All posts tagged Love

Five Fives

20140716-201714-73034917.jpg Today I’m sharing 5 lists of 5. Life with a toddler tot is…dynamic…to say the least. Things that are scary, fun, silly, annoying, real, life. So read on!

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I Like the Way You Think, Baby!

20140628-220743-79663995.jpgI have a goal to raise a happy baby. I don’t believe in negative discipline. I don’t believe in guilt trips. I honestly don’t believe in saying the word no all of the time, even as hard as it is to avoid when my tot charges towards a trash can or cactus. Willow’s been trying out some new talents that accompany her growing brain’s ability to think. She climbs on everything. She’s got a cute fake cry. In the high hair her primary action is to swipe left right left right left right and fllllllling! Read more…

I’ll Say Goodbye, Then You’ll Say Hello

20140421-231534.jpgGoodbye to the crawls. Goodbye to the falls off the mattress that’s laying on the floor. Goodbye to the breastmilk. Goodbye to the gurgly coos.

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New Year, New Job, New House…Same Mama, Awesome Everything

20140301-005930.jpg2014 has started with a bang! My tiny tot has nearly become a toddling toddler. We bought a new house. My employer hired me on full time. It’s been so busy and a little neurotic voice in my head asked me to pause from my blog world in an effort not to jinks anything. My family of three has been through wave after wave of stress, shock, surprise, change and finally sheer joy. Read more…

We knew you. We loved you.

Fotor1greats2One of the things I looked most forward to when we headed home for the Thanksgiving holiday celebration was getting a few snaps of Willow with her living great-grandparents.  She only has them on my husband’s side of the family.  I never knew any of my great-grandparents.  I actually only knew one of my grandmothers and none of my grandfathers.  I’ve seen all of them in pictures, but all but the one had passed before I was born.   Read more…

A mother is a girl’s best friend.

20131120-231129.jpgI spent the evening preparing the house for the babysitter with various informational and instructional lists. While my husband was away for two months on business, I had the fine luxury of having my mom here to help me. So much happened over these last two months. Sprouting teeth. Curling hair. Child-proofing rooms. First trip for baby to the ocean. Baby started crawling. Baby started pulling to a stand. Thanksgiving dresses were sewn. Newborn to 9 months clothes and toys were shrink-bagged and tucked away.

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A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary.

Dorothy Canfield Fisher

Amsterdam: Mama Approved!

blogpicIn Europe, every bistro, luncheonette and soup house is setup for curbside coffee, cocktails and crumpets. What’s unique is how the chairs are setup – all facing the street – which makes for excellent people watching. The service is dandy, too. You casually stroll by and when you find it’s time for a break, you just park it in an open spot and then voila! The garcon is there within minutes to offer you a coffee or warm tea. On our recent trip, my family went to The Netherlands. We stayed in a houseboat in the Amstel river in the heart of Amsterdam. Amsterdam is so beautiful. No loud honking or people yelling or trash. Instead, you find lots of bikes with cute bells and people buzzing and whizzing by dressed in their fall poplins and whimsical hats and fancies. Definitely an eclectic scene.

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“Ahh, you startled me!” “Sorry, Mommy.”

Casper-Friendly-Ghost-ScaredThe only thing I can say about what I am about to tell you is: My ta-tas are scared! Read more…

I am a footrest.

footrestIt’s funny how your brain changes so much when you have a baby. Prior to baby, I was a complete workaholic. I regularly worked 7 days a week. I often hosted weekend parties at my place – beer in one hand, laptop with spreadsheet open in the other. I used to dream about meetings and deadlines and agendas. I used to shop at Banana Republic exclusively and buy things that were dry clean only. I was also a globe-trotter. In the last 2 years I have been to London at least four times, Sweden twice, Holland at least twice, France once and India, in addition to around the US for family visits and such.

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diy baby quilt

quiltswatchesOne of the things that my mom does for each grandchild is the baby quilt. It’s a really special gift, amassed with a delicate blend of motherly and grandmotherly love. Each cut of fabric, motion of the presser foot and stitch off the bobbin is carried out with hands eagerly preparing to soon hold the new bundle of joy. Read more…

F.A.M.I.L.Y. That spells love.

treeWillow is very fortunate to have a lot of family members that are really excited about her and want to be a big part of her life.  She has 3 full sets of grandparents and lots of aunts and uncles.  When I was growing up, I had one living grandparent, one close aunt, and many distant aunts and uncles.  The importance of family is something that up until I had Willow I think I took for granted.  I have lived away from family ever since I went to college.  I was tight with money and vacation time and so I did not do regular visits home.  Also interesting is that just after Willow was born, I became very possessive of her, even with family, and was weary about visits and sharing her time with others.  Afterall, she lived in my belly for 9 months and then was glued to me (we are talking super glue!) for the first 2.5-3 months.   Read more…

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Now that I’m back at work, one of my favorite parts of the day is when I get to lay in my big, comfy bed to get Willow to sleep. (I’m a huge fan of co-sleeping. It has worked tremendously for us and allowed this mommy to stay well rested over the last 6 months. I totally recommend it to breastfeeding moms!!) All day I’m away from the house on weekdays. To help me through the adjustment period these last 3 weeks, my mom and husband have been great at sending me pictures and videos throughout the day. When I get home, I normally eat a delicious meal, play with Willow, catch up with my husband on his day and his business. All wonderful things. But when the sun goes down, so does Willow. That’s the time I get some serious snuggle time. Read more…