diapering, the honest truth

Before kids, I used to be the person who said they would “never do _______.” Now after having kids, I have realized that saying that phrase is almost always a recipe for taking back my words later. One thing that fell into that category of things I said I would never do, was to tell people about our choices when it came to diapering our child(ren).

As any parent will tell you, there are millions of opinions on what’s good, better and the best for your child no matter what you’re talking about. The last thing I ever want to do is make anyone feel like their choices aren’t good enough. Whatever choice you make, THAT is good enough for you and your family. After all, we just want our child(ren) to feel loved, safe and happy right? Continue reading

Choosing to notice goodness in life

It amazes me how much detail our son remembers. Sure, it’s one thing to know exactly where his toothbrush is at any given time. But to recall with a surgeons precision that his cousin lives near the “water beach” (<exact words) and that we need to take an “ah-pane” (<airplane) to get there? That takes much more observation and memory recall. Humor me, but is that fairly common for a 2 year old? If so, please don’t deflate my proud mama balloon.

One thing I’ve been thinking on the past few weeks is this phrase I keep coming back to: I need to CHOOSE to notice goodness in my life. Continue reading

more than surviving.

My 2 year old is currently belting out his rendition of ‘Come Thou Fount’ as he sings himself to sleep. Rogue bits of dried up Play-Doh stare up at me from the living room rug under my tired feet. And are those bell pepper seeds on the rug? Weird. Oh, I just heard the squawk of my 4 month old who I thought was peacefully asleep for the next 5-6 hours. I’ll be right back.

(1 week later…) This is my life right now. At any given time, my mind is typically reeling a mile a minute, trying to keep track of playdates and appointments and when does the baby need to nap and did I remind the toddler to go use the potty if he needs to and I better put dinner on the stove and empty the clothes that have been in the dryer for three days. I feel really exhausted just reading that. Continue reading

Adie Cecilia

  

We are so thrilled to announce the arrival of our baby GIRL!

Adie Cecilia joined our family on Saturday, March 21 at 3pm. She weighed 7 lbs 6oz and is 20 inches of perfection. 

Right now, I’m still processing the fact that we have a daughter and also adjusting to our new normal as a family of four. 

We are so blessed to have two healthy children, which is something I don’t take for granted. My heart melts every time our son says “bebé” and wants to pat her on the head or touch her face. The way my husband calls her “sweetie” and holds her with such tenderness is one of the best things ever. 

So that’s me over here. Just one big puddle of mush and feeling all the feelings. 

P.s. Thank you so much for all of your well wishes and congratulations! xo

ready or not

*Edited: I actually wrote this post last week, on Thursday to be exact. Well, I’m thrilled to say that over the weekend we welcomed our baby into this world! More soon, I promise. 

Here I am at 39 weeks, 5 days pregnant. Somehow (and thank God!) yet again, I’m counting my blessings for having made it this far.

As we’re in these last few days of life as a family of three, I’ve been reminiscing about a lot of things. (I’ve also been taking the time to try and savor every moment with my family, hence the lack of posting around here. Thanks for understanding!)

It’s interesting how the memories of things past always start creeping up when similar events become a part of your present moments. One of the memories that’s been on my mind the most is how our lives changed with the birth of our first child. There was this innocence, a sort of naivety about how life would look like after the baby arrived. Of course, the reality was much different, although I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. A lot of adjustments and sacrifices were made, as a couple navigating those new waters.

That first baby is now almost 2 years old and over the course of time, we have all adjusted and fallen into a sweet routine. Yes, life is still busy and exhausting but when there hasn’t been drastic change life tends to feel pretty even keeled and that in itself brings its’ own type of comfort.

The thing is, I’ve learned over the years is that if there isn’t change in our lives, we become complacent. Honestly, most of the time it’s easier to be resistant to change rather than give in. After all, it’s the well-traveled road. Thinking back about the changes, especially in the first year after having a baby I have also realized that without the change (and accompanying gray hairs) I wouldn’t be who I am today. Knowing that adding a second baby will be a drastic change to our lives yet again, is going to be a less-traveled road. That is, until it becomes our new normal.

Often, I wonder if our son also realizes in his own way that change is in the air. Lately, he’s wanted extra snuggles and cuddles and even wanted to sleep on my shoulder. Momma has to be holding his hand all the time or always be in sight. I am so much more aware now that I’m going to have to split my attention and time between two little human beings. That makes me sad in a way, knowing that I can’t fully give 100% to each child, all the time. Yet at the same time, I know that it’s going to grow and stretch me in many ways for the better if I let it.

Of course, there are those memories that wash over me like a tidal wave at night when I can’t sleep. Like the fact that I cannot remember how to make a proper swaddle or if I will be able to function on even less sleep yet again. Remembering that I have to change diapers throughout the night and feed the baby constantly. Instead of drowning in the harder memories of those early baby days, I’m going to do my very best and choose grace over perfection because I now know from experience that the days are indeed long, but the years are short.

We’re all so ready to meet you, bebe.