william: one month old.

oh my poor little second child. already getting left behind because life is so crazy. this, your one month update, is already a week late, which at this point in time means that some of what you were doing last week is already old news. but you’re a trooper so i know you’ll forgive me.

william one month old

i love watching my little mister and seeing what he’s like in comparison to Amelia. because while there are a lot of similarities, in their looks and some of their habits, he is definitely his own person.

like his sister, he is one big bag of gas. unlike his sister, he handles it much better than she did. like his sister, he likes to stay awake ALL morning (from 7-11am, like clockwork), then nap through the afternoon, then howl for a while around 8pm until he eats and goes to bed around 10pm. like his sister, he’s a pretty good night sleeper, he gets up to eat but goes right back to bed. i’ve gotten a couple 5 hour stretches out of him, which is freaking fabulous. like his sister, he hated being swaddled. unlike his sister, he doesn’t seem to be very into his wubbanub, which is a bummer when trying to calm him down for sleep.

william one month old

william one month old

he started to wake up and pay more attention to everything around him a couple weeks ago, and so far, he seems to just be really chill about everything (unless he’s trying to fall asleep). i have a lot of fun with him in the morning before Amelia wakes up, and i try to spend some quality time with Amelia during his first morning nap. but i’m not going to lie, i’m kind of obsessed with when they both sleep at the same time and i get to spend an hour or two without a child or two attached to my body…

william one month old

i’ve been so grateful the last month for a baby who has just fit into our family like he’s always been here. it’s taken a bit to get the routines figured out (or you know, just thrown out the window), but i can’t imagine him not being here in the world. having William has also given me a newfound confidence in myself as a mother. there is nothing like parenting a spirited toddler while pregnant to make you feel like a failure. now that i’m on round two, i’m realizing that i do know what i’m doing, and most of the time, i’m doing a good job. i’m not constantly questioning if i’m doing the right thing, it just comes easier to me now. and that’s a gift only he could give me.

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thank goodness for big sisters. (+ a freshly picked sale & giveaway)

before William was born, i thought a lot about what it would mean for Amelia to be a big sister. i’m the oldest of five kids, and i’m only 13 months older than my brother, so i’ve never really known what it felt like to be an only child. i’ve only ever really been a big sister. the sibling relationship fascinates me, and so instead of worrying about if i would have enough love to go around (i knew i would), i wondered what that relationship would look like for my children.

from the moment they met, all my wildest dreams for my children came true. Amelia was instantly infatuated with this tiny baby brother we introduced her to, and amazingly, William seemed to know and love her right back. it seems crazy, but it was easy to see that there was an immediate bond between them. 

ever since that first meeting, Amelia has been the best big sister. she wants to hold William all the time (as long as he isn’t crying), she lets me know if she thinks he wants a diaper change or is hungry again (she’s almost always right with her suggestions), and whenever she sees “baby William”, she goes over to him and reminds him that “it’s okay, big sister is here!”.

i mean, she’s not perfect, she is only two. she has asked me on many occasions if she can hit her brother, and has also demanded that her stuffed animals be allowed to sleep in his bassinet instead of him. she also thinks everything belongs to her; blankets, swing, moccasins, you name it, she would like it to be hers. 

but the overwhelming feeling from her is love. and she is a big help to me with getting clothes and diapers when i’ve forgotten them in the other room, or even talking to him when he’s fussy to calm him down. as she gets older, i know she’ll help me dress him, and teach him how to drive me insane, as older sisters should. 

there’s something awesome about watching their relationship grow from nothing to everything. i feel like i’m watching some sort of secret club be formed, and it’s a pretty great feeling knowing that i gave them the gift of each other. 
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we love Freshly Picked moccasins in this house (see above about Amelia wanting all the moccasins to be hers), so i am super excited to be partnering with them as they kick off their biggest sale of the year! 

the sale starts TODAY, november 22nd at 10am MST, and only last for 24 hours. this is Freshly Picked’s biggest sale of the year. everything on the site is 25% off, which only happens twice a year!!! if you’ve ever thought about purchasing a pair of moccasins from Freshly Picked, this is the time to do it!

and now for even more fun news: in honor of the sale, Freshly Picked is allowing me to give away a pair of moccasins this week! the giveaway is going to be held over on my instagram (@erinhzauner), and will run during the week of november 22nd to november 27th. to enter, go to my instagram post about the giveaway. then just do the following to be entered:

  1. follow both my instagram account and Freshly Picked’s instagram account.
  2. “like” the instagram post.
  3. tag a friend who would like to hear about the giveaway and the sale in the comments. you may make two comments tagging different people for a total of two entries. 

that’s it! the winner will be picked at random on november 28th, and i will send a message to the individual to gather their information.

good luck! Amelia says she’ll take any extra mocs if you feel like sharing, since she doesn’t fit in her brother’s.

