Sunday, April 29, 2012

Gavin Reid you are 9 months old!

What have you been up to?

We are guessing you weigh about 22-23 lbs, but we will find out for sure at the end of this month. Everyone tells us you are BIG! haha

You are wearing 9-12 month and some 12-18 month clothing. You are still in size 3 diapers. No shoes yet. But soon mister...soon There is a cute pair of little red TOMS waiting for you from Aunt Steph!

You started crawling right when you turned 8 months old. I can't believe how fast you can get around. Time for us to baby proof this house!

You have started going to be a little bit earlier at night because you get so tired...usually around 7:00-7:30. You usually sleep until 5ish, eat and then go back to sleep. I don't have a picture of this but you sleep on your tummy with your bottom sticking up in the's cute. I am pretty sure I slept like that when I was a baby?? 

You pulled up for the first time in your crib right after you turned 8 months old...since then you have been pulling/climbing on any and everything you touch. You are SO worn out by the end of the day because you don't.ever.stop!

I don't know why we buy you toys when your most favorite things to play with are NOT your toys ;) Currently, you are pretty content if you are in the vicinity of a cord or TV remote. (we tried to get you a light up TOY remote...but you ain't no fool! )

You are very very sneaky now that you are so mobile and we see this look a lot. This is your "who me?" face

You and Stella have gotten to be pretty good buddies. You chase her, take her toys, tease her and smack her on the head and she just lets you do whatever you want. She is a good sister.

You celebrated your first Easter and looked like such a big boy!

Things you LOVE: 

Climbing stairs

your sippy cup

bouncy balls
  • Avocados, blueberries, zucchinni, plums and puffs
  • Opening cabinets
  • Paci game-you laugh hysterically when I put your paci in my mouth and pretend like I'm not going to give it back to you.

Things you DO NOT like:

Your awesome red  battery powered car :( hate it-FAIL
  • Loud noises like the vacuum cleaner or baby food processor
  • Laying down to get your diaper changed or having to lay down for any reason
  • Strangers

We could not love you more, baby boy! You are such a joy!

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Misconceptions of Motherhood

Stumbled upon this post on another blog I follow :) It can originally be found here
Sweet little reminder about what is really important:

There’s this crazy phenomenon going on right now. Good, devoted mothers get on Pinterest . . . and blogs . . . and Facebook . . . and Twitter . . . and then they flip through parenting magazines and TV channels (full of advertisements and media hype) . . . and they’re convinced they’re not enough.
They’re convinced that everyone else has magnetic, alphabetized spice containers,

Photo source: Pinterest (
and unless their garden parties are thematically accessorized with butterfly lanterns,

