Cassy Fiano

Hi everyone! My name is Cassy Fiano. I was born in Jacksonville, Florida. My husband and I met when we were twelve, at a birthday party where he fell on the pool deck and broke one of his front teeth. I worked in several different fields until I got married. My husband and I knew that we wanted to have a family and that when we did, I would be a stay-at-home mommy. Last July, we found out I was pregnant, and on the day of my first doctor’s appointment, he deployed to Afghanistan. Unfortunately, during my pregnancy, I ended up with preeclampsia. Luckily, my husband returned the morning of my scheduled induction, so the day he came home from Afghanistan was the day we went to the hospital. 16 hours and a c-section later, we had our beautiful little boy, Benjamin. Being a parent has changed my life. I’ve learned to be more patient; that it’s possible to operate on two hours of sleep, and I’ve also learned that I never really knew what stress was until I experienced a baby crying inconsolably for four hours straight. I’ve learned that looking at my son sleeping in my arms can move me to tears, that I never really loved anyone the way I love my him, and that all of the hard times can be completely wiped away with one little smile. The last four months have been an incredible journey, and I can’t wait to share the rest of it with you!

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What Is A Clean House?

 

I’m an anal person. I fully admit that. I love to clean and organize. Having a baby makes this nearly impossible. I clean up my house just to have her follow me and take it all out again. My living room looks like a disaster area on a regular basis.

I’ve learned rather quickly that you can’t have nice things with a baby. I’ve had my furniture for 2 weeks and they are already covered in snot, milk, eggs, and cookie crumbs. All house decorations have to be up high or else she will get them. There is a huge change in my idea of a home.

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Pre-baby I thought of my perfect home as lot’s of strategically placed decorations and accents, always in pristine condition, and never any dirt or  mess. Now my perfect house has books everywhere, toys in and on the furniture, random cookies in the couch and a naked baby running around waiting to pee at any moment.

A home is where a family lives. It’s where memories are shared and made. Dirt and crumbs just make a home. I walk into my house and at first cringe a little but then I smile because Abigail loves it. She always runs to her favorite toys right where she left them, in the middle of the floor.

 

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