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- Why hasn’t anyone talked about the Terrible Ones? You hear all about the Terrible Twos, but I was not expecting to experience it so soon. Owen is a great kid, but lately he’s been so fresh! I find myself wondering what happened to that squishy little newborn I was just cradling in my arms. Suddenly, I have a toddler with a voice, and opinions, and demands.
Month 13 has been a noteworthy one, because I find him doing something new every day. I turn around for a second, and he’s opened the baby gate and climbed halfway up the stairs. In the flash it takes me to get there, he’s turned around, practically leaning backwards and waving at me. I’m gagging on my heart that has leaped into my throat, and he’s laughing and trying to eat a piece of dog hair he found on the step.
I turn my back to fold a blanket, and he’s discovered how to open the TV menu, and has effectively changed all the color and brightness settings so everyone is Fake Bake orange. He grabs my phone and crawls away at top speed, he opens a cabinet and hurls coffee K-Cups at the dog, he rips magazines and hurls himself backwards yelling “NOOOOO!” if he doesn’t want to do something.
Don’t get me wrong, if you add this all up it’s just a small portion of our day, interspersed between dazzling me with his humor, intelligence and cuteness. (Blowing kisses? I die.) But jeesh, is it A LOT. I guiltily find myself counting the minutes till nap time lately, if only for a chance to sit down for more than 45 seconds.
- I’m attending a black tie wedding in NYC in a month and I have no idea what to wear. Is the “rule” still the same? Floor length dress? I don’t own one, unless you count my wedding dress, and I highly doubt that would be appropriate. I’m hesitant to buy one because a) I don’t really have a lot of opportunities to wear a long formal dress and b) we want to have more children in the near-ish future, so who knows what my body will be like or what size I will be. A dress like this seems like an investment piece, so I want it to fit now and down the road.
I’ve looked into those sites where you can rent a designer dress, and while that seems really fun, it also seems silly to pay that much money to rent one, when I could pay the same amount to own one. Albeit, probably not a designer one, but a nice one none-the-less. What would you do? Or, can I get away with a cocktail length?
- That wedding we went to last weekend? Awesome. I had such a good time catching up with my friends and the brides were simply beautiful.
These girls? My heart.
- There is some news on the house front. I’m hesitant to talk too much about it less I jinx it, but it appears that we will be moving soon. Into a new house! Details to follow. Cross your fingers for us that everything goes smoothly!
Tonight my friend Ashley is marrying the woman she loves, and I cannot wait to celebrate with them. I love weddings — everything about them. The anticipation before it all begins, the music, the dress, how everything seems sparkly. The LOVE. (And, well, the appetizers. I love me some appetizers.) I am a sucker for vows and cry nearly every time, whether they’re standard or written by the couple.
I am especially excited for this particular wedding for a few reasons. One, it’s a night out! With my husband! My sister has graciously come to town to get in some snuggles with Owen, so she will stay home with him tonight. Also, since Ashley and I became friends in college when we joined the same sorority, that means we have some amazing friends in common who will be there tonight. I can’t remember the last time all of us were in one room together. Add that to dancing and cocktails, and you’ve got the recipe for a wonderful time.
Tonight, I will curl my hair, put on a short dress and some high heels and celebrate love, laughter, and friends.
I CANNOT WAIT.
Happy weekend, all!
I’ve reached that stage in my life where it becomes exceedingly harder to meet friends. Gone are the days of dorms and classes, keg parties and sororities. No longer living in a bubble where you have a thousand things in common with those around you means you actually have to seek out people to befriend. They don’t just fall in your lap.
I’m lucky, because I have some really wonderful friends who have stood the test of time. But after I lost my job, I suddenly found myself home alone all day with no one to talk to, because everyone else was working.
Because of that, I was both excited and anxious about joining the stay-at-home-mom club. Excited, because this would open up a whole new group of potential friends, but anxious, because whoa…can some moms be bitches, or what? Believe you me, they are out there and are SO not the type of person I’d want to spend my time with. (I think this all goes back to the whole mean girls situation in middle school. There’s always one Queen Bee and her followers, is there not? Only in this stage of life, she rules over a whole different playground.) I’m outgoing, but I still have a few shy bones in my body and I was worried I’d have to “pass the test” so to speak before being welcomed into any new circles.
After Owen was born, I made a point to join mommy and baby yoga. I had met some nice women in my prenatal class, and continuing on with them was easy. I even met a few more moms there. Slowly, we began to meet up for walking dates, then lunches. It was nice to have someone I could count on every Wednesday to help break up the day.
So, there’s that. Some new mommy buddies. No life-altering friendships, but pleasant all the same.