Photo source: Pinterest,
and they’re wearing the latest fashions (in a size two, of course), there’s no point in even showing up for the day.
Last Saturday, this happened to me.
I came home from a lovely day out with my extended family and had serious intentions to spend the evening dyeing Easter eggs and making bunny buns.
By the time I got everyone settled and fed, however, I was so tired that I just laid on the couch and dozed while my children played and got themselves to bed.
Around 8:30, when I finally had the energy to sit up, I decided to try out Pinterest for a few minutes until my husband got home. There it was–1,000 reasons why I’m failing at all things domestic.
I don’t make grilled cheese sandwiches look like ice cream.
Photo source: Pinterest,
I don’t even have seasonal throw pillows on my couches or live plants anywhere in the house.
Is it really so hard? Can’t I pull myself together and wrap some candles in green foliage and bring happiness to our decor with bright fabrics and hand-crafted photo frames?
As I was trying to calm my frenzied state of mind, my husband came home and held me tight. We talked about our day, and he told me how much he loves me and that he wants our boys to marry someone like me. I fell asleep snuggled under his arm.
The following morning, our children enthusiastically bounded into our bedroom and tucked themselves into our covers. My four-year-old gave me an arm massage, and we all sat there together–joking, laughing, planning the day ahead, and enjoying that special feeling of family. Reflecting on the discouragement I’d felt the night before, I realized that my family doesn’t care about what I see on Pinterest. They care about me.
My daughter Grace loves me to sing “Baby Mine” to her each night before bed. When I go to ourPower of Moms Retreats, she misses that special ritual. We have recordings of Michael Crawford and Allison Krauss singing their versions, but Grace doesn’t want those. She wants me. So I recorded myself singing “Baby Mine” and emailed the audio file to her and to my husband so Grace can hear “her song” before she sleeps. As far as she’s concerned, my untrained voice belongs at the top of the charts.
My daughter Grace is my “snuggliest” child.  Back tickles and “Baby Mine” each night are how I show that I love her.
A few months ago, I was practicing sideways dutch braids on my two daughters. They had found these great “how-to” videos online, and we set up our comb, brush, and hair bands in front of the computer so I could become an expert.
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Half-way through the braid, my fingers got all tangled up, the hair was too loose, and one of my daughters had been sitting with her head to the side for several minutes.
Feeling extremely frustrated, I said, “That little girl in the video is so lucky to have a mom who knows how to do hair.”
My daughter stopped me in my tracks when she responded, “But I have a mom who is trying.”
These are my two girls with the braids that took me FOREVER to do.  (But I’m getting faster now, and they appreciate the fact that I’m trying.)
My mom is in her 70s, and her memory is starting to go. Her sweetness and love are as strong as ever, but when we talk on the phone, she can’t remember the last time we spoke or the last time we saw each other.
At the end of one phone call a few weeks ago, I whispered, “I miss you, Mom.”
She said, “Oh, I miss you, too! But we’ll get together soon. You can come down to the park, and we’ll get an ice cream cone at McDonald’s.”
I replied, “Yes, that will be fun.” But then the tears started, and I had to use every ounce of control to keep my voice even so she wouldn’t know I was crying.
What I really meant was, “I miss being able to talk to you, Mom. I miss laying on the grass while my children make a hopscotch and savoring our long phone conversations. I miss you remembering all those secrets I used to tell you. I miss you asking me if I’m okay. I miss seeing you read books and hearing you sing while you do the dishes and having you drive out to my house without getting lost. I miss you remembering how much I need you.”
My mother didn’t specialize in home decor or gourmet cooking, and she didn’t lift weights or run marathons. But she makes me feel like I am the most important, wonderful person ever born. If I could pick any mother in the whole world, it would be my mom.
There’s something deeper going on in family life than can ever be expressed on a social network. Whatever it is we feel we are lacking, can we collectively decide–as deliberate mothers–that we are not going to sit around feeling discouraged about all the things we’re not?
Can we remind each other that it is our uniqueness and love that our children long for? It is our voices. Our smiles. Our jiggly tummies. Of course we want to learn, improve, exercise, cook better, make our homes lovelier, and provide beautiful experiences for our children, but at the end of the day, our children don’t want a discouraged, stressed-out mom who is wishing she were someone else.
If you ever find yourself looking in the mirror at a woman who feels badly that she hasn’t yet made flower-shaped soap,
please offer her this helpful reminder: “Your children want you!”

Yep. Gulilty of wanting flower-shaped soap! Well, maybe not soap-but it's so easy to get caught up in all the cutesy ideas, recipes, activities and "things I should be doing". I am feeling the need to sloooow down and take it all in because it is flashing before my eyes!  Time to accept that I may not be a perfect mother, but I am the perfect mother for my baby. 

Sooo while we're talking about babies... mine is 9 months old today! I can't believe it. How. Can. This. Be?
So Blessed!

*9 month update coming soon!

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Gavin's 1st Easter!

Happy Easter!!! 
We had a wonderful day of celebrating that Christ is risen! 
Just wanted to share a few pics of this dapper fella and his first Easter!

I can't believe he actually wore this hat all day! Made me so happy! gotta understand, hats are my bows ;)

 ok, I admit it...kinda obsessed with this little guy :)
he. is. just. so. presh!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Rachel's Bridal Shower

One of my good friends Rachel is getting married THIS WEEKEND!!! Can't wait! We had her shower at my house a few weeks ago and it turned out beautiful! She is a glamour girl so we knew we wanted pink, gold and lots of sparkles! check. check. and check!

For table decor, I used pretty much everything I did at the last shower Baby Madden I just spray painted the green cake stands pink.  All about saving a little $$$!
 I am proud to say that I did make these pink chevron cookies! Spent waaaaay too much time on them, but they turned out pretty cute I think... 

in LOVE with this gold fabric I found on Amazon!! You will definitely see it again at future parties/showers!

I cannot take credit for this fancy food! Not only did it look perfect, but everything tasted delicious!! Go Jessica!
...and I don't know what any of these drinks are but they were amazing!! Thanks Elizabeth!
I seriously use these L.O.V.E cups all the time! 
These crowns and mustaches were for a quick game we played called He Said, She Said.  I interviewed both John and Rachel using the same questions and compiled a list of quotes they said. We read the quotes out loud and the guests held up a crown if they thought Rachel said it, a mustache if they thought John said it, or both! 
Gavin wanted to play too...Oh so fun!
Pretty Rachel and her hostesses!
I'd say we did pretty good for a shower that was planned primarily through text messages! hah! :) 
Love you girls!
....and LOVE LOVE LOVE this little man! How cute is he with his little mohawk?!