It’s pretty common for people to say they see their mom, dad, grandma, etc. when they look at their own child. But with our son Garrett – it goes way beyond just a physical resemblance (although he definitely favors our Sicilian side 😉). When I say I see my dad when I look at him – I mean, I see his soul. I see past those warm and compassionate dark brown eyes right into the soul of a man stuck inside of a little man I call my son. The soul of a man who was also an old soul, and who left us all too soon.
This past week I had the exciting opportunity to partner with one of my close friends, an extremely talented jewelry designer, to help launch her fall line. My friend Hattie launched Hattie Now Designs earlier this year, and it’s been so awesome to see her creativity come to life. She creates custom handmade jewelry that truly makes a statement. From stunning druzy necklaces and bracelets, to fun tassels and bold leather earrings – people are raving over her designs! I recently shared a fave “burnt orange” Longhorn-inspired pair on my IG that’s become my lucky tassels on game day 🙂 But her new blush colored teardrop tassels (pictured below) are my current obsessions 😉
Bday Onesie (handmade gift from aunt – ribbon rose tutorial here )
Well, it’s official. Our little Cha Cha turned one and is definitely not a baby anymore. She’s a walking, talking (although these days it’s more screaming), full fledged toddler. I always wished I’d had more of the baby months with my first – Garrett weaned and walked at 10 months old and mama was not ready for either. So hey, at least I got a couple more months with Charlotte, who just started really walking in the past week – on her first birthday, believe it or not. I keep joking what a strong-willed child she is, and she was gonna make darn sure she’d be walking by her first bday. Well played, Cha Cha, well played.
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Two years ago this month, I finally put pen to paper (er finger to keyboard) and started blogging again after a very long, very emotional, and very challenging 9 month hiatus (you can read more about it here). I had just quit my day job, moved my family back home to Houston, and literally had no clue what my life would look like 2 months from then, let alone two years. One thing I did know though, was that I finally had my future, my career, in my own hands for the first time since that wide-eyed 20-something took her first steps off the plane in NYC ready to embark on a whole new adventure (another story, for another day). So that’s what I decided to do – look at this new chapter in life as an adventure. I’d been given a second chance to write my own story, and pursue something I was truly passionate about, and I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity – since who knows when I’d get this chance again.
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Alright ladies, I’m finally posting my first-ever hair tutorial video! I’m so excited to be sharing with you something I’ve always been passionate about – playing with my hair 🙂 Ever since I can remember, I’ve loved experimenting with hair styles. Unfortunately for my parents, it started at five years old when I decided to sneak into their bathroom to “experiment” by chopping my long locks into what I must have felt was a sweet ’80s shag. Yikes. Lesson learned, and never did that again. In fact, I had hair down to my bottom for most of my life until a modeling agency convinced my mom to cut a whole “4 inches” off to my elbows, and I thought she might cry a river the size of the Amazon. We even held a candlelight vigil for the fallen hairs…ok, ok, that last part I made up…or did I, mom? 🙂
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So much changes when you have another child, and not just in the conventional ways. Sure there’s always a period of adjustment, especially when you wait almost 4 years to have another. It’s like just the right amount of time to get used to having an only child, and then wham – everything changes with the birth of a new baby. I still remember my hubs having a little heart-to-heart with me before the baby came, after I expressed some insecurities and anxieties I’d been feeling in one of my more honest pregnancy posts. And like always, we tackled this new phase in life as a team and figured out ways he could start helping out more with Garrett. One way we knew we had to tackle was bedtime. I’d gotten into the habit of laying with Garrett in his bed every night until he fell asleep – and it doesn’t take a genius to realize that was not gonna fly once a baby was in the picture. So Grant started taking over with Garrett at night which at first I was sad about, because it was just another thing to remind me that he was growing up and didn’t need me as much anymore. But then a funny thing happened – I got to witness the most special bond developing between a father and his son right before my eyes.
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If you read my last post, you might have gathered we’ve been at the doctor’s office quite a bit lately. Poor lil Cha Cha was sick so many times I had to keep moving her 9 month appointment. It’s pretty bad when you’re on a first-name basis with the ladies at the front desk, and they all rejoice when you actually come in for a “well” visit. Let’s just say, the end of the school year aka “germ central station,” couldn’t come fast enough – if only for the pure fact that my kiddos (and the hubs and I) can now enjoy the next three months of summer sick-free.
Well, I had every intention of doing one of these posts when Charlotte turned 9 months old – but wowzas, the last month has been a doozy. Poor Cha Cha was practically sick the entire 9th month of her life – a terrible UTI that had us in and out of the Ped’s office 20 billion times, a crazy virus that had Charlotte’s fever spiking to 104 in the night, and made its rounds to each of us which was super fun. She also started to crawl which was exciting…until it wasn’t. This girl is into e-ver-y-thinggggg. I honestly don’t think I baby proofed one thing (ok, maybe the stove/oven) with Garrett, but with Charlotte – let’s just say, I “Amazon Primed” toilet lid clamps after a certain someone decided it would be fun to go splashing in the half bathroom when mommy wasn’t looking (gross).
If someone would have told me – like, truly told me – just how different it would feel being a second-time mom to Charlotte (aka Cha Cha), I honestly don’t think I would have believed them. My first-time mom self was so sure of her sanctimommy ways, and yet at the same time so insecure. I guess that just comes with the mommy territory – we all try so hard to know everything for the sake of these little ones, that at times we forget that we’re grasping at the impossible. When it comes to feeding our babies, there’s so much information at our fingertips that it can seem overwhelming at times. Luckily, Gerber® Cereal gives your baby the perfect first food that helps you rest assured you’re providing them with the right nutrition, like iron to help support healthy brain development.
Some days, I hardly remember “my former life,” as I call it. The life before kids, the life where I picked up and moved to NYC without a job (cuz I was crazy like that), and the life where we were newlyweds living in the City of Angels – where a big decision consisted of which movie we wanted to go see that night, because, well, we could.