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{babies don’t keep}


Mother, O’ Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth.
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due,
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek – peekaboo.

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew,
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo.
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
But children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton



{life interrupted}

My sweet Blake is a fussy baby. Honestly people think he is easy because he doesn’t cry a lot when we are out and about. Well…he does cry. If I am not holding him, he cries. I mean cries almost any time I’m not holding him. He has some acid reflux issues and gas and all sorts of fun things that go on in his system. He is in pain a lot, he is a light sleeper and while we are figuring some of that out he really just wants to be held. ALL. THE. TIME.

I wrote about this on Instagram a month ago. See the picture below. This adorable boy was my cool-dude shopping buddy but he was not so cool to shop with that day. This was the quick smile I got after 10 minutes of screaming in the dressing room. And I mean screaming.

This may be TMI…but I was trying on nursing bras {a super fun activity I know}. He was upset because I had the nerve to put him down after an hour of walking the mall with him in the wrap. Logic told me if I held him close in the wrap for an hour he would give me 20 minutes to try on bras. Come on buddy. Couldn’t you have worked with me? This was not a frivolous activity…I really just needed one nursing bra. I’m pretty sure I was leaking and sweating when I finally just asked the poor Nordstrom girl to give me a few minutes to feed him. She looked like a deer in the headlights. I was trying to keep my cool but there is only so much a hormonal new mom can take. Why couldn’t he have just been cool for like five minutes? But that’s the thing about babies. They don’t get it. They can’t always work with ya. They are needy {some more than others} and they are going to interrupt your life. ALL. THE. TIME.

Today was tough. We were home from vacation and needed to adjust to the time change on very little sleep. We needed to finish up homework before the kids go back to school, get laundry going, unpack, buy groceries and I was hoping to finish & post this hours ago but Blake needed me all day. All day. Aaron was back at work and life just had to go on. So I was either holding Blake and getting nothing done or listening to him scream while getting a few things done. Either way it was stressful. He was interrupting everything I wanted to do today.

But the laundry can wait. The blog can wait. The house can get messy. It’s really not that important. The great thing about a third baby is the perspective to know that in a year I will forget all about this particular day. And while he is such a needy {and adorable} human we will find our rhythm. Thank goodness his cuteness wins me over every time and being interrupted doesn’t seem so bad after all!




{coffee & showers}

There are two things I can never seem to get enough of as a mommy: coffee and showers.

I would like it if I could get a shower every day. And I cannot tell you how much coffee I long to drink by the hour. But mommy life makes it tough to do normal things.

As the mommy of a newborn the whole showering thing has gotten even worse…I cannot remember when I took my last shower most if the time {we are talking days here people}. And when I finally do squeeze it in I am convinced I hear the baby screaming every 5 seconds {totally relaxing right?}.

As for my beloved coffee during “mommy of a newborn” status that’s quite complicated. Just when I need it the most {thanks to late night feedings} I have to limit it for the sake of the baby. NOT fair. I love my babies and all but buckets full of coffee should be consumed during total sleep deprivation or things get fuzzy. Don’t babies get that we have needs? Why do our eating and drinking habits have to transfer through breast-milk anyways? And sometimes I am so tired in the morning that making a pot of coffee is just too overwhelming all together. I find myself heating up yesterday’s leftovers in the microwave more than I care to admit. If I thought I could accurately “pump & dump” large quantities of coffee through my system daily while wearing noise-canceling headphones & taking a quick shower…I would!

And {p.s.} lets just give a huge shout-out to the inventors of dry shampoo & Starbucks instant coffee…because a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!

{I’ve posted this graphic before and still find it hysterical. I think it fits the subject well today!}





10611004_1507423756171297_878979199_nEverything about babies is miraculous to me.

