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kids lately… + family photos!

Oh hi, it’s me.  Just casually sharing Willa’s newborn pictures from almost 4 months ago.  Oops.  I’d like to blame the busyness of moving but I’d also like to give the appropriate amount of credit to: lazy.

Anyways. I’ve been considering this blog more and more lately like a diary of sorts.  One that I’d like to be able to look back on when I’m old and gray (next week) and that I’d like my little kiddos to be able to read someday.  So I thought I’d start a series in which I give little updates on said kiddos, so that we can have some documented memories of their little personalities.

So let’s just jump right in with the lady of the hour…

My sweet Willa will be 4 months old tomorrow.  On the one hand I’m floored that she’s already that old.  On the other hand I think of the day she was born and it feels like it was approximately 17 years ago (though my mom bod would disagree).  It feels like she’s been here for SO long, yet she’s still so new and tiny.  I don’t know how to explain this feeling other than it’s heartbreaking, but in a good way?  I’ve said this before, but she is the very sweetest soul I’ve ever known.  Again, something I can’t really explain but I feel it every time I look at her.  She’s completely wonderful.

But let’s be honest, she’s a baby… so she definitely has her moments.  Overall, I would describe her temperament as “average”.  Ha.  She’s not a particularly difficult baby but I wouldn’t exactly call her an easy baby either.  She’s a pretty happy girl overall… but she can get upset fairly quickly, especially during the witching hour.  She’s the QUEEN of witching hour.  (It’s no coincidence that the witching hour and happy hour coincide, am I right? )

She’s a mama’s girl, which I not-so-secretly love.  If someone else is holding her and she sees me, she starts wiggling and whining for me.  She absolutely loves to be held and does her best napping when I’m wearing her in the wrap.  She has the squeakiest, most high-pitched shout/cry/whine… it’s actually so adorable.  We call her Squirrel because of it, which Crosby pronounces “circle”.

She has a love/hate relationship with most things… eating, baths, pacifiers, swaddling.  We can’t ever seem to really figure out what her thing is.  Or isn’t.  One thing is for sure, she loves to get her diaper changed.  So I guess that’s her thing.  Atta babe.

Every morning when she wakes up she gives us the biggest, widest smiles that make me want to gnaw her face off.  She has these beautiful long fingers and delicate little wrists… I find myself staring at them, wondering what kinds of things she’ll do with them, maybe she’ll be a piano player, or a guitarist… or maybe a pickpocket.  Dream big little one!

Her little personality is showing itself every single day and I can’t get enough.  I’m so so so proud to be her mama.

And then there’s my first-born.  My sweet little Crosby guy.  Oh, but if you call him a “guy”, he’ll shout at you “I’m not a GUY I’M CWOBBY!”  He’ll be 2 1/2 in a week.  And he’s good at it.  I like to describe 2 as the best and the worst age yet. And before you judge me… let me explain.  It is the absolute best because he’s talking so much and saying the silliest things.  He loves going on adventures and get’s so excited to just experience life.  He’s so giving of his love and affection.  He’s kinda the best.  BUT, being 2 comes with great responsibility… to act like a psycho.  His tantrums are epic.  He often can’t be reasoned with whatsoever.   And I often liken our interactions to negotiating with a terrorist.  However, there is very little that can’t be fixed with a “special treat” though (cookie, candy, fun snacks).

As everyone in the world probably knows by now, he is completely obsessed with dinosaurs.  Casey and I have had to learn so much about dinosaurs in order to be able to answer Crosby’s questions about them. I sometimes daydream about being on Jeopardy and winning with my knowledge of which dinosaur is a micropachycephalosaurus.  It’s more likely that Crosby would win though, his memory is so ridiculously good these days.

As much as he loves dinosaurs, he loves animals probably just as much.  He has a whole collection of small dinos and animals that follow him everywhere.  He has this thing where he has to have his animals or dinos “watch him” go to the bathroom.  (So sorry for your impending embarrassment, kiddo.)  Which means that we have to line all of them up on the bathroom counter to watch him pee.  It’s bizarre and kind of annoyingly time-consuming, but it’s one of the things that I will adore about him forever.

Other things he loves… books, play dough, larabars, bath time (with his animals and dinos), making houses (for his animals and dinos), watching shows (daniel tiger and dinosaur train on his favs), having picnics, playing his guitar, singing songs, and going on adventures.  He also loves to help me lately.  With laundry, cooking, taking care of his sister… And don’t get me wrong, his “help” often adds more time to the process.  But I love that he’s so interested.

A few of my favorite Crosby sayings these days….

“sound great, mama?”
“good morning! how’d you sleep?”
“thank you for listening to me”
“you have an idea??”
“fun day!”
“pssst… hey!… pssst”
“love you so much, mama”

He’s the funniest, sweetest, most curious, strong-willed child.  Every night after we put him to bed, and I’m usually exhausted from his antics, I think about him and miss him.  And then I want to go and wake him up.  (I don’t, I’m not crazy).  I absolutely, completely, 100% adore him.

