william: two months old.

little william buddy is going to be 10 weeks old on monday. but he turned two months old on christmas eve, and we shall celebrate his two-monthness, no matter how late it might be!

let’s get straight to it, shall we?

we have been enjoying the heck out of this amazing little boy the past few weeks. something happened around the 8-week mark, i’m not sure what it was. he seems to have grown into himself a little maybe? he is more at ease on his own, he enjoys laying on his playmat and playing with george the giraffe (also a favorite of his sister). he falls asleep a bit easier, still fights it like his life depends on not going to sleep, but the fights are a little shorter now. and best of all: he loves the sleep sack swaddle at night. praise sweet baby Jesus!

we’ve been getting into a little more of a routine since the 8-week mark too. you go to bed every night around 9pm, and usually (I SAID USUALLY I’M NOT GETTING COCKY UNIVERSE) gives me about 6-7 hours of him sleeping. so he eats around 3am, then again at about 6am, and will normally go back to sleep until about 8am. i get his sister ready when she gets up around 7:30am, and then he hangs out for about an hour before he eats. he now can do three hour stretches between eating, which feels so freeing to me as the source of his food. he is terrible at naps like his sister, unless i’m wearing him, so depending on our day, he usually gets a couple 45 minute naps, and then one really long afternoon nap because he has exhausted himself, or he’ll sleep on me for a couple two hour long naps and then another hour or so in the evening to tide him over. he’s honestly so happy that it hasn’t really bothered me that his naps are so sporadic right now…the little man is happy to just be with us when he’s awake!

i can’t believe that i’m over halfway done with my maternity leave. i go back february 13, and i’m already certain that it’s going to go by way too fast and i’m going to wake up and it’s going to be time to go to work again. and that might kill me. because this mom of two thing is way, way harder than i ever thought it would be. there are more days than not that i don’t get out of my pajamas, and many more days that i am much too crabby with Mister Man because i’m overtired. but the good days are full of so much good that it’s going to be hard to leave this sweet life of no schedules or long work days or missing my babies.

little william: thank you for being such a perfect addition to our family. you cannot begin to understand how amazing it has been to watch you grow in just these last couple months. your dad, your sister and i can’t wait to see how much more fun we get to have with you as you grow.

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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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amelia: three months old.

technically amelia turned three months old on monday, but that means that i have a three month old, and couldn’t get around to taking photos or writing a post until today. but i’m still doing pretty good, right? i mean, would it make you think that i’m more of a supermom if i told you that i also chose monday as the day i started having amelia nap and sleep in her crib? and did i mention that i also happened to be solo parenting while i did this? #notmybestdecisionever

a lot has happened in the last month. she was baptized, which was one of the proudest moments of my life, to bring my little girl into the family of God. we went on our first date post-baby and amelia didn’t even flinch. and she started to nap you guys, and my life has changed completely. our days now have some semblance of a schedule, with amelia eating at fairly predictable three hour intervals (until they become every two hours in the evening) and napping on a reasonably regular basis. sometimes the naps are even longer than 45 minutes and i can do more than just change out of my pajamas and put away the clothes on the floor. like, today i made pumpkin bread! WITH cream cheese frosting!

 who, me??

she has also developed quite the bubbly personality. we have a smiler and a cooer and a flirt on our hands. the best part of my day is when i walk into her room to get her, and she’s talking to herself in her bed, and the second she sees me her whole face lights up like she can’t believe how lucky she is that i came to get her. it’s impossible to be in a bad mood when that’s how your day starts. on the days with lots of crying, i try to remember our morning greeting to keeping me from going crazy.

three months feels like real life is starting again. i feel like this is where the haze clears and our life regains its structure. i can just feel how close she is getting to sleeping through the night, and i am not so nervous to leave her with a babysitter anymore. i can leave the house with no preparation other than a quick check of the diaper bag, and i don’t care if she starts to cry wherever we are, because i know how to soothe her in any situation. it’s not so much that she’s getting older, i think it’s that i’m getting better at being a mom. while it’s sad to see her grow up sometimes and lose more and more of her “babyness”, the new things she learns keep me so excited to watch her get older each month.

amelia: your dad and i will make funny faces at you until we pass out, just for the hope of one teeny, tiny smile from you. that’s how awesome we think you are. thanks for being such a ray of sunshine in our lives.

p.s. she still hasn’t found that thumb.

