A few weeks ago, I accepted the opportunity to be a Blogger Ambassador for the Huggies® Every Little Bottom Program. To be completely honest, I wasn’t looking for any sort of blogger “ambassadorships” (wait, is that even a word?) at the time. I truly felt like I had found the perfect work/parenting/blogging balance after all […]
Wita is 9 months old, y’all. 9 months! According to my highly scientific calculations (counting on my fingers), this means she will be one year old in less than three months. SHUT THE FRONT DOOR. Wita, Wita, Wita. This girl is a mystery, I tell ya. Such the opposite of Wito, in so many ways. […]
Let’s take a look at my unconventional diaper bag by Clava today, shall we? Except that, yeah, I don’t carry it that way since I’m juggling a super squirmy 9-month-old. I usually wear it like this: (Top: Lands End, Trouser Jeans: Gap, Charm Necklace: John Wind, City Flats: Gap, Sunglasses, Ray-Ban.) However, unlike the above […]
Wito has always been a good napper, and up until a few months ago, he was still snoozing for an hour or two every afternoon. Although I still believe he would be happy to nap on most afternoons, logistically it has become a little tricky. Wito and Wita share a bedroom, and although they sleep […]
Season’s Greetings! How are your Christmas preparations going? Are you up to your ears in present-wrapping, toy manual-reading, and packing like yours truly? Let’s exhale for a moment. Ahhhhhhhh. We are flying to Oklahoma City tomorrow to see family and friends for the next week. (Dear Universe, please don’t let us be buried in a […]
Sparkly scarf Art lights O Christmas Tree Tidings of Joy Southern California Winter Santa baby Brown paper packages Felt tags All taken with my new favorite app, Instagram. (Thank you, Metalia!) It’s all life-sharing and community and comments and awesome. Like the old school Flickr. Check it out.
I have a thing for numbers. I get excited about patterns, like last month’s calendar trinumeral of 10/10/10. (Do you know where you were at 10:10:10 am on 10/10/10? Do you realize that won’t happen for another 100 years? Hey! I know! Let’s engage in binary communication! 01010111 01101000 01101111 01101111 01110010 01101100 00100000 01110010 […]
Just like her mother, she appreciates a well-placed pocket. Whoah. Where did my hand just go? Not sure I like this at all. Although, this could be a wonderful thing. Pockets certainly are functional. I could, you know, put stuff in there. Interesting. Yes, I do believe pockets are growing on me. I like pockets. […]
Quite a massive posting lull last week, yes? My mom came to visit the kiddos for three days! Besides enjoying some mother/daughter time, do you know how thrilling it is to run errands with another adult in the car? Not only will your conversations include phrases other than “please don’t throw those raisins on the […]
I survived the hottest day in Southern California history. AT DISNEYLAND. Wita turned 3 months old this week. She is truly the sweetest, most mellow baby ever. Wito is totally going to rock skinny/straight jeans this Fall. (From H&M, yo!)
Wito talks a lot. This trait seems to garner the most attention from friends, acquaintances, and strangers. “Wow! He’s so verbal!” and “He talks more than my daughter/niece/grand-daughter!” are comments made to me on a weekly basis. I, of course, realize that these statements are code for COULD YOU PLEASE SHUT YOUR CHILD UP?? Well, […]
Well, well, well. I guess with all of this nursing and cooing and diaper changing, I missed my 5-year blogging anniversary last month. 5 years, y’all! That’s quite a lot of rambling. I’ve been reading through my archives lately; mostly to compare my newborn experiences (strikingly similar minus most of my first-time neuroses), and as […]
Of course this would be Wito’s new favorite book. The moral of the story? You better PASS THAT GAS, PEOPLE. (Just not around me.)
Yes, I still adore my Target nursing tanks, BUT I would love to find some nursing tops that have more coverage than a spaghetti strap on top. A tank with more shoulder coverage? A short sleeve top? A crossover top that doesn’t stretch out? ANYTHING? I don’t mind wearing a regular shirt and hoisting it […]
Wito, 8 weeks. Wita, 8 weeks.