Reaching the first year milestone is a BIG one, and I think every parent would agree. I describe it like a deep breath. We made it, we survived (mostly) unscathed, and we’re left with the confidence that “ok, we can do this.” The joke that the first birthday party is for the parents isn’t too far from reality. We deserve the celebration as much as anyone, am I right?
Since we’re heading out of town for Layla’s actual birthday and the weekend immediately following, we decided to do an early celebration in San Diego and invite some close friends. Because the party fell almost two weeks before Layla’s actual birthday, I’ve had more time to wrap my head around the fact that she’s ACTUALLY turning one. I can’t tell you how hard it is for me to believe!
The day started out great. Ellie was beyond excited to finally be going to the fair. A week earlier we showed up 3 hours before the gates opened so our visit was postponed. She rode just about every ride she wanted, including the tall rainbow slide three times, played games and won prizes, and even topped off the afternoon with a huge ice cream cone. Heaven for a three year old.
Two years ago I hit publish on a post I called “Motherhood and Confidence” and decided it was time to share my work-in-progress blog with the world. It was actually more like a few family members and instagram friends but nevertheless, just as scary. Although I haven’t posted as much as I’d like lately, this little blog is still super important to me: a place where I can share information, relate with other moms, meet new people… and a creative space that’s all mine. 🙂 Read more
I knew this time was coming, and I have been desperately working to delay it as long as possible. I expected it would be hard but couldn’t imagine quite how emotional it would actually be. Typing “end” in this blog post title produces a heavy feeling. I don’t want this to be the end of my breastfeeding journey. If I had it my way, we wouldn’t be done.
“Have you taken your placenta pills today?” was a common and frequent question asked of me by my husband in the early days after delivering my first baby. I was hormonal, emotional and exhausted as most new moms are. There wasn’t much else my husband could to do to help other than encourage some healthy pill popping.
Even though it’s later than usual, I still feel like Easter crept up on me this year! About two weeks away and time to share some of the fun ideas we came up with last year for Easter egg decorating methods that don’t involve using food coloring.
60 degrees is chilly according to San Diego’s standards – but not too cold for the beach we say! We bundled up and headed to La Jolla to run around with Ellie and dip Layla’s toes in the salt water. A little sunset beach time is good for the soul.
I started this year in sort of a funk. We had just come off a chaotic (albeit fun) 2 ½ weeks home with our families, Layla was nap-regressing and colds and coughs were on heavy rotation in our house. I was far from as organized and centered as I dreamt I would be starting the New Year. Apparently this is a Mercury retrograde thing so I may not be the only one who was (is) feeling like I’m still playing catch up, and feeling unsettled and scattered. Or maybe it’s just a Mom thing.
What says “Christmas in San Diego” more than ice skating on a rink right off the beach?! Or drinking hot chocolate while sweating in the glaring sun? Or decorating christmas cookies under the lights of the beautifully lit Hotel del Coronado?