’s a teenager (and this goes for my son too), she’s going to be raised right to where she knows right from wrong. Exactly how her father and I were raised. I knew my limits. I knew if I did something wrong, my parents would beat my ass. You bet we’re going to do the same, to both kids. My kids will know discipline and respect. No doubt in my mind they will treat others the way they want to be treated.

But seriously though, I can’t even think about the teenage years yet. I want to keep them little forever! Soon enough she’ll be one, so I’m cherishing each month as it comes. Come to think about it, I need to start planning her birthday party. Of course it’s themed, but I’ll keep that a secret right now.

Happy 10 Months Liliana Marie.


Slow Cooker Shrimp Scampi

So I am the Queen of the slow cooker when it comes to being a mom of two. I don’t know about you, but it’s such a great feeling to be able to get other crap done while dinner cooks. Plus, trying to cook a meal with a toddler running around like a maniac & a ten month old who wants to get into everything, is quite difficult. So tonight I tried something new, shrimp scampi. Of course just about all of my ideas are Pinterest inspired but I just had to share this recipe with ya’ll because it was freaking delicious, and super simple!

All you need is…

  • One package spaghetti (optional, I used thin)
  • 1lb of raw jumbo shrimp (I left my tail on)
  • 1/4 cup of chicken broth
  • 2 tablespoons of olive oil (I used extra virgin)
  • 2 tablespoons of butter
  • 1 tablespoon minced garlic
  • 2 tablespoons parsley (I just used dry)
  • 1/2 fresh squeezed lemon
  • Salt and pepper to taste

First, peel your shrimp, but leave the tails on for flavor.

Add the chicken broth, olive oil, butter (I chopped mine into smaller pieces), garlic, and parsley into the slow cooker and mix a little. Then add the shrimp and squeezed half of the lemon over it all, then mixed it up a little more.

I put my shrimp on low for about 2 1/2 hours. I was also told you can put it on high for 1 1/2 hours if you want to get it done quicker, but I had some time so I chose the low option.

When your shrimp is almost finished, you’ll want to boil up your spaghetti, and drain. Pour the shrimp and juices on top of the spaghetti, or even eat the shrimp plain without the pasta.

I added a little more lemon juice over the finished plate along with some parmesan cheese and dug in! It’s so simple yet so delicious.

I think the best part about this recipe is you can choose healthier options to make it even lighter. Such as reduced sodium (or fat free) broth, light butter, and some extra virgin olive oil. You could even swap out regular spaghetti for whole grain, or just leave it out completely so you don’t have the added carbs.

If you have some extra shrimp, you can whip up some shrimp salad like I did! All I used is

  • 1/4 cup of mayonnaise
  • 1 tablespoon of fresh lemon juice
  • 1 tablespoon of Old Bay (I always add a ton more because I love it)
  • 1/2 teaspoon of onion powder

I sprinkled a little bit of parsley in there. You can also add celery or replace the onion powder with actual chopped onions, but I didn’t have it this time around.

I hope you enjoy, because I did 😉

Being A Pit Bull Mom w/ Two Little Ones

So I wanted to get away from the Christmas vibes for a second and talk about my pups.

There is always so much bad news going around about babies and pit bulls together. I get it, they have a bad name, but my question is, have you ever owned one while having little ones in the house? Because mine are amazing with both of my children, so I’m not sure why everyone talks down about them. Maybe I can be wrong, and I somehow, magically got lucky with the only two good ones on the planet but who knows. I just want to express some positive information on these loving pups, and tell you my story of being a mom with pit bulls around my babies. I’m very compassionate about this subject, because I despise the fact that my babies get disrespected just because of their breed.

When I first met my husband, the two dogs were his. There’s Keo, our 8-year-old pure Blue Pit who is the most loyal and protective dog I’ve ever met, it’s amazing how smart he is. He’s always alert and knows what’s going on 24/7. Any bad vibes going on around us, he’ll be sure to make it known. Then there is Ripken, our 6-year-old rescue. I’m pretty sure he has some boxer in him, but he is our lover, he loves to cuddle and sleep. He’ll sleep right on your chest and stay there all night long as long as he’s under a blanket. He’s scared of everything under the moon, but my boy can catch a bird like it’s nothing, then bring it to you as a gift.