And on that note, here are the rest of some kinda old photos of my favorite humans on the planet.  Take a peek, if you’d like!



Sweet sidenote.  There is a wishing tree right down the street from our house in Portland.  When Crosby was born I wrote a wish on it that I’d be able to stay home with him (which I didn’t think would be possible) and it came true.  That wish is still in the tree.  So during this photoshoot I wrote a wish for Willa too (that she’d learn to breastfeed, which she hasn’t… which means I’m the queen of the breast pump). But anyways, I love this wishing tree.  I wish I could have cut it down and taken it to Minnesota with us.  Maybe that should have been my wish?

 


bumpdate: 36 weeks.

shawnnathompson_36weeksWeeks: 36 weeks
Baby is the size of:  a cabbage patch kid!  (I had a cabbage patch kid when I was little and her name was Carbell.  …Crosby and Carbell… that has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?)
Weight gain: I’m officially bigger now than I was at the end of my pregnancy with Crosby.  And I officially couldn’t care less.  I’m sure that will change immediately after baby girl is born and I’m expected to shed this weight in an orderly fashion.
Cravings: Nothing really sounds that good lately.  Probably because my stomach is so smushed that I basically feel like I’ve just finished a Thanksgiving meal at all times, even if I’m actually hungry.
Sleep: Pregnancy insomnia is in full force which SUCKS.  I really wish I could stock up on some sleep now before the baby gets here, but unfortunately I’m already sleeping as if I already have a newborn.  It doesn’t help that Crosby has been getting up before 6am lately as well.  Pass the coffee, please.  And then some unisom.   And then a rice krispie bar, while you’re at it.
Movement: Have you been watching Stranger Things on Netflix?  You know when that thing tries to come through the walls?  That’s what it feels like baby girl is doing.  She is pushing SO hard on the front of my stomach, it feels like she is about to break through.  Which isn’t how it works, sweet girl.  So maybe give your big fat mommy a break?  Thanks love you.
Symptoms: All of the end of pregnancy symptoms are in full effect… puffiness, sore back, loss of breath, peeing every 7 minutes, leg cramps, insomnia, an online shopping problem.  (Let’s just all pretend that last one is legit, for the sake of my relationship with my husband.)
Missing:  The ability to put my shoes on without needing to ask my 2 year old for help.
Happenings: We’re in the final-ish days, people!  Since I had a c-section with Crosby, I’ll be scheduling another one with baby girl as a backup plan, if necessary.  So after my next dr appointment we will have a definite date that we know she will be here by. (AKA a definite date that I will be able to have some wine.) So exciting and scary and fun and holycrapimhavinganotherbabysososososoon!


bumpdate: 23 weeks. oh and also, we’re having a…


HEY!  How are you?  Me?  I’m just 23 weeks pregnant over here.  I know, I know, I have been such a delinquent preg lady this time around.  Poor baby #2 has no baby book, no bumpdates up until now, and I’ve done approximately 0-1 things to actually prepare for their arrival.  But to be fair to myself, it’s been a crazy past few months with this little bundle.  Let me start out by saying that everything is fine, but we did have a stressful scare a little over a month ago that has just recently resolved itself.  I’m fine, the baby is fine, and we’re just super thankful and happy to be moving on from an intense few weeks.

You’re probably like, wtf that’s the most vague paragraph ever.  And you’d be right.  Sorry bout that.  And maybe someday I’ll write more about it.  But for now we’ll just scooch on past it.  BUT.  We do have some really great news that came out of all the nuttiness from the past few weeks… we decided to find out the gender!  Finding out was something that we flip-flopped on so much with this pregnancy.   I just always assumed we’d keep it a surprise like we did with Crosby.  But, I found myself really really wanting to know this time.  And in the midst of all the craziness that was going on with this pregnancy, we thought we could probably use some good news.  So, at one of my ultrasounds, we had the tech put the “results” in an envelope to take home and open later… but then someone (coughmecough) got super impatient and opened it before we even left the room.

You’re probably like, wtf tell us already.  Ok here it goes… baby Thomps #2 is an itty bitty teeny weeny cutie patootie lovey dovey baby GIRL!!  That’s right my friends, in a few months I will no longer be surrounded by weewees.  And I seriously couldn’t be happier.

So here we go sweet baby girl, our first official bumpdate!

