Thursday, June 19, 2014

heavy


i've been thinking a lot about this whole parenting thing
it's a big ol responsibility raising these babies!
am i feeding them enough of the good stuff?
are we reading enough?
are we reading the right books?
am i too tough?
not tough enough?
the list could go on for days.....i could drown in my parenting fears if i let myself

here is what i do know...
i know i mess up
i know i lose my patience
i know i cave and let henry have a turkey wrap (and nothing else) for lunch far too often
i know i am a helicopter mom at the playground
i know i slip and say bad words in front of the boys
i know i come up short a lot of days

but you know what else i know?
i know i love them so much
(to the moon and back in fact)
that crazy stupid kind of love
that kind of love that changes you
before the boys i was me
and after the boys i am still me
but a different me

i know i try
i try so hard to be the best version of myself for them
the truest and most honest version
i know when they go to bed at night i have told them how much i love them
i have kissed their faces and breathed their breath
they are a part of me
and me of them
and i know they know that


(photos by hrw photography)

Saturday, April 19, 2014

lately.....


i've been baking....


......spice cake with homemade cinnamon whipped cream

playing peekaboo.....


.....how could i resist this sweet face

giggling with this sweet boy....



.....how could i resist when his giggles are so contagious 

i'm nearing the six month mark on being at home with my boys and i feel like i am where i am supposed to be
sure there are days when i feel like shutting myself in the bathroom and crying 
but i'm blaming winter and lingering baby hormones 
(i shed a tear at an episode of Sofia The First the other day....must get a grip)
i'm so thankful for each day with them
the chance to giggle and play and make memories
it's pretty great 

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

my aha moment



every night when i lay down in bed
i like to reflect on the day
i thank the gods for all of my blessings
and each night i pray for more patience
my lack of patience is my biggest struggle as a mother
the other day i was chatting with my sister about mr. henry being a wild man
she said, "isn't it funny when they act like kids....."
cue 'aha moment'
he.is.three.
after gus was born henry seemed so much older! (i mean, he and i have full blown conversations!)
but he isn't
he is still just a toddler
a toddler who is having to share is momma and dad with someone else now
i imagine he is feeling just as frustrated as me sometimes
he will throw fits
he will only eat one thing on his dinner plate
he will take out every single toy he owns and leave them scattered about our bungalow
he.is.three.
all too soon i will blink and he really will be much older
....and then i will be chatting (read: crying) with my sister about where the time went!



Tuesday, February 11, 2014

i could spend all day smooching gus


seriously
i could
don't even get me started on how much i love his milk breath




(photos by www.hrwphoto.com)

Thursday, February 6, 2014

wrinkle release


so......i'm 30, pushing 31
i think i might be a grown up 
maybe
i don't wear lipstick 
or a bra
but i decided it's time to start getting serious about my skin
fine lines and wrinkles are now a reality
a reality i am happy to greet with a smile
which apparently just adds more fine lines and wrinkles
(c'est la vie)
i've been trying out RoC Retinol Correxion Eye Cream



i can't tell if it's erasing my crows feet
but i do feel oh so very grown up when i put it on
so there's always that.....

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

must have


i'm a sucker for pretty much anything striped
couple that with chunky baby legs
and you've got me sold



baby gus is going to need these asap!

Monday, January 27, 2014

1 for 2



did you know there is a product sold in stores called 'your breastfriend'?
i'm sure it's wonderful and does/is everything is says it will be...and more
but really?
your BREASTfriend?
i can't handle it
but that's neither here nor there
in the short time i nursed henry, i remember wondering if/when it would ever feel like his tiny mouth wasn't lined with razor blades
i had to mentally pump myself up to put that sweet boy to my boob
i attribute my lack of success in nursing henry to new mom anxiety and not listening to my instincts
i decided to approach nursing gus with a positive casual attitude
if it worked it worked
if it didn't it didn't
each baby is different
why should i have the same problems with one that i did with the other......
gus is a boob guy
i mean seriously
this kid likes to nurse
and other than feeling like i have my shirt off 82% of the time
i am happy