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Security Is Good At Any Age

24 Oct

Most of us start out our lives with a security blanket of some sort. However, we usually outgrow it and leave those comforts behind. I have hung on to my security blanket for 30 years. Not just that I still have it but I use it on a daily basis. My mom made me a baby blanket before I was born and it has basically never left my side. I don’t know what it is about the blanket but it just gives me a great comfort. After 30 years of washings, much love and being drug to and from everywhere it is almost in shreds.

When I was pregnant my mom found the pattern she used all those years ago and made a replica for Lila. Lila’s version is made with fabrics that all have very special meaning to our family. She keeps it in her crib and sleeps with it each night. Thus far she hasn’t seemed too attached to it but I hope one day she loves it the way I love mine.

It it probably time I part with mine but the fact is….I don’t want to. And you know what? I’m secure with that:)

19 Months

16 Oct


I have been going through looking at old pictures of you. I barely remember that 8lb baby I held in arms, swaddled so tightly, and sat up nights with. When I look at the pictures it is unfathomable that time has passed so quickly. I know that’s what everyone tells you, to enjoy it because they grow up too fast. Some days in the midst of motherhood I think I must have my blinders on. I don’t see how small you still are and I know in a few months I will be looking back on pictures of today relishing you’re itty bittyness.

I wish I could store up each day in a jar so I could go back and take the lid off and relive our moments. I know that’s not possible so I am trying to enjoy each moment with you and not take it for granted. You are the funniest little girl and fill our lives with so much joy. You are starting to use your words a bit more and it is so funny to hear all the little things that come out of your mouth. I can’t wait to see what you do tomorrow but I am enjoying what you are bringing to my today.

Love you so much, Mama

Weekend Wrap-Up

4 Jun

The weather this week-end was perfect. I wish it felt like autumn year-round. It gave us lots of opportunities to get outside, run errands, and play. Most of the weekend was really low-key, except for the part where I got a tattoo!

Yes, you read that right….and it was painful but definitely worth it.

This post is gonna be really picture heavy but who doesn’t love a good picture, right?

No sitting down on the job, up and at em!

Walk it off!

It wasn’t long before she was drenched from playing in the water table. She usually doesn’t splash in it a whole lot but of course she did on the day she didn’t have her swimsuit on. So, off with the shirt!

This picture is one of my new favorites, I think because I feel like it makes her look so little in the big yard.

“Hiking through the yard is exhausting, let’s take a breather.”

Sitting on the front porch naked, we keep things classy at our house πŸ™‚

“Hey mom, did you know there is a swing over here?”

“And, I want to test it out immediately!” Also, one of my new favorites. The look on her face and the way she is holding her stomach cracks me up.

She looks so sad but I swear she was having a good time!

“You’re going to put this on Facebook aren’t you?”

Ok, now that we are caught up on cuteness I have a few tattoo shots.

This was right after the first break, outline only.

Outline and shading are complete. It still has color left to be added but I couldn’t take anymore for the day. I am going back in about 4 weeks to have it finished.

Bandages are off and the healing has begun. There is some bruising and tenderness but I am feeling pretty good.

One more, without the glaring flash.

I’m not gonna lie, it hurt….alot.

But, I love it and it means the world to me.

I was showing Lila this morning and pointing out Mama, Daddy and Baby. Then she immediately wanted to touch it. I let her and she pointed directey at her owl and said, “baby!” I melted on the floor.

That was our weekend, hope yours was wonderful too.



Baby’s First Stitches

24 Apr

Last night was eventful.

Scary and eventful.

Lila had waddled into our bedroom and I was right on her heels. We usually play in the living and dining room and close the doors to the other rooms. However I had just cleaned the house over the weekend and the words, “there isn’t really anything for you to get into” rolled off my tongue. Those words hadn’t been uttered for more than 15 seconds before there were blood and tears. I went to tickle her belly as I do daily and she lost her balance and fell sideways. I knew she hit hard but I thought she just hit the floor. Nope. She caught her eyebrow on the corner of our metal bed frame. As soon as I got her into my arms I knew it wasn’t good. There was dark liquid coming from her face and I panicked. My immediate thought was, “it could have been her eye.” It wasn’t her eye but that is the only thought I could process. I was sick to my stomach and Josh and I were trying to stop the bleeding while she was in tears. It was deep and it became clear this was going to involve a trip to the hospital. After about two minutes of rocking her and wiping her face, Lila calmed down and was ready to get in the floor and play. It wasn’t playtime though, so we got in the car and headed for Children’s Hospital.

I bet we got stuck at every red light, got behind every granny and anyone who wasn’t from around here. It felt like it took a lifetime to get there, it probably only took about 10-12 minutes. Once we arrived, Josh dropped us at the door and we went to check in. I was irritated there were people in front of us, I was irritated the lady’s computer was running slowly, and I was irritated they said her name wrong. Obviously I wasn’t handling this very well. I couldn’t even give them Lila’s correct birthday and had to go back and correct the month she was born. Luckily, we hadn’t even sat down when they called us back to triage. The staff and nurses were amazing. They finally put me at ease and I didn’t feel like I was going to explode. I realize the reason I was angry was because I was upset with myself and then I let everything around me affect the situation.

I know these things happen when little ones are toddling around but it doesn’t make it any easier to see your child in pain and think you could have prevented it.

Lila was a champ. She was dancing and smiling for all the nurses. If you couldn’t see the evidence on her face, you never would have know she was hurt. They had her stitched up and had us out in just under an hour. Lila got a popsicle out of the deal which she loved.

By the time we made it home it was about an hour past her bedtime and it was clear she was exhausted. I held her on my lap as she drank her milk and continued holding her til she fell asleep. I didn’t want to put her down.

I am just so grateful her injuries weren’t worse.

There Is A Ham In The Nursery

9 Mar

Oh wait, it’s just Lila πŸ™‚