Weeks: 23
Baby is the size of:  A Nalgene bottle. (I discovered and LOVE the Ovia app for this pregnancy!  You can choose a theme for the weekly “size” updates… ((my theme is fun & games and so far the baby has been the size of a troll doll, a paper airplane and a video game controller, among other things)) and it gives you a little graphic of how big the baby is getting based on its hand size.  And just in general, it’s awesome.  Highly recommend for my fellow pregs out there.)
Weight gain: I have honestly no idea… maybe 10ish pounds?  Split equally between my belly and my bra.  Worth noting, I definitely feel like I’m getting bigger faster and carrying higher this time around.  All fun things.
Cravings: Nothing super specific but so far I’m consistently loving fruit, just like last time.
Sleep:  Ugh. Gah. Oof.  Waaah.  Sleep has been so hit or miss.  Due to uncomfiness and just overall stress and anxiety.  And on top of that, my toddler typically wakes up before 6am every morning.  So what I’m trying to say is, coffee and under-eye concealer have been my bffs this pregnancy.
Movement:  Baby girl has been moving a shitload.  (Can I say that?) I remember Crosby’s first movements felt like a sweet little butterfly in my lower belly.  Compared to baby girl, who seems to be practicing her flipturns since week 15.
Symptoms:  Oh, hey hormones!  I probably have more hormones pulsing through me than a Justin Bieber concert.  Or something.  I’ve been an emotional rollercoaster since day 1 of this pregnancy, and then because of all the craziness that happened, it’s been amplified by like a hundo.  It’s ridiculous.  I’m ridiculous.  Anyways, if I cry the next time you ask me what time it is, don’t take it personally.
Missing:  It wouldn’t be a true TMITM blog post if I didn’t talk about wine.  I miss wine.
Happenings:  Erm, like I said… we’ve done so very little to prepare for little miss’s arrival.  But I thiiiiink I’m going to try to potty train Crosby before she gets here?  Probably right around his 2nd birthday?  Did I mention I miss wine?  I know that 2 is on the younger side for training, but I’ve been reading the book “Oh Crap: Potty Training” and it has me fairly convinced that I should do it now rather than waiting until after baby girl is here and I’m even more sleep deprived and not in the mood to teach a little boy to aim his pee stick into the toilet.  Ya feel me? So anyways, any tips and tricks for potty training would be much appreciated!

Speaking on my firstborn… here he is in all his anti-photo-taking adorable glory.  

Bumpdate 2.0, over and out.


here we go again!

Processed with VSCO with x1 presetSurprise! I’m pregnant! Or… maybe it’s not such a surprise? I say that because at least 5 people have told me that they suspected I was pregnant… because of the fact that I hadn’t mentioned wine in my last few blog posts. ::facepalm:: That’s embarrassing. But guess what? Now that the cat’s out of the bag, I can talk about wine again. Or rather, the lack of wine in my life. Not to be confused with whine, which there is PLENTY of in my life these days. Hahahahahahaha. Ha. Haha. Ha. Hello?

Anyways, let’s get back to my uterus! I’m approximately 15 weeks prego ragu and my due date is November 4th. We’re pretty sure we aren’t going to find out the sex, just like last time. Though it seems harder this time around to not find out. I think it’s because we/I was so distracted by the newness of pregnancy the first time around, and not finding out the sex was part of the package. This time I sort of know what to expect with the pregnancy, so finding out if it’s a boy or girl is more top of mind. Ya know? I will say though, that not knowing the sex was so helpful the first time around during Crosby’s crazy birth. It gave me something positive to focus on and look forward to in the midst of pure chaos. So… that’s a good reason to not find out. Plus, I’ve always felt that waiting to find out until your babe is born is one of life’s few REAL surprises. Anyways, what do you think, should we find out this time? Or not? What did you do? What did Mila Kunis do? Because I’ll just probably do what she did.

So far, I’ve felt pretty ok. I’ve managed to avoid morning sickness again but I’ve been so incredibly tired. Seriously, the fatigue this time around has been absurd. Intensified by the fact that my job is to chase a squirrelly toddler around all day. On more than one occasion I’ve been out doing something with Crosby and I’ve been so tired that I had to literally tell myself to put one foot in front of the other. It’s nuts. I’m finally in the second trimester though so my energy levels should skyrocket any second now. Right? RIGHT!?! In general though, this pregnancy has felt pretty similar to the last one. Which makes me feel like it might be another little boy. Except that I’ve been MUCH more emotional this time around. Which makes me think it might be a girl. Or a Nicholas Sparks novel.

So far it seems like Crosby is thrilled to have a new baby in the family. Once we found out I was pregnant, we got him a babydoll to play with and he immediately poked it in the eyes. See!? Thrilled! We’re trying to explain to him that he’s going to be a big brother and that mama has a baby in her tummy, but he’s only 20 months old so he’s not really catching on. Or maybe he’s just not very bright… ;) No but really, if anyone has any advice or books (for him or me) to read about bringing a new kiddo home, please let me know! I’m so unprepared. Also, the idea of Crosby not being my “baby” anymore makes me want to shove him up my shirt for the day.

Yikes. I feel like this post was so scattered. Mom brain + pregnancy brain = my brain looks like an episode of Hoarders.

PS Thanks so much for all the well wishes on our newest addition! We’re honestly so very thrilled.

PPS A few more photos from my Mother’s Day…

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Cheers to breeding! xo


tales of toddlerhood.

