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?
It’s just silly how much “stuff” a newborn requires. So when we found out we were pregnant with another girl, we were relieved to think all we’d need to buy was diapers and a few new outfits. We already had all the baby necessities, what else would we need?! We were apparently a little naïve as well because fast forward a few months and we found ourselves acquiring quite a few new things. Read more
I know better. I’ve been through it before. I know well enough that it might feel like the end of the world but really it’ll be such a small tiny blip of time in the grand scheme of things. I even knew it was coming so I wasn’t surprised, and yet here I am, starting to feel overwhelmed by it again.
The dreaded 3 to 4 month sleep regression.
It’s not in my style to want to dress matchy-matchy with my daughter, or even to dress my daughters in matching clothes. Or so I thought. I tend to eat my words a lot around here.
Apparently twinning can be fun. A couple weeks back, Ellie and I sported our matching Albion Fit yoga pants to the park to ease me back into postpartum fitness. A couple runs up and down the hill was all I needed.
Like a true Leo, I usually don’t mind a big celebration for my birthday, but this year I really didn’t expect much considering I had a 5 week old newborn, not even a good nights’ sleep! But Chris insisted we do something, so we hired a babysitter, crossed our fingers and enjoyed our first post baby date night in celebration of the big 3-4. Read more
My initial worries and fears about breastfeeding were relatively normal. When I was pregnant I wondered if I would produce enough milk or how much it would hurt during those first weeks. I never worried about whether the baby or I would know how to breastfeed. How hard could it be? There’s a nipple and a mouth, put them together and ta-da! Totally natural, right?!
The bedtime routine is one we all look forward to in this house. It’s a time to slow down, get quiet and enjoy some one on one time before lights out. The highlight of the routine is when we cuddle on the chair and read books.