Ok, before all my East coast peeps (dodging a bomb cyclone right now) start chunking snowballs my way – just hear me out. It snowed. In Houston. Houston, where temps hover around 100 degrees for months (yes months) on end during the summer. Houston, where the only snow I experienced growing up was a few flurries on the driveway before it all melted, leaving me to think snowmen were some fictitious character like a unicorn or dragon. But yes, it snowed in Houston and you better believe the hubs and I were dragging our kid out of bed at an ungodly hour to not only witness it, but he was gonna appreciate it, dadgummit! And he may or may not have looked just like Cousin Eddie from Christmas Vacation – we were in a hurry people ;).
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!
I would have posted this sooner, but it’s taken me some time to gather my thoughts after the tragedy in Vegas. When I was single (or just prior to starting a family), things like this would happen in the world, your mind tells you how horrible it is, and you react like any compassionate person would. But it’s like the minute you have a baby, you no longer think with your head. In fact, it’s as if all of the world’s emotions get sucked into your heart and BAM – you’re a mom. You no longer just fear for yourself, you fear for these innocent little people who you created, and your mission in life is to protect that innocence for all it’s worth. But the duality is that you still have that logical pre-mommy side of your brain telling you that it’s impossible. That they will get to an age where they will become aware of the bad things that happen around them, outside of this parental bubble you’ve created, and you come to grips that this “age of innocence” is over. You accept your job as parents to raise them to be good people who fight for what’s right. Period.
This past weekend I was so excited to celebrate our little lady’s upcoming arrival with friends and family at our baby sprinkle. My sweet neighbor and friend hosted the “desert-themed party w/ a southern twist” as I like to call it, with all my favorite tex-mex cravings (I’m still dreaming about the queso :). It was so special to be back in Texas and be surrounded with so many dear friends, both old and new, along with all their moms – who basically helped raise me. Grant’s mom, two sisters and niece all came, who I can’t imagine life without. And of course my mom and her best friend who were so kind to think of Garrett and bring him his own “Big Brother” party hat and more Hot Wheels to add to his already growing stock. Hope you enjoy the photos that my resident blog photographer and friend at Marlo Carroll Photography took of the festivities.
“Three’s a charm,” “Good things come in threes,” and “The Holy Trinity” all symbolize something I am starting to put a lot of stock in. The number three may just be my lucky number. I mean, if last “leap year” alone isn’t proof, I don’t know what is. Grant started a new job, we closed on our first house, and found out we were expecting our second child – all literally within three weeks of each other. Then, in the just the past three months, my blog baby went from my little fledgling project to being inundated with brand collab opportunities that has me in a position I never thought would come. A place where I can finally turn something I’ve been so utterly passionate about into a real business where I’m in control of my own success or failure.
What a week! Our family got hit hard with the stomach flu (sans mom, phew, and because who else is gonna take care of everybody??). Fortunately we are on the mend, but our dryer literally went kaput from me forcing it to do laundry for 6 days straight (so much poo…sorry, tmi).