In the early days of parenthood, our house was a big ol’ mess of diapers and bottles and breast pump paraphernalia. Sleep deprivation and survival mode made it somewhat impossible to keep a tidy home.  But then there was a bit of a turning point when Crosby was about 7-8 months when there wasn’t such a mess anymore. We had a fairly established routine, Crosby was eating/sleeping on a schedule, he wasn’t mobile yet, I felt like I had time to clean up and keep my house fairly organized.  Ahh…memories…

But these days, now that Crosby is walking, our house looks like an episode of Hoarders.  It’s insane how much of a mess one tiny person can make.  And it’s not just that he makes a mess, but he likes to move things around.  Take things from one room and relocate them to another.  Just because.  The other day there were 4 legos in my left boot and a tupperware lid in the right.  Just this morning I noticed that there was a bag of dog treats in the bathtub.  My shampoo bottle is currently under the dining room table.  We found our TV remote in a box in the recycling bin. There are tampons literally everywhere, because that’s what keeps Crosby occupied when I’m getting ready in the bathroom, playing with tampons.  And then he carries them around with him and hides them in fun little spots for us to find when we have company over.  (He’s gonna LOVE this blog post when he’s older.)  I’m constantly asking him, “where is your other shoe?” for who knows what reason, it’s not like I expect him to respond.  But for the love of hummus, stop putting your shoes in the hamper, kid!  He’s always under my supervision, so how does he get away with these shenanigans?!

There’s a certain amount of control one has to give up when they have a toddler on their hands.  I mean, I could spend literal hours following Crosby around, picking up items that he’s deposited in unsuspecting spots.  But where’s the fun in that?  I mean, who doesn’t enjoy finding their watch in the record player?  Who doesn’t love to look for their keys for 45 minutes before leaving for a doctor’s appointment?  (Though this could totally be my fault, one time pre-Crosby I lost my keys and after HOURS of searching, I found them in the silverware drawer.  Like mother like son?)  But honestly, I’ve found that it’s much easier to let go and worry about the messes (and finding my cell phone) later.

And anyways, there’s really no point of this post, except maybe to suggest you keep a close eye on your belongings if you ever come to our house.

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Where does your toddler hide things?  Tell me tell me!

¡Crosby’s birthday fiesta!

IMG_5323So Crosby’s first birthday has come and gone and I’m still sort of adjusting to the fact that I now have a toddler.  Did you know that a 1-year-old is considered a toddler?  I didn’t!  I could have sworn that toddlerhood didn’t happen until 2.   Ugh, what do I know?  A year into this madness and I still have no idea what I’m talking about.  But so yah, I guess I have a toddler now!  I mean, seemingly it’s just a title change but for an over-thinker like me, it is a big deal.

I know I’ve talked about this before, but it’s always crazy to me how these kinds of transitions happen overnight.  There’s no easing into it.  One day I’m the mom of a baby, and the next day I’m the mom of a toddler.  And I don’t know, it just seems… different.  Right?  Like… I picture a baby mama in her bathrobe, softly humming to her tiny bundle while she rocks him to sleep at 3am.  I picture a toddler mama chasing her popsicle-mustached kid down the sidewalk, loudly hollering at him to SLOW THE $%@! DOWN.  Calm down, I’m just being dramatic… I would never give my kid a popsicle.

Do you know what I mean though?  The difference between baby and toddler is kind of significant.  Shouldn’t there be a grace period of 3-6 weeks for moms to get used to the idea that their baby isn’t a baby anymore??  Maybe I should start a Kickstarter for that.

Ok in all honestly, I’m pretty ok with the this transition.  But what really concerns me the most… is that moms of toddlers definitely can’t get away with Day 3 hair as much as moms of babies.  So, I have some major soul-searching/shampoo buying to tend to.

Well so anyway the real point of this post is that Crosby turned 1/became a toddler and so we threw a party for him!  Or, to be more accurate, we threw a fiesta for him!!   err… sort of.  I casually flirted with the fiesta theme but didn’t go too overboard.  Hashtag I didn’t have the budget to go overboard.   Hashtag my husband loves a budget.  Hashtag finance major.  Hashtag nerd alert.  (Gross, I promise I’m done spelling out hashtag.  <— Last one, I swear.)

Anyhoo.  We threw a little fiesta at our house with about 35 of our Portland pals.  We’d planned on having the party outside but of course mama nature decided to weep on Crosby’s birthday (apparently she was having a tough time with the baby/toddler transition too) which meant we had to move the party inside and act like sardines.  Luckily there was plenty of Jarritos, cervezas, and margaritas to refresh our souls.  And listen, I know some people might find it inappropriate to serve booze at a first birthday party.  I hear you.  But!  Most of our guests were adults.  And also… this party was kind of a celebration for Casey and me, too.  The past year has been bananas and all things considered, I thiiiiink… we did pretty good job.  And doing a pretty good job at raising a baby deserves a mediocre marg.  Which is now my new Instagram bio.  (No it’s not.)

Gracias so much to our Portland friends for making this day so special for us and Crosby.  We love you, amigos!  And gracias to our families for all the cards/gifts/calls/video chats.  We love you and miss you, familia!

