Why is it that when life hits us with change – we all of the sudden put these unrealistic expectations on ourselves. Be the perfect wife. Be the perfect mom. Be the perfect employee. When did life become so “all or nothing?” Forcing us to believe that unless we master everything we do, it’s not worth doing. This notion got amplified when I became a mom.
I can’t believe the last one of these I wrote was 6 months ago on her first birthday. Our little Cha Cha has changed so much in just the last couple of months, it seems like that should be a year ago already. She went from just a baby-faced little thing, to a full on toddler with a mind of her own in what feels like the blink of an eye. Naturally we came up with a whole new crop of nicknames for her that seem to suit her just fine, such as: C-Rex (Grant’s personal fave), Charnado (my personal fave), Charmin Ultra, and Charley Davidson – just to name a few 😉 But without further ado, here’s our latest list of sentiments for our dear Charnado – happy half birthday little one 😍
1) I love all your facial expressions – you can go from a sweet smile, to a side-eye, to your infamous stink eye in less than 2.5 sec and it always has us in stitches 🤣
I couldn’t think of a better way to kick off the new year than with my new favorite post. Charlotte turned 5 months old just before Christmas, and it’s as if she bloomed overnight. In fact, I’m starting to regret I limited myself to only 10 things I love about her, cuz this little lady has me smitten. She’s babbling up a storm, standing up and practically walking off my lap, and just as sweet as she can be to everyone she meets. Oh but don’t worry, she makes up for all that sweetness with her apparent sudden onset of insomnia. It’s like that old college roomie you used to have who doesn’t like to study alone and insists on you staying up and pulling an all nighter with her…every night. I know, because I was totally that roommate ;). I honestly think God makes babies so stinkin cute because who else would we put up with that stuff for?
Anyway, here’s the rundown on her latest “cuteness” and I can’t wait to see what amazing new things she learns in the coming months. Happy New Year!
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Let’s be honest, being a new mom of two takes a lot out of you. If you ask any mom (well, any mom who isn’t lying to you), they’ll say that the transition from one to two kids is brutal. What’s more surprising, is that they say it’s even harder than going from two to three – but, I’m just gonna take their word for that one 😉
As wonderful of a blessing it is to finally have that second baby we’d been wishing for – you always have in the back of your mind, that it also means your world is about to be upturned yet again. It’s true that those first few months are the toughest, but I’ve come to find that sticking to a routine can really help everyone adjust to the new baby in town. Oh, but p.s., when I say “sticking”, I mean more like Elmer’s, not Gorilla glue. Because life happens, and if there’s one major thing I’ve learned that has saved my rear this time around – is that sometimes you’re better off just going with the flow. I’m not ashamed to admit that I was wound tighter than a Swiss clock with my first kid. But hey, you live and learn right? Here are the few bits of our routine below that I’m happy to pass along to you “soon to be two-time mamas” 🙂 Now if only I could help you with the lack of sleep and overall loss of consciousness – that would be something!
Our sweet baby girl (who we can now call by her actual name, Charlotte Madeleine Murray), was born Friday July 21st at 3:47 am, at 7 lbs 14 oz and 20 in long. Garrett dubbed her with one last nickname – “Twinkle Toes” – when he met her in the hospital, and not gonna lie – it kinda stuck. He also couldn’t help but notice the “Italian trademark” of dark hair covering her ears, to which he inquired, “Why does baby sister have so much fur?” LOL. It’s hard to believe that just this past Tuesday was my original due date, but this little lady had other plans. She shocked us with what we’re now calling our “trial run” the Wednesday night before, which sent us to the hospital and then back with irregular contractions 3-6 min apart. So come Thursday night, I told the hubs that I was just going to ignore any weird contractions I was feeling. Easy enough, that is, until 1 am rolled around and I got up to go to the bathroom, after tossing and turning for lord knows how long, only to realize my contractions were 2 min apart and had me buckled over in pain. Yep, it was the real deal. So we called our sweet neighbor again to come stay at our house with Garrett until my MIL could make it over, and Grant literally flew down the freeway to the hospital 40 min away – with me white-knuckling the passenger door handle the whole time.
So it’s been a few weeks since we broke the news that we’re expecting a girl, and I thought it would be fun to share what first went through my mind when I found out. I still can’t believe that nowadays they can do a simple blood test as early as 10 weeks to reveal the gender, and a friend of mine told me that they literally just call you up and tell you what it is. Well she wasn’t lying, and when the nurse asked if I was ready to know all I kept thinking was “oh I already know it’s a boy.” Well, not so much. When I heard her say “girl” my first reaction was, “Really??” Then, I had to ask how accurate it was because I knew Grant would want to know, and she reassured me everything is pointing to a girl. So of course I got all teary-eyed as I called my mom to tell her, failing miserably at trying to keep cool swinging my 3 year old at the park. I then got so excited because I’d been devising a plan to surprise Grant with balloons and girly looking desserts when he got home from work. When he walked through the door it was that classic look all those dads on the Youtube videos have when their sneaky wives film their reactions – at first it’s shock, and then just the sweetest look of contentment. I sent a pic to Grant’s family and they all said it looked as if he were blushing 🙂