Their start.
Their growth inside another human. For so many months.
Their birth. So many moving parts. So many steps before that first cry need to fall into place.
And then they arrive.
Every part of them from their instinct to nurse to their sweet sleep smiles is new and amazing.
Their little sounds are hysterical and their little nails grow so quick on their tiny fingers…reminding us that they are growing.
It’s refreshing to have such a new and miraculous gift in our home right now with Blake.
Even though it feels as if time is standing still during this season of life with a newborn…it also feels so quick.
I see that my sweet babes are growing emotionally and physically everyday!
And I sense that I will blink and they will be having babies of their own.
Blake, Paige & Grant you are sweet, sweet miracles from God and we {me & daddy} love you more than you will ever know. Even though I wish you could stay little forever I promise to thank God for your sweet lives everyday.

slept like a baby…WHAT? {my sleep training advice}

10623631_688720824542659_1925580159_nBabies are not always the best sleepers {in my experience}. They keep us up at night when they want to eat and make weird sounds. Why do we use the expression “I slept like a baby” for a good night’s sleep when in reality babies and their sleep can be a complicated thing?

I read a hilarious article about this subject last year and laughed out loud.

Click on over & check it out HERE!

I didn’t know if we would ever have another baby when I read this but I saved it because it was so true. If you read sleep advice for babies {or listen to people in your life} you will be totally confused. Many people have strong {and often very divisive} opinions on this subject. When I had Paige {my first child} I was totally confused. I had read about one method and thought it was the best/only way to feed/sleep train/deal with my baby. When that method wasn’t working for me I felt like a failure. I felt confused and didn’t know who to turn to because most of my friends loved and praised this method. My new-found “mommy guilt” told me there was only one right way to deal with my baby and discouragement set in. Finally my husband Aaron said “Honey you are a good mommy with good instincts…just put down the books and let’s do what we think is best for her.” Boy was he right. I finally felt like myself {and free} when I followed his advice and we just did what worked for her.

So here is my opinion of the best method when it comes to getting your babies to sleep, when to feed them, how often to hold them & all that good stuff:

::do whatever is best for you and your child::

I’m convinced there’s not a single method right for every child…not matter what anyone has told me. Each baby has their own needs, wants, complications and temperament. Likewise each parent has their own needs. Our job as parents is to juggle that child’s needs with the stage of life we are in as a family. I have noticed that some people find a method with their first baby that is just not possible with number 3 or 4 {for a variety of reasons} and sometimes the opposite is true. Some people & families are routine, some are not. Some babies are routine, some are not. Some babies have tummy issues or are sensitive to sound and some are not. Some babies need a lot of attention, some do not. Every parent just needs to decide what is right for their child and go with it. I think it is a huge challenge to figure out what each of my children need individually and balance that with the needs of the rest of the people in our family {including myself}. It’s a juggling act most of the time. This affects sleep training and feeding and schedules when a baby is in the picture. So be patient and just get to know your child. Ask advice, read the books and/or go with your gut and just do it. Block out all the voices, books and advice that will tell you the opposite advice, once you figure out what works for you. And be kind and gracious when you give advice…allowing other mommies to feel the same freedom to decide what their child needs on their own. We all need to support each other in this…not divide each other! Can you tell I’m passionate about this subject?

Here is the bottom line:

::God gave you this little baby because He knew you could handle it, you are the best parent for this child & you can do this::

Go take care of your baby the best you know how.

Pray. Ask your spouse and the Lord for help when you feel discouraged. Trust your gut.

And go soak up every minute with your babe because they will be almost 7 {like my Paigey} before you know it!

928355_279028548957481_1375276849_nP.S. As much as I love my sweet Blakey boy I am tired! I have had a few meltdowns in my “sleep-deprived” state over the past few weeks. He is number 3 and you would think I have this baby thing dialed-in but I still have moments when I think “Do I know what I’m doing here with this baby?” So I keep going back to Aaron’s advice with Paige…and I tell myself that I can do this…and we will get a rhythm in time…just relax and enjoy him! I pray and believe that God gave me this boy and he will help me! And I enjoy Blake so much more when I do this! I hope you can do this too!

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