How ‘s about that’s enough of speaking in broken Spanish?  Although I did tell Casey in perfecto Spanish that “I like food at our Thompson house for my family”.   And he was impressed.  So.  ::hairflip::

And with that!  Here we go with the pictures, if you care to see…
IMG_5322IMG_5320IMG_5380I’ll never be one of those super pinteresting moms (heh heh) but at the end of the day, a margarita is a margarita, no matter what kind of mason jar/plastic cup it’s served out of.  Is my new Facebook bio.  (No it’s not.)


IMG_5333IMG_5330IMG_5326Trying to get four 1-year olds to sit still for a picture is like… trying to get four 1-year olds to sit still for a picture.


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IMG_5373 IMG_5349IMG_5356Homeboy DUG IN to his cake.  I initially was going to make him a vegan/gluten free/sugar free/healthy smash cake monstrosity but after googling them for 2 minutes I threw my hands in the air and headed straight for the Betty Crocker aisle.  I mean, it’s only one day, man.

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IMG_5339My hombres.  And I’m not sure what the seriousness is that’s going on behind them…but I like to think that they’re giving one of the little kids the stink eye for taking the last sombrero hat.

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It was such a fun day, celebrating our toddler guy.  Feliz cumpleaños, Crosby.


happy first birthday, baby boy.

shawnnathompson_crosbyturns1Dear Crosby,

Today is your first birthday.  You are one whole year old.

(Pause for some hysterical sobbing.  No really I’m fine it’s fine everything is FINE.)

Way back when you were still in my belly house, I made a plan to write you a letter on your first birthday.  But it seemed so far off, almost to the extent that I couldn’t even imagine it.  And then I blinked… and here we are.  One year!  One year full of ups, downs, twists, turns, somersaults, cartwheels, bellyflops, and a whole lotta poop.  My favorite year, ever.

I’ve been feeling pretty nostalgic this past week.  I’ve been thinking about where I was and what I was feeling a year ago.  Exactly one year ago from the moment I’m writing this, I was waking up in the hospital from a restless night’s sleep.  I’d been induced the night before and I knew I would be meeting you today.  I was nervous, excited, scared, and so so incredibly eager to meet the little gremlin that had been kicking me in the ribs for the past 38 weeks.  After a pretty intense day, you finally made your way into the world.  When your papa told me “it’s a boy!”, I felt a joy that I could never even attempt to describe in words.  And I’ve felt that joy every single day since.

You, my boy, are everything.  You are the silliest, sweetest, most curious baby I know.  You are so independent, it amazes me.   You’re smart.  You’re confident.  You have the best sense of humor.  And you are already like, way cooler than I’ll ever be.  Every day I thank my lucky stars that I get to hang out with you for the rest of my life.  (Please don’t ever leeeeave me!)

Listen up kid, because this is the most important part.  If you should ever read this, I want you to know that I am so incredibly proud to be your mama.  I want you to know that I will love and support you unconditionally, forever.  I want you to know that your papa and I have become better people and a better team, because of you.  I really want you to know that we couldn’t possibly love you more.

We have a lot of life to look forward to with you, but until then… I want to wish you a very happy birthday, sweet baby guy.

I love you so.


keeping the feets warm + a zutano giveaway!

IMG_4526You guys. YOU GUYS. You guys!  I’m kind of jazzed about today’s post.  (Do people still say jazzed?)  Not to diss any of my other posts but today’s is a real treat.  (Do people still say diss?)

Hey here’s something real quick.  You know what I’ve realized?  There are certain questions that I could ask, pre-baby, that would come off as just complete curiosity.  Like, DO people still use the word diss?  Not sure.  But, now that I have a baby, those very same questions make me a cliché.  Like, omg that mom doesn’t know what’s cool because she’s a mom.  Right?  Do you agree?  Or is it just me overanalyzing everything always?

Anyways, back to today’s post.  You’re like, GET TO IT ALREADY.   Welp, here it is.  Today I’m hosting a giveaway with one of my very favorite baby brands….. Zutano!   ::And the crowd goes wild::

If you’re a parent, you’re probably familiar with the Zutano and their amazing products for littles.  (We’re particularly big fans of their baby booties.)  And if you’re not a parent, no doubt you probably still have babies and small children in your life, right?  Or at least blowing up your Facebook feed?  So hey, you can still get something out of this post/giveaway!  Stick around, won’t you?

Let me tell you a story about a tiny baby named Crosby who once was so small, his parents could not find socks that would stay on his feet.  The parents tried many kinds of socks.  They tried many kinds of booties.  They tried many kinds of wine. (Oops! Wrong story.)  But nothing would stay on little Crosby’s feet.  The parents feared that they would spend the next 18 years of their lives wrapping blankets around their son’s cold little toes.  They also feared that they would run out of wine.  (Oops, wrong story again!)  Until one day when a tiny box showed up on their doorstep.  Inside the box was a small gray pair of Zutano booties.  Crosby’s mom put the booties on his little feet and as much as he kicked and wiggled, the booties stayed on.  The parents turned to each other and high-fived and celebrated by opening a bottle of wine.  (Oops! Wrong st….. no, actually this is the right story.)  The end.