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get you a man who can do both.

alternate title: a love letter to my baby daddy.


have you guys seen those memes? the ones with two photos of the same man side by side, but in one photo they’re dressed to the nines, and in the other they’re all nerdy and/or casual? i believe the meme started with this:

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i love this meme. i love it so much. and i believe that i’ve got a man who can indeed “do both”.


in the last week, i’ve watched Mister Man put the finishing touches on the fence in our backyard that he built with his own two hands, then come inside and play “chase me dad!” with our daughter for an hour. i’ve watched him go to work to earn a living for our family, then come home and make dinner for us while i’m busy with one baby nursing and the other trying to sit on my lap at the same time. 

he is tough and he is gentle. he can work with tools and comfort a baby with those same two hands. he is equally comfortable at a dive bar on friday night or at church on sunday. 



there’s nothing like having a baby with someone to bring out their best and worst characteristics. after having a second one with Mister Man, i can say that this baby daddy of mine is pretty much the perfect man. he would tell you otherwise, because that’s just the kind of guy he is, but it’s the honest to goodness truth. i don’t tell him enough, but i can’t imagine anyone else i’d rather be married to or raise kids with. 

so i guess what i’m trying to say after all that is this: make sure that when you make your decisions about life partners or baby daddies, that you get you a man who can do both.

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the second time around.

here i am. i am alive. i am very tired. my hair is tied up in a knot that resembles neither a braid nor a bun, but i can’t remember what it was originally. i am typing this as one child naps in her room and the other naps in his rock n’ play while i rock it with my left foot (he is very gassy and therefore a restless sleeper).

but i am alive. and kind of loving this whole “mother of two” thing i have going on.

kids on a walk

my two babies

[please note that amelia is swaddled in this photo]

it’s been so nice to take a break from the world for a while, especially with all the wackiness happening around us, but i feel kind of ready to get back at it again. i was going to write this last night, but then William decided he’d rather be attached to my boob all day and night so that didn’t happen. (who can blame him though? if you saw my rack right now, you’d get it.) so today i made a bold statement on the twitter:

and look at me, following through like a boss. two pats on the back and another cup of coffee for me!

today i wanted to talk about what i’ve learned the second time around with this parenting gig. because while i know that i have some experience in this arena, it’s pretty incredible what you can forget in two years.

  1. belly binders are the unsung hero of postpartum recovery. 
    i sang the praises of postpartum girdles after my last pregnancy, but i need to sing it again. in almost every culture except the western one, there is a tradition of binding the mother’s belly with a tight piece of cloth after birth. it is said to promote fluid loss, encourage the uterus to return to its original size more quickly, and decrease the occurrences of postpartum hemorrhages. this tradition is starting to catch on here, but it’s mostly advertised as a “get body back after baby” thing, which i hate. you can buy these types of girdles at target, but let me tell you that the best one is the one you can get at the hospital, and is normally used after a c-section. if you are having a baby soon, make sure to ask for one and wear it day and night for the first two weeks postpartum. imagine wearing high-waisted yoga pants when you feel all jiggly; this feels even better, and will help you heal as quickly as possible.
  2. you are way more tired with the second baby.
    like, exponentially more tired than with the first baby. exhibit a: last night, Mister Man woke me up to hand me the hungry baby, and i must have been dreaming about having twins or Amelia being a baby, because i was physically holding and feeding him, while at the same time searching for the baby i thought i had been holding, and silently panicking because i thought i had dropped it and for some reason couldn’t find it. this was a real, waking thought i had. last night. and yet somehow i’m caring for two children by myself today. seems illegal, doesn’t it?
  3. you really do get amnesia after your first baby.
    you forget the whole labor and delivery part, yes, but more importantly, you kind of forget how babies work. for example, i completely blacked out how many FAH-REAKING diapers you have to change the first two weeks. they pee and poop what seems like constantly (or is that just my children?). also, i definitely googled “how much are babies supposed to sleep” for the second time in my life, because i forgot that it is normal for them to be asleep all the damn time, even when it seems like way too much. i’m sure there are many other things i’ve forgotten, but only time will tell what they are.
  4.  baths are a gift from God.
    i can’t think of anything more healing than handing baby off to dad and sitting in a hot bath with bath salts and a giant bowl of ice cream. we’re talking a bath so hot that you have to wipe the sweat out of your eyes, and a bowl of ice cream so big that you may have to scoop an entire quarter gallon into your bowl. let’s not do these things halfway, okay people?
  5. things are both harder and easier at the same time. 
    it takes twice as long to go anywhere (did you see me take BOTH kids to the grocery store last week on snapchat? if not, get following over there, my username is hooleywithaz). mealtime and nap time take some intense strategic planning to be successful and mostly on time. and many, many days (like maybe today), you don’t get dressed at all. but trips to target with just the baby feel like a vacation, eating and cooking with a baby attached to you feels second nature, and even on those days you don’t get dressed, you can still get two loads of laundry and the dishes done without breaking a sweat. and getting anything done makes you feel like a superhero, so that’s pretty cool.

william first target run

more to come soon: William’s birth story (here’s Amelia’s birth story if you’re into that sort of thing), baby necessities from a second-time mom perspective (here are my baby recommendations from when i was a rookie), and a REALLY fun giveaway (like, i’m really excited about this one guys).

i know there are a lot of you out there who read this little blog that are expecting babies, or know people who are expecting babies. and there is nothing i like more than to talk about baby and parenting tips. so if there is anything you want to hear about, i’m all ears. and be sure to pass my unwarranted advice on to all your babymaking friends.

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william joseph.

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Mister Man and i are extremely happy to announce the birth of our second child (and Amelia is excited to announce the birth of her first sibling). William Joseph was born on october 24 at 2:51pm,  and weighed in at 8 lbs, 13 oz and was 20.5 inches long. William, Amelia, dad and i are doing well. Amelia is so excited to be a big sister and is in love with the new little one. thank you so much for all the well wishes and love that you have given us during the last 9 months. we are blessed to have you in our lives.

love,

Mister Man, Erin, Amelia and William

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