Well, it finally happened to me. I turned 30 years old yesterday. I tried avoiding it but the universe didn't get my memo. Oh well.
Looking back on this last year I am amazed, proud, blown away. I thought I would be horribly sad to be leaving my twenties. Does it suck? Yeah. But not too bad.
During my last year in my twenties I had my little munchkin. My mom was 29 when she had me. It is a pretty awesome way to go out. I was born at 4:46 a.m. on May 29. (I am beginning to think the number 29 may have some significance). At 4:46 on the morning of my birthday, I was feeding my son. Ironic, huh? I finally started chasing my dream of going to college. Which is going great so far! And I am creating a home life that I have always wanted. See why it is so hard to let go of being 29?
These last thirty years have been fun, exhausting, strengthening, and all together amazing. Looking at Kendrick, I often wonder how I got as far as I did without him. Or anyone in my life for that matter. I know I wouldn't make it now knowing what I have, and would be without.
So I look forward to these next thirty years. They will be full of love, anticipation, excitement, and probably a fair share of annoyance from Nick! I can say that because he doesn't read these posts. I kid, but seriously.
Thank you to everyone for the beautiful birthday wishes, your unrelenting support, and begrudgingly admitted love ;)
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Awwwww, baby vomit!!
Once in a while I like to do a recap on where I am in this significant journey we call mommy hood. I was thinking about how much my life has changed, how much my perspective has changed, and how gross babies really are...unless they are yours. Then boogers are cute.
I gave up on sleep, and doing my hair. Make up on my face is a long lost dream. I had been trying to paint my toes for two weeks. Finally got that done. How bad is it that I felt a huge sense of accomplishment once the paint dried...on my toes, and carpet, and crib skirt? If you knew to look for it, you would see a pink trail from my living room couch into my son's room. So much for that nap.
Here are some more of my favorite things so far:
1. I laugh at throw up. And myself. And me covered in throw up. Because of this I have a burp cloth in every nook and cranny in the house. We were having a snuggle fest about two months back. While laying in the middle of our king-size bed, I was on my back with Kendrick on me tummy to tummy. He likes this because he can drool on my face better. We were playing and laughing, and he burped in my face. We chuckled.
He then proceeded to throw up all over my chest. I was in a tank top. And I couldn't help but laugh when the most glorious grin spread across his face and he started laughing so hard he was shaking my stomach. So I found myself in a predicament- middle of the bed, on my back covered in throw up, gross baby, and nothing to clean him or me up with.
I gingerly roll him off of me, let him lay there and laugh. I began the slow, agonizing journey of scooting toward the edge of the bed...on my back. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a laundry basket full of clothes sitting next to my wall. Eureka!! I get close to the edge, stick out my foot, and snag a tank top with my toes. I figured I came this far, why not make it fancy and flip the tank top up to the bed and catch it! Success. I managed to clean up the mess without getting any on the bed. Ninja-mom skills.
2. Silly me! The butter doesn't go in the dishwasher. You do funny things when you are tired. Or beyond tired. Or in a zombie state of sleep deprivation. I am usually sharp. On top of my game. Not so much anymore.
Nick usually makes the coffee in the morning because he starts work sooner. One morning I was up making a bottle, and being the semi-awesome girlfriend that I am, chose to make the coffee so he could lay in bed a few extra minutes. Got it all together; all that was left was adding the coffee grounds. So naturally I grabbed the formula and started scooping it in. Mmm.
While cleaning the kitchen, I have put the toaster in the refrigerator and the butter in the dishwasher. Yup. I think Nick looks forward to hearing me start cracking up randomly because he knows he is about to hear something good!
3. Mom brain. There is no cure. But it is a great excuse. Don't really have to explain this one. Mom brain is a convenient thing if you have done something stupid or forgetful and need to displace blame.
4. No matter how crappy a day or week has been, I have my boys and they have me. Sometimes, I even get flowers out of the deal. Kendrick went flower shopping with Grandma B. He waited until they were in the car to pick mine out. And by that I mean, he reached over to the planter on the seat next to him and disembodied some petunias on the trip home :) Luckily, Dad got me roses too because that poor petunia didn't last very long!
I gave up on sleep, and doing my hair. Make up on my face is a long lost dream. I had been trying to paint my toes for two weeks. Finally got that done. How bad is it that I felt a huge sense of accomplishment once the paint dried...on my toes, and carpet, and crib skirt? If you knew to look for it, you would see a pink trail from my living room couch into my son's room. So much for that nap.
Here are some more of my favorite things so far:
1. I laugh at throw up. And myself. And me covered in throw up. Because of this I have a burp cloth in every nook and cranny in the house. We were having a snuggle fest about two months back. While laying in the middle of our king-size bed, I was on my back with Kendrick on me tummy to tummy. He likes this because he can drool on my face better. We were playing and laughing, and he burped in my face. We chuckled.
He then proceeded to throw up all over my chest. I was in a tank top. And I couldn't help but laugh when the most glorious grin spread across his face and he started laughing so hard he was shaking my stomach. So I found myself in a predicament- middle of the bed, on my back covered in throw up, gross baby, and nothing to clean him or me up with.
I gingerly roll him off of me, let him lay there and laugh. I began the slow, agonizing journey of scooting toward the edge of the bed...on my back. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a laundry basket full of clothes sitting next to my wall. Eureka!! I get close to the edge, stick out my foot, and snag a tank top with my toes. I figured I came this far, why not make it fancy and flip the tank top up to the bed and catch it! Success. I managed to clean up the mess without getting any on the bed. Ninja-mom skills.
2. Silly me! The butter doesn't go in the dishwasher. You do funny things when you are tired. Or beyond tired. Or in a zombie state of sleep deprivation. I am usually sharp. On top of my game. Not so much anymore.