The moral of that story is that we are obsessed with wine Zutano booties and cannot recommend them enough!  And so today, Zutano is offering a $75 gift code to shop at zutano.com to one lucky reader.  You guys, $75 can buy you a lot of booties (<— sounds weird.)  In addition to booties, they also have the comfy-coziest clothes for the little ones in your life.  Seriously soft, seriously cute.  As demonstrated by little Crosby…

IMG_4432 IMG_4463Baby butts + baby jeans.  These are a few of my faaavoriiiite THIIIIINGS!

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Thanks so much to Zutano for offering this giveaway, and for providing Crosbaby with the cute clothes in this post!  He was thrilled to model them, obvi.

Outfit 1: Zutano In the City Tee (c/o), Zutano Matchstick Jeans (c/o), Zutano Booties (the first pair we ordered that he has worn to bootie death)

Outfit 2: Zutano Vroom Baby Hoodie (c/0), Gap pants, Zutano Vroom Baby Booties (c/o)

So go ahead and enter the giveaway already, sheesh!  The winner will be chosen at random and announced on Tuesday.  Happy bootie shopping!

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those two weeks when my kid grew teeth and learned to crawl.

Good Monday to ya!  I’d like to welcome myself back to the blog, seeing as how I’ve been MIA since I was a wee 30.0 year old.  I really didn’t mean for 2+ weeks to slip by before coming back here but I have a good excuse, I swear.  And that excuse is two tiny teeth that now take up residence inside little Crosby’s mouth.  Teething is no joke, my friends.  But you moms already knew that didn’t you?  Of course you did, you even warned me about it but I just sort of shrugged it off like I did most advice I was given pre-baby.  Teething is just another one of those situations with babies that you really can’t understand unless you’re in it.  Like, really in it.  Like, hunkered down with a refrigerated teething toy in one hand, a tissue in another, and a glass of wine balancing in the crook of your arm.  Because survival.  In all honesty, Crosby has been handling teething pretty well.  Under his layers of snot and in between his dramatic sob sessions, he’s still a happy little guy.  And I can’t really complain too hard about having to get up to give him a few extra snuggles at night.  Or butt pats.  Crosby is all about the butt pats.  (For you non-parents, a butt pat is when you pat a baby’s butt.  Don’t say I never taught you anything.)

In other news, a couple of nights ago I woke up in the middle of the night with all these great ideas for blog posts.  I knew I’d forget them as soon as I fell back asleep so I quickly typed them into my iphone notes before nodding off again.  Great idea in theory, but when I looked at them the next morning I could not make sense out of a single thing I wrote down.  I remember that I didn’t put my glasses on when I typed them in, which is a rookie move on my part.  Regardless, these notes…I don’t know what I was thinking…  Help me, won’t you?

The first note says “Csection conx”.  Besides sounding slightly unsavory, I don’t know what it means.  Maybe I wanted to start a support group called the C-section Connection?  Or maybe I meant c-section cons?  In which case…. I still don’t know what that means.  How boring would a blog post about the cons of c-sections be?  Just like, ask your doctor.  I don’t know, anyways.  The next note says “change from diaper n the middle”.  Again, ??????  I don’t even know if I want to make sense of that one.  The third note says “Update: coffee tea formula”.  Which obviously means I finally perfected my coffee, tea and formula beverage…?  Or whatever.  (I was pretty impressed with the use of a colon on that one, though.)  The last one says “photo an hour” and I think I know what this one means.  I remember seeing a photo challenge somewhere where you take one photo every (waking) hour for a whole day.  Then you can sort of display them as all as play-by-play of your day.  So I’m guessing I thought it’d be fun to do a blog post like that?  Which, I don’t know, would it?  I personally am super interested in hearing about other people’s daily routines.  Or maybe I’m just nosey.  Anyway, I might try it later this week.  And if it’s stimulating enough, I’ll post the photos here.  As for the rest of those stellar ideas, I think I’ll pass.  Unless anyone is interested in learning more about the inner workings of csection conx?  Or maybe the plural of conx is conxes?  Conxi?  Conxen?  I’ll consult my unconscious self and get back to you on that one.

Other haps.  Crosby started crawling today during our baby music class.  He’s been army crawling/planking/downward dogging like cray for the past few weeks but today was the first time he legit crawled.  Onto another baby girl’s blanket.  Kid’s got game, is what it is.  Also, send help.

Speaking of which, one of my other mama friends gave me a run down of all the things I should probably do to babyproof our house.  And it’s extensive.  Prior to that I’d only thought of plugging the outlets with those plastic thingies.  Which I did last week, and felt super accomplished btw.  Anyways, she sent me a babyproofing list, I started sweating, and then I made the executive decision to instead just wrap Crosby up in bubble wrap everyday.  So what I’m saying is, does anyone have a coupon to Office Depot because I’m going to need a lot of bubble wrap.  Also, send help.

Also, I’m out of wine.  Seriously, SEND HELP.


Ok byeeee.

