Friday, July 25, 2014


"A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2014"

We spent the entire day in our pjs snuggling, playing, napping and watching cartoons on my phone.

Thursday, July 24, 2014


For the last year and a half I've been referring him as "the little guy" and every time I write it, I just think it sounds silly. I don't know how I can ever expect anyone to relate to an unnamed child. To me, his name is synonymous with his personality and every time I refer to him anonymously I feel like I'm leaving out a major part of who he is, almost like a picture with the head cropped out. When I first started blogging about our family, I wanted to preserve as much of our anonymity as possible. After all, the internet is full of weirdos and I didn't want to reveal too much. I read so many beautiful blogs about beautiful families and I've realized that the blogs I love most are the one's that I relate to most. The one's with the most honest and personal content. The reason why is because I feel like I know them. I've been reading since before some of their children were born. I remember waiting in great anticipation for the arrival of little one's and feeling so included as they introduced their babies to the world. I've enjoyed every picture they've shared and appreciated dearly being able to watch their families (especially their children) grow.

It's hard to find a balance between sharing your story with the world and not compromising the safety and security of the one's you hold so dear to your heart. On one side of the coin, I want to promote a positive yet honest account of parenting and family life. On the other, I still want to preserve as much of our privacy as possible. I don't share everything and I never will, but I want to make the most of what I do share with you. I want to give you the whole picture of what I do choose to share, not a picture that's so vague, blurry and poorly cropped that it's destined for the cutting room floor.

With that said, there are going to be some changes. I'll be writing more about what's to come very soon, however, the first change is going to be made today......

I would like to introduce Kenso (aka the little guy). He's named for his great grandfather, a man I am sad I never got to meet. His name is of Japanese origin and has many meanings, but to me it means love.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014


found a new playground // seeing his baby sister for the first time on the ultrasound // splashpad heaven // standing on his horse so he could see out the window // mall playplace // shopping for a double stroller // toddler aftermath // sunday cartoons on mom's iphone // favorite fountain // coffee table dance party // trying to catch bubbles // he sorts toy pieces by color

Saturday, July 19, 2014


When I found out two months ago that we were having another baby, I was beyond excited. Over the last several weeks, however, the memories of almost five long months of sleepless nights have made me cringe in fear. Our son woke up every two hours on the nose, twenty four hours a day without fail for months. My husband and I were zombies. I was suffering from nausea and dizzy spells due to the sleep deprivation. It was rough.

Along the way we learned some tricks. First off, he was a tiny escape artist and would bust out of his swaddle blanket within minutes. I was never really good at swaddling anyway so I gave up on it altogether until someone suggested I get a pre-sewn swaddle blanket with a velcro closure. I ran out and bought several SwaddleMe blankets and holy cow, was that a good idea. Our son jumped from waking every two hours to every four and after three months of him waking so often, this was the relief we all needed.

Second, we never had a cradle/co-sleeper or anything like that. We plopped our tiny newborn in his full size crib every night and I'm sure this contributed to his constant waking. I've read so many articles, studies, etc... since then that newborns "generally" like to sleep in smaller spaces. It makes sense. After all they've spent the last nine months all cozied up in their mothers womb, right? How could they possibly feel all safe and secure in the open space of a huge crib. This is a mistake we wont be repeating.

I've spent some time on the old interweb lately trying to figure out what type of newborn sleep solution is right for us and although I'm not committed to anything as of yet, I'm leaning strongly toward a hanging and/or baby responsive cradle. Here are a few I've got my eye on.....

The womb like design of this baby hammock by Amby promotes increased airflow and visibility. It helps sooth common conditions such as colic, gas, cramping and reflux. It also responds to your baby's kicking with a gentle rocking and swaying motion. If you were wondering what I meant by "baby responsive cradle", this is it.

This cradle may take a more traditional design than the others here, but it still fits what we're looking for. It's gentle springy movement makes it easy for babies to rock themselves to sleep. The mesh sides promote airflow and make it easy to see your baby without having to lift your head. It's compact and easy to move around or even travel with and it's just the right height to place beside your bed.

This hanging cradle can be suspended from your ceiling or from their tripod stand (sold separately) and swings gently in all directions helping to not only sooth your baby, but also promote a sense of orientation. You can read more about it's concept here.

The "Beautiful Dreamer" Hammock by Arm's Reach Promotes Airflow and baby led movement and even features an adjustable back to help sooth colic and aid in digestion. It's cozy design and movement is meant to continue the feeling of being in the womb.

Have you ever used or considered using a baby hammock or hanging cradle? Do you own one of these? If so, I would love to hear about it. Please let me know what think or if you have any suggestions in the comments section.

Friday, July 18, 2014


"A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2014"

"He tried so hard to scoot backwards and squeeze under that gate but in the end, no dice"

Wednesday, July 16, 2014


Guess What!!! we're having another baby!!!! Funny took about 7-8 months to conceive the little guy. I remember crying to my doctor about not being able to get pregnant. I remember getting so frustrated and upset with every passing month of my "failure" to become pregnant. I would misinterpret pms for early pregnancy symptoms only to be let down a few days later. Then one day I just felt funny. I felt like I had motion sickness. I told my husband I thought I was really pregnant, like REALLY for real this time. He smiled and shook his head because he'd heard those words come out of my mouth every month since we started trying. A few days later I took a test and for the first time, there were two lines on the stick!! We were elated!

This past spring, we started talking about trying to have another baby, but we were also entering into a period of transition and uncertainty. My husband was days away from starting a new career which would require him to be away from home on a regular basis for training and eventually we would have to move all within less that a years time. On the other hand, it took several months to conceive our son and we wondered if the same would be true this time around. The little guy was almost one and a half and we didn't want there to be too much of an age gap. I told my husband I didn't think we should get pregnant until after we moved and got settled. Then one night while riffling through our medicine cabinet, he said "oh shit, we're out of condoms". I said something to the effect of "who cares. It's not like we're gonna get pregnant this one time". I mean after all, it took almost as long to conceive the last one as it did to gestate him in my belly, right?


Now you all know why I've been so mia around here. Remember when I said I was working on a big exciting project. Between the 24 hour a day unrelenting nausea and complete exhaustion, it's a miracle I managed to post at all. If it wasn't for my dedication to the 52 week project, I probably would have abandoned ship altogether (temporarily of course). The good news is that I'm FINALLY starting to feel better. I'm thirteen weeks pregnant and I can't wait to start sharing more of this impending bundle of joy with you.

And just in case you didn't already figure it out from the title of this post........It's A GIRL!!



Saturday, July 12, 2014


"A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2014"

Cars and Cheerios = 20 minutes that I didn't have to play "human jungle gym"

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