Samantha Moeller is a mom, entrepreneur and good time girl all rolled into one. She founded Missbehave Magazine and The Hipster Mom. Her hobbies include popping bottles, warming bottles, playing pat-a-cake, night clubbing, shopping for expensive bags & shoes and looking super cute. She is currently residing in Queens with her husband and son Fritz.
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Hummmm, where do I begin…well let’s start with this; I got the opportunity to leave my house for about seven whole hours today…BY MYSELF. My most amazing mom watched Lola while I took Fritz to school, proceeded on to an incredible quiet breakfast alone (I got to read a book!) and this is the best part, I got my hair done!! I know, I know, anyone who is reading this and a) has forgotten about the whole newborn deal or b) doesn’t have kids, may think this sounds like ordinary, mundane stuff. Ooooohhhh noooo it’s not my friend, not if it’s been twenty degrees outside and you spend most of the days, and all of the nights, inside caring for the brood. I realize things will change when Lola can hold her own head up and the mercury rises to above fifty degrees, but until then most of my life happens in my home or at some child care place i.e preschool, play place or parent friends homes. All f*cking kids, all the time. So, you see this was a big deal. Let me repeat, I GOT MY HAIR DONE! It was amazing. I sat back and relaxed, I chatted with my fabulous stylist, big ups to Alder from Woodly & Bunny, and just meandered about before returning to pick up my little hellcat from preschool. Let me just tell you, something as simple as a haircut and color for a new mom is like ecstasy coated in chocolate, in a glass of champagne, sitting on a napkin made of hundred dollar bills. It made the fact that I have to lose twenty pounds just from my midsection a little more bearable. Uuuuhhhhzzz.
Oh and let me remind you…I hadn’t posted a picture of me here in a while because they are all pretty unflattering but here’s a hairstyle before and after. I decided to go back to bangs. I hope I don’t hate myself in the morning…
Let me just say this…I love a good swaddle. Wait, not on me, on the baby. But maybe I should ask BD to swaddle me later on the living room floor with the couch blanket. Oooo that sounds hot…if by couch blanket I meant weiner. Ew, I said weiner. Anyway swaddling is magical in that, in many cases, it puts your baby right to sleep. Fortunately Lola is pretty much the chillest baby ever but, sometimes I can just tell it’s time for a nap even though she’s kinda thrashing her arms about, that’s when I know it’s swaddle time. I go for my best stretchy soft cotton baby blanket and basically mummify her (except her head). I’m not even exaggerating when I say, once I’m done, I look away and then back and she’s asleep. I wish it worked on Fritz. That would rule.
Never welcome your guy home with the words ‘OMG…On Tyra today _________’. They don’t fu*king care. This especially goes for the SAHM. I almost let these words past my lips this evening and immediately stopped myself. Why? Simply put-not a good look. Even though we do spend 99.9 % of the day doing very super mega important stuff, you always want to create the illusion that we never take a respite and flip on talk shows, soaps and LMN movies mid-day. Ok, ocassional afternoon art house fair is one thing but Mother May I Sleep With Danger is another. So just a gentle suggestion…let’s keep the women with two vaginas and the lady with ginormous legs to ourselves. K.
P.S In my defense I typically don’t watch afternoon TV but breast feeding is turning me couch potato.
My Boppy is like another limb. If I need to breastfeed and I can’t find my Boppy I start to panic and yell ‘Where’s my Boppppppppy! Someone bring me my GDamn Boppy!’. When Fritz enquired about the Boppy and asked what it was I told him it was a ‘little nook’. Have you heard a two year old say the word ‘nook’. It’s fucking adorable. Trust me. So the Boppy is essentially a perfect little nook for your little baby to snuggle in and the perfect breastfeeding accessory. I want a gigantic Boppy to snuggle in. When there is a baby shower I always buy the Boppy because it is one of the best and most used gifts you can get someone. The only gripe I have with the Boppy is there could be better covers. The best I’ve seen is some made by Dwell Baby for Target. I want crazy limited edition Bobby covers by artists like Fafi, Krink and Mike Giant. Other than that Boppy’s are the sh*t!
Apparently there are girls out there that read The Hipster Mom who are not yet mothers themselves. And I don’t think they’re necessarily trying to become pregnant anytime soon, they’re just feeling the good vibes radiating from this blog. Take this reader for example. Her BFF writes in:
Dear Hipster Mom,
This is my best friend. She loves you so much she walks around our flat pretending to be pregnant.
-Little Critter
Well thanks ladies! I’m flattered. I think what makes this blog appealing to all women (and even some dudes) is that being a mom can be fun and funny. I get quite a few readers that aren’t moms yet and enjoy reading the antics of a hipster mom. Contrary to what some women think you can be hip and be a mom! Why the fuck not. So I think girls that are where I was five or six years ago see hope for their future in parenting. No need to leave your old life behind…we can have it all!
Don’t cha think Gaga looked just like one of the Pat Field signature images by Martine last night? Total drag queen redux. She’s gone so far that she’s a woman doing a man doing a woman. Woah!
Wow! My good friend Marley Kate sent me these photos. When I look at them I can’t believe how much has changed in my life. They were taken on a photo shoot for Missbehave. These pictures feel like a lifetime ago. The first major change in a long line of changes over the past two years was stopping the magazine. I miss it tremendously but am very content in my new life without it. The next change is obviously the new baby. We’re not a twosome anymore, me and Fritz. We are a mini gang now. Then there’s my body. I look at this photo and yearn to have this figure back by summer….and I will! And last of all, it’s just incredibly amazing how fast time rolls on especially when you have kids. They grow so much every year and it puts such a marker on time. You look back and can’t believe how quickly they grow up. It’s truly incredible and sad at the same time. Fritz is turning into a boy and now with Lola I know this will most likely be the last time I care for a baby of my own. This is one of the reasons I’m happy to be a SAHM right now. I feel so lucky to have the opportunity to basque in their childhood and spend time with them before they are all grown up. As Ferris Bueller says ‘Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.’
Samantha Moeller is a mom, entrepreneur and good time girl all rolled into one. She founded Missbehave Magazine and The Hipster Mom. Her hobbies include popping bottles, warming bottles, playing pat-a-cake, night clubbing, shopping for expensive bags & shoes and looking super cute. She is currently residing in Queens with her husband and son Fritz.
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