Recently, though, I’ve started hanging out with a mom who I’ve actually known for many years. Our husbands are very good friends; hers was actually a groomsman in our wedding, and now Owen’s godfather. She and I — while always friendly — just traveled in different circles, until Owen was born. Then suddenly, she was calling to check in. How was he doing? How is breastfeeding going? How are you doing? (So, SO important for a new mom to be asked!) I was initially surprised at her interest, but then so incredibly grateful for it. I’ve never really expressed that to her, but it’s true. I had some dark moments in those very early days and every little connection to those who had gone through it before me was a blessing.
She has three children, one just a little older than Owen, and lately we’ve started a pretty regular weekly coffee date. We gossip, laugh, catch up. Sure, we’re distracted by the constant demands of little boys (“Nana! NANA!!!!” Jeesh, OK. Here is some banana!), but it’s really very nice. Who knows, maybe one day we’ll get our act together and actually get a sitter on the same night. Date night? Oh boy, could we use one.
My long rambling point is that I’m glad I’m putting myself out there. Reaching out and meeting the moms. Every new chapter is a new opportunity. And this chapter — my motherhood chapter– is a great one for me to open up our lives to include some great new people. Just not the meanies on the playground.
Disclaimer: I haven’t actually encountered any mean moms on the playground…yet.
We’ve met this weekend every year since college graduation. Four of us, every time. It’s the one time of year we all manage to be free at the same time no matter what. It’s the same formula each time: dinner, returning to our alma mater for a showing of the Vagina Monologues, and after-show drinks.
Over the years, we’ve used this weekend to celebrate milestones: engagements, weddings, new jobs, master degrees, babies…even the acquisition of really fabulous boots. We fall easily into reunion hugs, excited chatter causing us to trip over each others’ words until we laugh and say, “you go. Tell me about it.”
We always take a group photo, but for some reason they tend to get lost. I’m sure a look back over the years would on the surface, show an interesting progression of clothing and hair color, and beneath that, lives that continue to change. From students, to adult women — wives, professionals, mothers.
We are sisters by sorority initiation, but friends by choice — because we just couldn’t not be. Together we are a diverse mix of talents, passions, life paths. But together — together we are one. A really fabulous group of women who for one night, put the rest of life aside.
Tomorrow we’ll add yet another chapter to our story and I really can’t wait.
I’ve been very fortunate in my blogging career to meet some fabulous fellow bloggers in person. Even more fortunate, most of them have become really wonderful friends. I love that they all come from different walks of life; they are mothers, artists, fashionistas, city gals, country gals, and everything in between. What I love most about these women is our differences. The things that bind us are incredible, but the things that make them most unique and the things that are different from my own life makes them so interesting.
About a month ago, I had the opportunity to meet another blogger. Jenna of That Wife fame was on the East coast to photograph a wedding, and was sweet enough to come to my neck of the woods. I consider her to be one of the blogging Big Guys, so I was always kind of impressed she enjoyed emailing back and forth with me. When she mentioned she was going to be close by and asked if we could meet, I knew we had to make it happen.
Jenna was everything like I thought she would be. Bubbly, friendly, and SO excited to get her hands on Owen. She scooped him up in the biggest bear hug I had ever seen and covered him with kisses. “I love him!” she exclaimed, and I couldn’t help but share he enthusiasm. Sadly, she didn’t have her son — affectionately know in the blog world as That 1 — with her, or I would have done exactly the same thing.
We come from different words, she and I. I’m generalizing here, but she’s a LDS farm girl with an eye for photography and the most beautiful skin I have ever seen in person. Seriously, it’s like an airbrushed makeup ad. We have different views on politics, religion, birth and who knows what else.
We bonded anyway. Over our children. Over blogging. Over ice-cold fruit smoothies.
I know I added another friend to my life the minute I met her. And I feel really fortunate about that.
There are times when I’m ready to stop blogging. When I think These Little Moments filled a special part of my life, but has run its course.
But then I come across the Jenna’s of the world and I think, maybe I’ll do this is a little bit longer.
At my first job out of college I had the opportunity to work with some amazing people who years later, remain friends. One in particular is Anna, a fun and fabulous woman who also happens to be a ridiculously talented photographer. Had she not been a guest at my wedding, I would have asked her to be our photographer! Her candids from that day are some of my favorites. (They can be seen here and here, if you’re curious.)
So you can imagine that when she offered up a maternity photo shoot, I jumped all over it. We met on a foggy evening in Connecticut and for the next two hours we had fun hamming it up (and vamping it up a little too. Who said pregnancy can’t be sexy?) and she made me feel beautiful when I’ve been feeling more whale than vixen.
