Today marks the end (most likely) of my 8mn 11 day journey of breastfeeding L. as I write this and the sadness that this will most likely be the 1st and last time I get to really BF one of my babies it is a chapter I knew would eventually come to a close. It has been an interesting, sometimes stressful, but overall enjoyable experience. Read More »
There are some days that just seem to go smoothly – but those days are few and far between. Other days, I miss my former life. The one where I lived in a little NYC apartment working with my pooch on my lap – taking breaks to go to the dog run or have lunch with a friend. Days when I got up early because it was what I wanted to do – not become a little person was crying for me or waking me from slumber. Days when I took a bath mid-afternoon without worrying if someone will wake before I wash my hair. Someone is always spitting up, crying, whining, needing, wanting, pooping, peeing, eating, sleeping, NOT sleeping, tantrum throwing, asking, lap sitting, uppy-needing, and more. I know that I should be grateful that I have these 2 beautiful people that I created but in all honesty – sometimes my lap doesnt want to be sat on, I dont want to look at one more balloon picture, and Im tired of doing the Ferber method for the 18 thousand time in 1 day. I do love being a mom – but it is the most taxing, overwhelming, never ending, thankless job I have ever done. One day when my girls are grown I will miss these days – but right now while in the thick of it, Im just tired and ready for the day to end.
So our sweet little baby girl Luca Pearl was born this past Monday morning at 11:34AM. Unlike her delicious older sister little miss Lulu was fortunate enough to have a fairly uneventful pregnancy, carried till full term and she was born exactly on her due date via VBAC. Her birth date is extra special, as it not only is the day she was born, but it was also my parents wedding anniversary. Knowing that she was born on that day gives me comfort knowing that my dad is watching over both our little girls. This time around Morgan and I were more prepared in many ways
Being pregnant while already having a toddler is no walk in the park. I know that some women feel AMAZING and LOOOOOVE being pregnant and it is no big deal however, that is not me. I DO feel fortunate that up until this point everything is going smoothly and I feel and look much better then 1st time around. However it is not easier to carry another little person around, sit on the floor and play, I have less patience for antics, Im tired ALL the time, and much more.
A little while back (oh say like 6mns or so ago ha!) I decided it was time to redesign our breakfast nook area. I REALLY hated how the space was not really functional. It also did not make the best USE of the space we have… which is a fairly generous space actually. I am also a storage nut. Read More »
So with the weather not so hot (until this past weekend!) I decided to try an art project or 2 with Remy to kill time and possibly create something that would be a nice keepsake that I wouldnt mind possibly hanging on the walls of our home I did 2 projects on 2 different days. The 1st one I did was definitely the keepsake one, while the other one I think could have been better had I been more prepared – Ill explain how when I do the entry on it. Read More »
I think there is a big difference between knowing a group people yet you have individual close friendships within that group. You tend to come together for a one off night out, or come together to help each other during a time of need. Verse having a true “group friendship” one where there becomes no sense of individuality when outsiders are looking in, one that almost feels as though privacy is hard to rely on, separate relationships amongst each other cause rifts or jealousy, that “shit” is talked, and no secret is really a secret. You are not always included or thought of outside of the group because it feels so insular. Dont get me wrong – “group friendships” can also be amazing, they always start off making each other feel special, wanted, needed, important, cherished, part of something secret, coveted even! Read More »
Well, we did it. We have a little girl in a big girl bed We actually transitioned R. over to her toddler bed about a week before christmas. It all started one afternoon when baby bird started crying hysterically after not sleeping for 45mins in her crib at nap time. This had been going on and off for a few weeks, but I randomly said that afternoon when I was sad she was crying – “Do you want to go and sleep in Daddy’s office bed?” and she said YES! So I told her that she wasnt allowed to get out of the bed and she could sleep in there… Low and behold, 3hrs later, she was still in the bed, all cozy and warm. Read More »
OMG potty training is so ridiculously time consumingly overwhelming. All every parent wants is to not have to change another diaper or wipe another tush. Yet, getting to that point is not as easy, or as rosie as one might think. Yah, yah, you hear all these stories about how someone’s kid was “potty trained” in 5 seconds or never had an accident, blah blah blah bullshit! Read More »