My son was a little over a year old when he met the dogs, and I do admit I was nervous bringing him over there. Slightly because they were “pit bulls” and all I knew at first was the stories you heard all around you, and how terrible and harmful they were with kids, but it was mainly because they were never really around young children before. I firmly believe that the only stories that news stations or other sources want to put out about dog bites involve pit bulls, because it grabs the attention of viewers the most. It just gives them another reason to keep talking bad about the breed. I’ve worked in Urgent Care facilities where people have come in for dog bites, and guess what, they weren’t pit bulls, not one! You don’t see those going around, do ya? Some of those bites were brutal too. So anyway, about a few hours into the first encounter with Kyle, I had no worries in the world, the nerves were gone. Those dogs adored him and I could tell Kyle loved them back. All they wanted to do was play with him, sit by his side, and cuddle. Not one growl or sign of aggression what so ever.

Above was the first day they met.

From that day on Kyle and the dogs were inseparable. Keo is the most protective dog towards him. When Kyle was younger, Keo would block steps to keep him from falling, he’d walk right next to him just in case he fell over, if he bumped his head he would lick him until Kyle felt better. Even with me, he doesn’t leave my side. No matter where I’m sleeping he’s right next to me. If I’m rocking the baby at night, he’s right next to the rocker. Even when I’m in the shower, he’s lying on that floor. To this day Keo never goes a minute without making sure Kyle is okay. If he’s in his room playing, he’ll make sure he runs in there every few minutes just to make sure everything is good. If Kyle is playing outside, Keo will cry until he’s out there with him or he’ll stare through the window and never look away. Just the other night, we didn’t hear Kyle crying in his room, and Keo licked my husbands face until he woke up. It’s amazing how intelligent these dogs are. Ripken is probably Kyle’s best friend. They lay together, read together, even wear clothes together (pictured below). He lets Kyle do anything to him, and he just sits there and enjoys it. Every night he’ll jump up in Kyle’s bed and want to sleep with him. He never wants to leave his side either.

Then Liliana was born. They were never around an infant before so I was little curious on how they would react. I wasn’t sure how jealous they would feel, because they were definitely used to being the babies. Before I came into my husband’s life, it was only him & the dogs. There were a few things I made sure to do before the baby came home, and it really seemed to work..

  • Play baby noises before the baby is actually here, especially a baby crying
  • Put them in the nursery a lot to get used to the scent
  • Have them smell the new baby detergent you use
  • Have someone bring a blanket home from the hospital so they can smell it before the baby arrives
  • Give them a little extra attention so nobody feels jealous, such as extra walks
  • Let them sniff the baby when they arrive
  • Never show negativity around they baby, so they see them as a positive addition. (Which of course they are!)

When she first came home they absolutely loved her, and still do as she grows. Honestly Keo was scared to go around her at first. She was so little and fragile, he didn’t want to do anything to disturb her. He did start laying by her side though when she slept, and when she cried he’d go up, give her a teeny lick and walk away. Ripken was all about her when she came home. He always wanted to kiss her or lay his head right on her feet while I fed her. He was already the biggest cuddle bug ever, so she was someone new to lay with. These dogs wouldn’t hurt these kids, they live in their home, they are family. I don’t just have two kids, I have four.

Overall, I am a firm believer that ANY dog could potentially do harm to a child. It’s their instinct, they are dogs. They all have similarities. I’ve heard stories of someone getting bit by a dog as small as a chihuahua. You obviously never want to leave a baby alone with any dog, no matter how big or how small. You never know. I just disagree with the fact that all pit bulls are harmful, and I wanted to show a little positive outlook on the breed, because in my eyes they are amazing. They are loving, protective, compassionate dogs. They were even called Nanny dogs back in the day.. I’m pretty sure that shows something right there. My boys do not deserve to be treated bad just because of their breed. People have even walked away from me while I was walking them in my neighborhood. All these dogs would do is lick you to death. I have no regrets with raising my children around Pit Bulls, and I probably will continue for years to come.