I get so darn excited about progression photos! It’s so funny that they make the process look so quick when it’s anything but for me! Regardless, they’re fun to have, and share – so here’s some various looks at how my bump turned into a baby!
I’m not sure why fully committing to a baby name is so difficult for me – is it this way for everyone?! I know I tend to be indecisive but even once we’ve decided on a name, I still find it hard to declare her name to the world or do anything “official” like decorate her room with her initials. It’s just so final, before things are final, you know?
On the morning of June 30th, at 4:08am, we welcomed our second daughter – Layla Josephine. Although she made us wait an extra 8 days past her due date, once she was on her way, she moved pretty quickly, arriving 9 1/2 hours after my water broke. My mom and sister were in the delivery room (my Dad stayed home with big sister Ellie) and Chris got to catch her, pulling her out by holding under her armpits and placing her on my chest. He didn’t have time to put gloves on – neither did the midwife – because once I started pushing, she came out much quicker than expected. You’ll hear me complain every day about pregnancy pains and discomforts but I’ve been blessed with two relatively smooth deliveries. It doesn’t escape me how fortunate I am.
It’s hard to explain to people who haven’t been here, the tricks your mind plays on you when you’ve passed your due date and your baby hasn’t arrived. It’s a tough moment in time, so much anticipation and no action. Every second you’re wondering, is it time? What about now? Will baby ever come out!? What can I do to encourage it? What am I doing wrong? To induce or not to induce?
Dramatic? Sure. But it also isn’t surprising that it’s all you can think about since for the last 9 1/2 months, you’ve been counting down to this one DAY. And once the day passes, every minute feels like another day too long. And if you’ve had an uncomfortable pregnancy (yup, raising both hands here!), the extra hours feel like unfair torture.
Tomorrow is D-date! I had a feeling this baby wouldn’t be early (Ellie was 4 days late) but I probably could have packed my hospital bag a little sooner than the day before. Since everything has been gathered, I thought I’d share a run down of what I’m bringing this time. It’s a lot LESS than I packed last time – and I probably still won’t use it all.
I’m 39 weeks pregnant today and thought it might be time to start getting things ready to pack in my hospital bag (second pregnancy much?), which includes essential oils of course!
Here are the blends I made today:
When my good friend and sister asked what I envisioned for my Baby Sprinkle, I told them I just wanted an intimate gathering with my closest friends over a pretty table setting. My dreamy garden baby sprinkle grew from there. Not only was the table beautiful but my sister made all the girls flower crowns (LOVE!) and we drank bubbly (or fake bubbly), ate a delicious brunch and created dream catchers over good conversation and laughs. I felt like one very very lucky Mama.
As parents we have both an opportunity and a responsibility to set the stage for our kids’ futures. And that includes what they eat. I’m talking about creating smart habits and healthy preferences – and starting young – so that the stage we’re setting is one that nurtures their growing bodies and brains.
ORIGNAL POST WAS POSTED IN MAY 2015. I HAVE SINCE UPDATED IT WITH A YEAR UPDATE
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Original Post —- May, 2015:
We started potty training Ellie a week and a half ago, coincidentally on her 21-month birthday. I thought I’d share about our little mini-journey: the steps we followed and guidelines we’re still following. Looking back I think it’s almost more about when the parents are ready than the child. There are going to be messes, frustrations and your patience will be tried. But your kid is bright – and they’ll get it!
This day came sooner than I planned. But if I’m being fair, I guess I’m rarely ready for Ellie to grow up. She already seems so ahead of the game, communicating beyond her years, understanding more than a 2-year-old should, being so in tune with herself and her surroundings. It’s freaky sometimes – but its obvious she’s ready for this next step, even if I’m not: PRESCHOOL.