I Resolve 2015

The first day of the year typically garners an “I Resolve” post from yours truly. I’ll break down a list of resolutions, typically compartmentalized into different areas of my life. Similar to most people, I fail miserably at even remembering what I resolved to do let alone actually bringing them to fruition. So this year I’m keeping it simple.

I resolve to be joyful.

I’m a realist with anxiety issues who is jacked up on an influx of pregnancy hormones, so being joyful is not one of my fortes. However, since I became a mother, I have learned a great deal about joy and its incredible healing powers.

So this year, I will be joyful.

If there is something in my life that becomes a joy thief, I will try to fix it or it will be removed all together. Period. This life is far to short, and the things that rob me of feeling joyful will have very little meaning in the grand scheme of eternity.

So there is my resolution. I hope your new year is filled with joy and love and that 2015 is everything your heart desires.


10 Months, double digits!

My sweet girl, 

You are 10 months old today! I can’t believe that you are two months away from being a year old. I seriously cannot wrap my mind around these last several months. You have went from being totally dependent on me to being a curiously adventurous little dare devil.

In our opinion, you are a genius. Up to this point you say “Mama,” “Dada,” “Hi,” “Gu,” (for Gus). You sign “more” and “all done.” You are the baby of a thousand faces, and you keep up rolling with your plethora of expressions. You crawl all over the place, and you pull up on whatever is still. You even cruise a little bit too.

You took your first big trip this past month. We took a five hour flight across the country, and you did an amazing job. You didn’t fuss once on any of the plane rides. I was super impressed!

You are still in size 3 diapers, you eat fruits, veggies, cereal, and yogurt. I give you coconut milk every now and then, and you like it a lot too. You are still nursing about four times a day too. You wear 6-12 month shirts, 9-12 month pants, and your feet are small like Mama’s so you typically wear 6-12  month shoes, but most shoes are too big for you.

You likes:

Snuggles with Mama

Playing with Dada


Crawling on the grass

Swinging at the park

Being outside in general

Gus’ fur

Visits with the grandparents and uncles


Nap time, most of the time


When you can’t play with dangerous things like cords and plastic bags

Being sat down with out fair warning


You are undoubtedly a bright and beautiful spot in our lives. We love you so much more each and every day. Keep growing, learning, and shining our sweet little girl. We are so proud to be your parents!


Month Seven is Heaven


You are seven months old today! How did that happen? I cannot believe that you are over half a year old.

You are growing and developing so much everyday, I can’t hardly believe my eyes.

Currently you weigh about 17 pounds, wear size 3 diapers, wear 3-9 month onesies and 6-9 month pants. You hate shoes, but the shoes we do have don’t really fit your feet because they are cute and chunky.

You sit up so well, and you push up on hands and knees and rock back and forth. You can scoot yourself backwards but you haven’t quite gotten the grasp of crawling yet. You love to stand up, and do so very well, of course while holding onto something.

You babble and squeal, and you scream when you don’t get your way. The other day you said your first word, “Mama!” You’ve been saying “mamamamama” for a couple of months now, but the other day while we were playing on the floor, you couldn’t reach your toy and you looked at me and said “Mama.” You did it again a few minutes later. You’ve done it everyday since several times.

You eat solids three times a day and are breastfeeding between four and five times. You are eating cereal, fruits, and veggies.

You had your first cold this past month, and it wasn’t as bad as I though. I’m very thankful that you still sleep through the night.

I love you so much. You are such a ham with an amazing set of laughs, one is really cute in particular. It sounds like an old man’s fake laugh. Adorable.

Your likes:

Bath time: lots of splashing


Dancing with mommy

When daddy comes home from work

Petting Gus

Playing with noisy toys

Playing with non-toy i.e. water bottles, candy wrappers


Your dislikes:


When we take something away from you

Loud noises

When mommy gets out of your sight

Keep growing, keep shining. You are the bright spot on our hearts. We love you!

Most veggies


My Little Five Month Old

You are five months old today! I cannot mentally grasp how quickly time has escaped me.

You seem to change everyday, becoming more active and aware of the big world that surrounds you.

At this stage you are wearing 3-6 month onesies and 6-9 month pants. We think you may be a tall one. You are still in size two diapers. I still put you in cloth diapers every now and then, but I don’t particularly like cleaning up the big poopy mess off of me, you, and the diaper.

In the last month, you started on solid foods once a day. You are also getting better at sitting on your own. You sit in the tripod position by yourself for a few seconds at a time. I think you’ll be sitting up with no problems by the first of the year.

So up to this point, you have mastered rolling over (more about this in a second), you are grasping and holding on to things like a crab, you’re beginning to do the pincher grab, you giggle and babble, you track like a huntress, you push up on your knees like you want to crawl, you blow bubbles and trill, you grab the spoon from my hand and try to feed yourself, you sleep an average of 10 hours a night, and you don’t like to have mommy leave your sight :).

About you rolling over, daddy was watching you one morning while letting me sleep in, he laid you on the activity mat in the living room and walked into the kitchen. When he came back, you were gone. Scared him to death, but you were nested cozily under the coffee table you roly poly you.

I haven’t measured you lately, but I bet you are close to 15lbs. and between 26-27 inches long.

You have such sweetness about you. You smile at all who greet you. You are such a joy to be around.

Your likes:


Daddy’s facial hair

Splashing at bath time

Walks outside


Pears and bananas




Your car seat

Getting your legs caught in the side of your crib

Being away from mama

You are a gem, my sweet girl. Keep growing in beauty and in grace. May the Lord bless you and smile upon you. We are so proud of you!

How to make friends postpartum

Being a mom and being social is just difficult.

I see some moms who are social champions. They attend every MOPs meeting, go to weekly stroller workouts, keep up with their blogs, hang out with their girlfriends, and manage to look fierce doing so.

I on the other hand do well to wear something other than yesterday’s yoga pants that I did not do yoga in, wash my hair, take the laundry out of the washer that has been washed three times in the last four days because I keep forgetting about it and it insists on harboring that lovely scent of mildew, oh and feeding my cat and myself.

Attending a social gathering is not something that I can do well at this time, but I cannot help but feel lonely sometimes. I am absolutely mad about spending my everyday all day with my sweet little, but there is something about adult conversation that I desperately crave. I try my best to touch base with what few friends I have every couple of weeks, but if I have trouble finishing my laundry in a timely fashion, then I am going to have problems keeping in constant contact with people that I truly do care about.

When I was pregnant, I prepared myself mostly for labor, and somewhat for the postpartum me. However, I did not plan on dealing with how hard it is to find time to spend with friends or even just how awkward it can be when I do. I am aggravatingly shy to the bone, so I already have a difficult time starting and continuing conversations with people, even those I know well. However, now I have become so used to people admiring and falling all over the baby, that it’s hard for me to step out from behind her shadow and talk about something other than her.

I like being able to sit her in my lap and have people talk all about her and focus solely on her. Most people don’t really care about me, and I am actually OK with that. But when I am around people who don’t really want to talk all about my baby because they have a child around the same age or simply because they don’t really know anything about babies, I am kind of at a loss for what to say because my world stopped in July, and everything between delivery and right now has been all about taking care of my child. When I do try to be social, it is exhausting.

So how do you make friends after having a baby? How do you maintain friendships? I am all to familiar with outgrowing friends, but is there a way to avoid that after a baby comes?

Do any other mamas feel like this? What do you do?