 


our most favoritest baby products (0-6 months).

I think it was Confucius that said “It takes a village to raise a child.  And an Amazon Prime account”.

Inspired by that quote, and the fact that we’ve successfully raised a human for 6 months, I thought I’d share a few of our favorite baby products so far in our gig as parents.  Warning: this is an exceptionally long post.  So take bathroom breaks as needed.

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The Essentials:

1. We use Target Brand Diapers during the day, and they’re totally great.  And not a million dollars per box.  Plus, they have the strip on the front that changes color so you know when the diaper is wet… which is pretty much just all the time.
2. As I mentioned in my last post, we use Pamper$ Baby Dry at night, but go up one size larger than normal. They’re great.  They hold in the pee, they hold in the poop.  Job well done.
3. We’ve tried a bunch of wipes and the Babyganics kind is by far our favorite.  They’re not as… wet…?… as a lot of the others, so I feel like they’re gentler on Crosby’s business.
4. We also tried a bunch of bottles and the Dr. Brown’s Wide Neck Bottles are definitely our favorite.  That little blue tube thingy supposedly keeps babies from getting the toots.  If I were to start all over again (please no), I would skip the 4 oz size and go straight for the 8 oz bottles though because we eventually needed to buy the bigger size anyway.
5. MAM Pacifiers are the ONLY pacifiers Crosby would take.  We have a million bazillion of them now.  Oh, and I would highly suggest investing in a few of these clips as well.  It’ll save you from having to “sanitize” a pacifier in your mouth that’s been dropped on the floor of a grocery store.  Or so I’ve heard.
6. The Boon Lawn Countertop Drying Rack isn’t really essential but it’s awesome.  It’s one of those products that I wish I would have thought of first because it’s just stupid smart.  Yes, stupid smart.  Spring for the bigger size.   Because even if you don’t use/wash a lot of bottles or pump parts, you can dry your wine glasses on it too.  Or so I’ve heard.

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1. We’ve been using the HALO SleepSack on and off for many months.  We used them for a while with Crosby’s arms tucked in, now we use them with his arms out.  He constantly looks like he’s ready for a potato sack race, but these things keep him warm and cozy.
2. Baby Merlin’s Magic Sleepsuit – This ridiculous looking space suit was a savior when we were transitioning Crosby from a swaddle to a non-swaddle.  It minimizes the movement of arms and legs so that babies aren’t easily awakened by the moro reflex.  Also, your baby will look cute and funny in it.
3. Jute Baby Swaddle Blanket – This was our favorite newborn swaddling blanket.  It’s incredibly soft and was the perfect fit for our little guy.  Also, the designs are adorable.  I use it now as a light blanket in the car.   Sometimes I let Crosby borrow it.
4. The aden + anais Swaddle Blankets are great for getting an iron-clad burrito swaddle.  Which we became pros at during the colic/reflux phase of Crosby’s life.  And they’re huge!  Huge enough to swaddle a beagle.  Or so I’ve heard.
5. Angelcare Movement and Sound Monitor Ok, so remember a few weeks ago when I mentioned that Crosby sleeps flat on his face?  Well, when that started, I didn’t think I’d ever sleep again.  I was constantly going into his room to put my hand on his back and make sure he was still breathing.  So to save me an ulcer, we invested in this sensor that monitors baby’s movement and breathing.  Some people might find it ridiculous.  I consider it my new best friend.
6. The Sound Sleeper app is basically the soundtrack to our lives.  Crosby prefers Mountain River.  Although he’s also been known to like a good Womb session every now and then too.  Especially when he’s feeling nostalgic for his fetus days.

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Toys & Teethers:

1. Sophie the Giraffe – There must be something about Sophie because every baby I know wants to gnaw her face off.  Last week in the car, Crosby started making some crazy noises and I had to pull over and jump in the backseat to make sure he wasn’t choking.  He wasn’t, he was just chomping barbarically on Sophie’s face.
2. Crosby is obsessed with his Crunchy Book, which isn’t the actual name of this toy but should be.  For those who aren’t familiar, the pages are filled with something that makes a crinkly, crunchy noise, and babies LOVE it. When Crosby starts to get fussy in the car, we just aggressively crunch this book in his face and he calms right down.  And then we all high-five each other for #winning.
3. Wimmer-Ferguson Teether Really great silicone teether that is sort of the perfect size for a baby’s hand. And you can also chill it in the refrigerator to cool down your white wine soothe your baby’s gums.
4. Baby Einstein Take Along Tunes – This is another absolute savior in the car!  You or your baby can push the button and a little tune will play, which I could hum by memory to you forward/backward/upside down.
5. Scout was a gift from Crosby’s GG and Grandpa and he loves it.  We have all of his stuffed animals on shelves above his changing table and he will zero in on Scout and stare at him until we take him down.  You can program Scout to say your kiddos name (although Crosby wasn’t in their arsenal, so instead they spell it out in a song.  Whomp whomp.) and remember their favorite color (Crosby’s is chartreuse) their favorite food (Crosby’s is 2015 breastmilk) and some other fun junk.

