It was my birthday. August 5th. 2015 and 2018. But if you asked my daughters (Ellie in 2015 and Layla in 2018), they would try really hard to convince you otherwise. Same day, 3 years apart, both girls 2 years old. Both girls stubborn and bull-headed. Both girls wrong, for those keeping record.
Layla’s birthday is around the corner so Chris keeps giving me the side-eye. He’s wondering if I’m gonna get crazy with the coordinating and DIY like we did for both Ellie’s first two birthdays. He thinks I’m nuts, like who would really WANT to spend so much time and energy (and money) on a kid’s birthday party? And one they won’t even remember. I get it. It’s not everyone’s idea of fun. But it is mine.
It’s been quiet over here on the blogging-front. I’m not exactly sure why other than I’ve been trying to slow down. In general, in life. This constant nagging, pulling feeling of “I have to do this right away! I must get this done now!” is exhausting. I mean, I have two kids for that (half joking). I don’t need to add more pressure and unnecessary stress to my life. Not that blogging is always stressful, but it can be. It can also be a cathartic, supportive experience. As I write this now, like I’m writing in my journal, I feel grateful to have this space. I’m writing as I feel inspired, and not because of some imaginary rule or deadline I set for myself. That’s not how I want to operate anymore. I’m instead working on the art of slowing down.
Time is a thief. We all know this now. Especially as parents, we feel the panic of time moving so quickly. For me it’s always around Christmas that I am particularly aware of how fast the year has flown by. I always set similar goals for the New Year – to be more present, to document and journal more, and to enjoy the ups and the downs of whatever stage my kids are in. In that vein, I’m sharing this little End of Year Survey I made to lightly touch on those goals. Read more
A friend of ours is having a baby soon and it’s got me thinking about those first moments, days, weeks…there’s nothing like it, is there? I’m pretty certain I won’t be experiencing that newborn amazingness (and exhaustion, who am i kidding?) again but that doesn’t make me less baby-crazy!
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?
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.
Check out my interview with The Baby Chick here!
Baby-Chick.com hosts a ton of mommy, baby and parenting information and resources. I feel beyond honored to be featured as June’s Mommy Chick of the Month. In the interview I talk about myself (not awkward at all), why I started my blog, how Chris and I stay connected and my hopes for my girls’ futures.
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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.