She sent me three preview shots that made me itch to see all of them! I’ll definitely be posting more as they come in. And if you’re looking for a wedding/boudoir/maternity/family portrait photographer — HIRE HER.
All images by Anna Sawin Photography
Eee I just love them!
Saturday my wonderful friends held a baby shower here in Rhode Island. We had such a nice time and all the little details were really special. And, um, there was some super delicious grilled pizza that I may have eaten a lot of. Mmmm. Since it’s BEAUTIFUL here and I’d like to get a walk in before it gets super hot, I’m just going to photo-bomb you today. Enjoy!
Gift tags were all hand stamped and embossed by my friend Jess. She’s is crazy wonderful.
Don’t worry, they’re veggie!
The pizza. Mmmm.
With the fabulous hostessess:
More little shoes!
I’m pretty sure as long as he fits in it, we’ve found his going home outfit.
34 weeks and counting!
I feel very blessed to have so many people in my life who love us and are excited for this baby, that I was gifted with two showers. My family and friends are just the best!
At my last job, one of my coworkers-turned-friend started a side business making handmade greeting cards and invitations. She is the ultimate crafter, has a great eye for detail and to top it off, she is super sweet.
Rebecca opened an Etsy shop called Designs by Becca and I love, love, love it. Some of my favorites include her I Love My Mommy card:
And her Beach Towel and Flip Flops:
And she has so much more!
She also does custom work, and I am honored that she made the invitations for my Rhode Island shower. (Personal information has been removed and I cut off the bottom half of the invite, but you can still get a good idea of how cute they are!)
Now here’s the fun part. You get an opportunity to win one of her handmade creations! Here’s how to enter:
1. Visit her Etsy store Designs by Becca and look around. Pick your favorite card from the store.
2. Come back to this post and leave a comment telling me which of her creations is your favorite and why. Make sure you use a valid email address in the comment form so I can contact you if you win.
3. Comments will close at 5 p.m. EST on Friday, April 16th. The winner will be chosen at random and announced on the following Monday.
The winner will receive the card they said was their favorite, so be sure to check out her whole selection! And if you like what you see, send a little business her way. You won’t be disappointed. She’s also on Twitter @designsbybecca so feel free to follow her and/or tweet about the giveaway.
Update! Rebecca will also be offering 10% all purchases at Designs by Becca. Just mention this post when you order!
Oh yeah. I have a blog. And a computer. Maybe I should sign onto these things more than once every four days.
So…updates! Instead of something coherent! Wee!
- We’ve finally dried out in our part of little Rhode Island, which means the basement is finally free of water and most of the stuff we had down there is back in. Except for some random odds and ends that are still spread out in our backyard, making it look like a sadly picked over yard sale. If anyone would like to purchase a slightly damp copy of The Taming of the Shrew, I’m your go-to girl.
- Both my glucose test and RhoGAM shot came and went without drama, and to be honest, I don’t see what the big stink about the glucose test is all about. The drink tasted like a cold, very sweet Koolaid and while it did leave me a little jittery, that was the worst of it. They let me lay down and read my book for an hour, took my blood and I headed home. Hopefully I pass!
- Easter weekend was busy, but lovely. I spent Saturday celebrating the bridal shower of one of my closest friends, Michelle. She was my college roommate and one of my bridesmaids, and I’m so excited to be one of hers this August!
I brought Belly Button along for the day. I like to take her out and show her the sights since she’s new to the neighborhood and likes to see what’s going on. I also brought my big ol’ pregnancy face because, well, I can’t take it off.
The bridesmaids all went in on a KitchenAid mixer for her and I’m so thrilled we did. I love mine and I think every household should have one. They’re just fab.
- My mother-in-law bought me an industrial sized bag of Cadbury mini eggs for Easter. Like, as big as my head. Bless her. The only downside is they give me wicked heartburn, but, um, I still eat them.
- Are you watching Parenthood? Michael and I are hooked on it. I really like the storyline, and I’m pretty sure he’s just in it for Lauren Graham sightings.
It’s OK. I watch Law & Order: SVU for Elliot Stabler.
Despite having baby fever, the inner bride in me hasn’t died. I still notice new engagement rings and squeal with soon-to-be brides. (As a matter of fact, the other day at Starbucks I noticed one of the girls who worked there had something sparkly on her finger. I think I surprised her when I asked, “Is that new? Congratulations!”, but she was pretty darn excited to show it to me.)
So I’m so excited to be attending the wedding tomorrow of the very first friend I made in college — my freshman roommate, Katie. We lived together all through college and she’s one of the happiest, quirkiest and funniest girls I know. I am so happy for her and cannot wait to share in her day.
Rocking it at my wedding.
With all the college roomies. (We’ll miss you tomorrow, Elle!)