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Stuff to sit on:

1. The Mamaroo was my second in command during those first few months of Crosby’s life.  Sure, it’s spendy.  But it honestly was the only place other than our arms or his crib (sometimes) that he was cool hanging out in.  He also slept in it for a while when his reflux was really bad.  He doesn’t sleep it in anymore but now we put him in it in a more upright position so he can hang out and do things like fold laundry and work on his taxes.
2. Merry Muscles Jumper We’ve been putting Crosby in this thing for a little over a month now, and he loves it.  And by loves it, I mean he just sits there and doesn’t move.  But hey, that’s a win in our book.  We know he’ll figure the jumping part out soon enough but for now it keeps him calm and occupied for 20 minutes or so.  Which is the equivalent of 6 pre-baby hours.
3. The Keekaroo High Chair is quickly becoming one of our favorite things.  We hadn’t been using it much until the last month or so because it requires some pretty strong core strength.  But he really loves sitting in this thing.  It’s easy to clean and it’s not horrendous to look at.  And it’s adjustable to grow with him.  Supposedly it eventually transitions to an adult chair.  So we fully intend on making him use it until he graduates.
4. Crosby LOVES the Fisher-Price Jumperoo he got from his Pappy & Granny.  We love that it’s not as robust as a lot of the other activity chairs we’ve seen so we can easily pull it from room to room.
5. Nursery Works Sleepytime Rocker – Ok so we’ve had a few people ask about our rocker because as far as baby rockers go, it’s beautiful.  Right?  (You can see ours in a few pictures from this blog post.)  It’s also super comfy, cleans off easily, and is wide enough to comfortably hold me, Crosby, the dogs, Casey, our record collection, 4 blankets, a chipotle burrito, and some napkins.

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1. The Solly Baby Wrap was hands-down my favorite carrier during the first 6 months.  It’s high-quality, stretchy, but not too stretchy (I also have the Boba wrap which was nice, but a little too stretchy. Great for when Crosby was a newborn but once he put on a little weight he would sort of sag in it and hang off of me like an udder. Not the look you want to go for when you already feel like a cow.), and the Solly comes in really lovely colors.  It maybe took me a week to get really comfortable with tying it on and getting him in there, but we both loved having him so close to me.  I put him in this a lot in order to get stuff done around the house too.  Note: Solly’s are best used when your baby is 0-6 months old, so we haven’t been using it as much anymore.

2. ERGObaby Original Carrier (+ infant insert) is Casey’s favorite.  I use it a lot as well.  Although if I were to do it all over again, I would DEFINITELY just go for the ERGObaby 360 Carrier, which unfortunately came out like 5 days after we had Crosby and had already used our ERGObaby original.  The difference between the two is that the 360 allows for your baby to face out, and not just in.  This wasn’t really an issue for the first few months, since Crosby would mostly sleep in the carrier, but now that he’s more alert and interested in what’s going on around him, he totally prefers to face out.
3. The Infantino Baby Carrier was referred to me by another mama friend (thanks Berit!).  We bought this solely because it has the outward facing option and it’s cheap(ish).  And now it’s basically the only thing we use when we’re out running around or going for walks.  So, if the Ergo 360 is just too much dinero, this is a great alternative.

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Miscellaneous:

1. I think I’ve referred everyone and their mom to Zutano Booties.  Early on, we noticed that socks just would not stay on Crosby’s feet and all the cute but non-functional booties we’d received were obviously manufactured to drive a new mom insane.  Enter the Zutano Booties.  Crosby wears his every.single.day.  They are glued to his feet.  They keep his toesies warm and they’re adorable.  (Stay tuned because I’m actually going to be doing a giveaway with Zutano in the next few weeks.  WHOOP!)
2. Hanna Andersson PJ’s are expensive but absolutely worth the $.  So soft, so comfy cozy and guess what?  They make adult size PJ’s too.  Which I think we pull off quite well, don’t you?
3. Since blankets and stuffed animals are a big fat no-no in the crib, a Lovey is the next best thing.  Crosby smushes his face into his before every nap and bedtime.  Also, because it’s so small we can take it with us when we travel or on car rides to make him feel a little more at home.
4. The Very Hungry Caterpillar on DVD, which I just discovered is available to stream on Netflix.  So maybe I’m the worst parent ever for exposing my baby to the devil that is TV, but!  Crosby keeps his eyes glued to this little show, which is perfect for keeping him still while I clip his fingernails (dread).
5. Bamboobies – This is obviously a product for the mamas and not the babies.  I used disposable nursing pads at the beginning and they itched and made my boobies look weird and lumpy through my shirt.  Bamboobies are reusable, soft and don’t make my boobies look weird and lumpy through my shirt.

 

— So there you have it!  I’m sure I forgot a few things but hopefully this was helpful?  Should I do posts like this more often?  Or should I just stick to doing what I do best, word vomiting?

Please let me know if you have any specific questions on any of these products.  I’m happy to help!

Happy Friday!