Nick usually makes the coffee in the morning because he starts work sooner. One morning I was up making a bottle, and being the semi-awesome girlfriend that I am, chose to make the coffee so he could lay in bed a few extra minutes. Got it all together; all that was left was adding the coffee grounds. So naturally I grabbed the formula and started scooping it in. Mmm.
While cleaning the kitchen, I have put the toaster in the refrigerator and the butter in the dishwasher. Yup. I think Nick looks forward to hearing me start cracking up randomly because he knows he is about to hear something good!
3. Mom brain. There is no cure. But it is a great excuse. Don't really have to explain this one. Mom brain is a convenient thing if you have done something stupid or forgetful and need to displace blame.
4. No matter how crappy a day or week has been, I have my boys and they have me. Sometimes, I even get flowers out of the deal. Kendrick went flower shopping with Grandma B. He waited until they were in the car to pick mine out. And by that I mean, he reached over to the planter on the seat next to him and disembodied some petunias on the trip home :) Luckily, Dad got me roses too because that poor petunia didn't last very long!
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Salty Toes and Squishy Dough
Kendrick made Mother's Day presents for his Grandmas. I know it was a while ago, but I am a busy girl. Anyone else find it ironic that I blog about being a mom and yet I am just now getting around to this topic?
I digress.
Look at what my son made!!!!
Here is how:
Salt Dough Footprint
1/2 cup white flour
1/2 cup salt
1/4 cup warm water
Preheat oven to 200. Mix flour and salt. Add water. Mix then knead. May need to add a little flour here and there while kneading. You don't want the dough to be sticky...or crumbly. I formed a ball by tossing it from hand to hand, like a ball and mitt. Place dough ball on wax paper on a smooth plate. Place wax paper on the top as well. Flatten into a thick circle. I then made flat, circular motions on the top to give the dough a smooth surface. It makes for a good print! Remove the wax paper from the top only. Grab your munchkin! Kendrick's foot got stuck to the dough the first time so I put flour on his foot before making the impression. He looked at me weird...
Once you make the impression and are happy with it, put it on a baking sheet and bake for 2 to 3 hours.
Once it is done, paint it a color of your choosing. I chose a pearled paint so the foot indentations would show up nicely. I sprayed a clear gloss coat to finish it off!
Handmade Card
I saw this idea on Pinterest and once again in real life. It is simple and fun.
I cut a piece of construction paper in the Grandmas' favorite color. Then I placed drops and squiggles of acrylic paints onto the paper, placed it in a gallon size Ziploc bag, and sealed it shut. I placed the bag in front of Kendrick and let him just play with it to get the paint squished around. Once he was finished doing a phenomenal job, I removed the card and let the paint dry. I flipped it over and wrote a message to them from Kendrick! Voila!! Refrigerator art!
I digress.
Look at what my son made!!!!
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| A salt dough footprint and handmade card! |
Here is how:
Salt Dough Footprint
1/2 cup white flour
1/2 cup salt
1/4 cup warm water
Preheat oven to 200. Mix flour and salt. Add water. Mix then knead. May need to add a little flour here and there while kneading. You don't want the dough to be sticky...or crumbly. I formed a ball by tossing it from hand to hand, like a ball and mitt. Place dough ball on wax paper on a smooth plate. Place wax paper on the top as well. Flatten into a thick circle. I then made flat, circular motions on the top to give the dough a smooth surface. It makes for a good print! Remove the wax paper from the top only. Grab your munchkin! Kendrick's foot got stuck to the dough the first time so I put flour on his foot before making the impression. He looked at me weird...
Once you make the impression and are happy with it, put it on a baking sheet and bake for 2 to 3 hours.
Once it is done, paint it a color of your choosing. I chose a pearled paint so the foot indentations would show up nicely. I sprayed a clear gloss coat to finish it off!
Handmade Card
I saw this idea on Pinterest and once again in real life. It is simple and fun.
I cut a piece of construction paper in the Grandmas' favorite color. Then I placed drops and squiggles of acrylic paints onto the paper, placed it in a gallon size Ziploc bag, and sealed it shut. I placed the bag in front of Kendrick and let him just play with it to get the paint squished around. Once he was finished doing a phenomenal job, I removed the card and let the paint dry. I flipped it over and wrote a message to them from Kendrick! Voila!! Refrigerator art!
HAPPY FOOTPRINTING!!!!!!
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Messy Baby
I keep a clean house. Or what I consider to be clean. A lived in house shouldn't look like a museum. Mess gives character. Dirt gives me an eye twitch.
Kendrick recently started solid foods. And I have to admit, making messes is fun. Especially when the mess is on a cute face. It tested my cleaning OCD the first time. I had a washcloth ready to go to catch the food fun.
The first time he made a raspberry sound with his lips was with a mouthful of carrots. This is when I realized that the color orange looked good on me! The mess and the laughter that followed made me forget about the ready to go washcloth.
This is his "What are you feeding me?" look. He loves the new experiences, and I love watching his expressions. He knows how to make a face! So far my favorite was his green bean mustache and gummy grin!
Kendrick recently started solid foods. And I have to admit, making messes is fun. Especially when the mess is on a cute face. It tested my cleaning OCD the first time. I had a washcloth ready to go to catch the food fun.
The first time he made a raspberry sound with his lips was with a mouthful of carrots. This is when I realized that the color orange looked good on me! The mess and the laughter that followed made me forget about the ready to go washcloth.
This is his "What are you feeding me?" look. He loves the new experiences, and I love watching his expressions. He knows how to make a face! So far my favorite was his green bean mustache and gummy grin!
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