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amelia: two months old.

it’s true what they say. the first couple of months are the hardest. there is this shift that starts to happen in your baby at the two month mark. it’s ever so subtle, barely recognizable to anyone but mom and dad, but it’s there. there starts to be an awareness in your child, of you, of themselves, of the world around them. and this awareness, praise be to God, is what will save you when you think you can’t hold the baby for another hour. because all of a sudden, the baby will want to be put down to play, to swing, to explore.

we’ve learned a lot since month one. namely, any “program” that claims to work for “any baby” is a crock of shit. i invite anyone who would like to prove me otherwise to come and watch my baby scream while waiting to be put on a feeding schedule, or make herself sick with crying because she can’t put herself down to sleep yet. stick with that program, i dare you. i know that works for some babies. my daughter is not one of those babies. she knows what she wants, when she wants it, and she isn’t going to go quietly into that dark night.

for example, her latest desire is to suck her thumb. she wants nothing more than to be able to stick her thumb into her mouth to soothe her sucking needs and to put herself to sleep. and yet, because life isn’t fair, she isn’t able to do it. she’s close, so FRUSTRATINGLY close, but she can’t get that thumb in her mouth. it’s to the point that she now rejects the pacifier and our fingers, because she knows she wants her thumb. and you’d think maybe any one of her fingers would be enough, right? WRONG. she gets almost indignant when she puts her fingers in her mouth because she knows they aren’t her thumb.

i’m so happy that amelia is so self-aware and (i’ll just say it) intelligent that she knows nothing but her thumb will do to soothe, but come on! please throw mom and dad a bone. babies need to nap, and when she can’t suck her thumb, she won’t nap, and when she won’t nap, mom goes crazy. right this moment, she is in her room waking herself up because she hit herself in the face trying to get her thumb in her mouth.

all this to say, that even with the craziness, i can see the light at the end of the tunnel. watching amelia grow and change these past couple of months has been the joy of my life, complete with interrupted sleep and long days of no napping.

my love, amelia: your dad and i would change a million diapers for you. even poopy ones. we love you more than life itself. here’s to finding that thumb.

i had to.


our village.

they say it takes a village to raise a child. i agree and would like to add a second piece to that: it takes a village to keep that child’s parents alive.

Mister Man and i would not be doing as well as we are at this parenting thing were it not for the immense amount of help and support we received from our family and friends since amelia was born. you might think i’m exaggerating when i say this, but i truly believe that our quality of life would have suffered if it weren’t for them. we would be more sleep-deprived, our house would be a mess, and our marriage would have struggled.

instead, because of all the wonderful people in our lives, we were able to stay (fairly) well-rested in the first few weeks. we were fed and had errands run for us and were just generally loved on as much as possible. this let us stay ahead of the curve and be the best parents and spouses we can be. there are no words for how grateful we are to our village for taking care of us the last two months. i would have said this sooner, but only just now feel like we’ve made it to the other side of the newborn days. THANK YOU ALL FOR TAKING CARE OF US!

it goes without saying that our biggest supporters have been our parents, the new grandparents. my mom came and stayed with us for a week after amelia was born and helped keep the house running, my dad and my in-laws have provided lots of time for our naps while they hold the little one, and i can’t count the number of meals that they’ve fed us. there is nothing that we can give to repay the help we received from them. but we wanted to say thank you somehow.

ignore the wubbanub, this is our life now.

as small as it seems, i decided that a card with photos of amelia on it would be a good way to say it. in comes treat, a custom greeting card website by shutterfly. i was able to find two adorable thank you cards that i could add photos of amelia to, and send directly to the grandparents if i wanted. i opted to have the cards sent to me first so i could see them in person (not that i’m type-a or anything).


i love how they turned out, and so did the grandparents. if you have anything to say thank you for, or really any reason to send a card, think about using treat. it’s as easy and as inexpensive as getting a card at a store (maybe more so) and definitely more personal. now that going to target is kind of a production, i have a feeling this may become my go-to for greeting cards…

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