Only the Most Important Things on My Phone

I’ve been obsessed with the iPhone since I got the third generation back in 2008. Six years later, I don’t know if I can live without it. It keeps me “organized,” in touch, and keeps my selfie game in check. Finally figured out how to showcase only the important things on my phone: de-clutter with a whole lot of adorable.

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Just fucking kidding. I still am a hot mess.

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Mom Problems: Don’t Ugly-Cry In The Apple Store

My tale of caution for all parents out there and your reliance on technology to obsess over your kid(s).

When you want the new iOS 6 for your iPhone, you download the new software on your phone.

When you download the new software on your phone, your computer crashes.

When your computer crashes, you bring it into the Apple Store.

When you bring it into the Apple Store, the technician tells you your hard drive has failed.

When the technician tells you your hard drive has failed, you can’t help but think of the year-and-a-half worth of photos you kept on your computer of your first-born.

When you can’t help but think of the year-and-a-half worth of photos you kept on your computer of your first-born, you ugly-cry in the Apple Store in front of everybody.

Don’t ugly-cry in the Apple Store. Back up your computer and, especially, your photos.

*An ode to DirecTV‘s best ad campaign yet.

Have you backed up your computer? How do you organize your child(ren)’s photos?

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Mom Problems: That moment you have to delete all your drunk pictures to make room for baby pictures.

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If I were to provide any sort of advice for new parents, it would be to invest in lots and lots of computer hard drive. You won’t know until it’s too late to find out you take way too many pictures of your child. As cliche as it sounds, they do grow up fast so snap every.thing no matter how stupid or embarrassing it may be for both parties in front of and behind the lens. The same applies to any life event really – your wedding, your first house, and especially your 21st birthday. Stupid, drunken moments need as much documentation as possible.

As a reformed party girl, it is without a doubt I have an archive of drunken escapades. My OCD even has the albums all compartmentalized in order of events and I realized I got drunk a lot. This was even after I deleted irrelevant photos that were scattered in random spots, but I still got drunk. A lot. Among these inebriation gems, I’ve been reminded I did all the normal party girl antics. I’m highly guilty of the Duckface and the obligatory slutty Halloween costume. The funnier thing is that these photos were taken a mere two years prior, if not sooner to (and perhaps even during), Humnoy’s surprise announcement that he was growing inside my womb.

Here I am at 13 months postpartum and only about three years out of getting schwasted every weekend with reminders of my past lifestyle to my current one. My drunken photos only took up a smidge of my hard drive because who is sober enough to capture each moment? If you did then you weren’t partying hard enough. Flash forward to 2012 and I have to appease my Mac’s bitchy error message to clear up some space to store each and every photo and video that accumulate daily. Yes, DAY-ly as in every day of my kid doing the same exact thing within the same millisecond.

Best Advice to New Mom and Dad:

  • Say goodbye to your old drunk life captured in pixels
  • Prepare to take many, many, many pictures of your little one(s)
  • Save each and every adorable photo because one day they will appreciate your odd infatuation of their face and eventually you will see this:

How do you store or organize your little one(s)’ photos?

Mom Problems: Thin Mints on a Car Ride

This is my cautionary tale for those contemplating to bring the last sleeve of Girl Scout Thin Mints on a road trip with a Mama and a baby. Pull over and give the kid a boob. Or pack Cheerios. Anything, ANYTHING but Thin Mints.

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