The Gender Question

So are you hoping it’s a girl?

Oh, you’ve been having bad morning sickness? Then it must be a girl. 

Are you hoping for one of each?


I’ve been torn on how to answer these questions.

Would I be thrilled if it’s a girl? Absolutely.

Would I be trilled if it’s a boy? Absolutely.


Boys, I know. Not that I’m an expert or anything, but I’ve raised one to the ripe age of 2 so that kind of makes me some kind of an expert right? I get boys and I love my little guy and I couldn’t even imagine what my life would be like without stepping on cars or folding little boys clothes everyday. Now obviously I have all the gear I would need for this next guy neatly stored away in 8 giant plastic bins that could fit human bodies. And if this one is another little boy, I would be thrilled that BabyBird will grow up with his little brother. There is just something sweet about the bond between a big brother and his little brother.

But on the other hand, if this one is a little girl that would be amazing too. I would be thrown into the world of ruffles and cute girl clothes (because lets be honest, the girl section at any kid clothing store is at least 3x bigger than the boys, and they have such cute stuff to choose from) and dolls, princesses and all the imaginative play that comes with having a little girl.

Little girls are awesome and so are boys. Either way, I am pretty excited and feel so blessed to be having another. And let’s be honest, I am also anxious to expand our little family of 3 into 4.

And yes, we will find out at the 20 week ultrasound which is coming up in another month.

Dear Tired Momma

Dear Tired Momma,

It gets better.

He will sleep eventually and you will get the rest that you are craving so badly right now. Don’t worry about whether he is sleeping in the swing, or in your arms and doubting yourself on how he is getting his rest. He’s only 3 months old and none of this will ruin his sleep pattern later in life. Also, stop googling how to get your newborn to sleep. And put those sleep books down. You’ll only frustrate yourself as you read about other mom’s sharing how their 6 week old is sleeping through the night or reading about the latest sleep training method. It’s just a phase and he will grow and change so much in another few weeks and sleep will come. I know you are tired. I know you are exhausted. I know you are envious of your husband sleeping peacefully away next to you.



People tell you to enjoy and cherish this time, they grow up so fast they say. But all you can focus on is when and how you are going to get some solid rest. Breastfeeding will start to get easier from now on and your confidence will grow as each day passes. Slowly you will build up that milk supply and even start to put some away in your freezer for that rainy day. You will start to feel like yourself again. Slowly, but surely. Those pants will fit again. Allow yourself some time and grace.



In a few more months, this all will get easier and you will start to enjoy it more. I promise. Years from now you will have a loving and independent little person who is the delight of your world and these sleepless nights will become a distant memory. A faded memory. He will learn to sleep through the night and you will get alone time to yourself again. Hang in there momma, it gets better.

Dedicated to myself & this blog post – circa May 19 2011. 

Linkin’ up with Mandy – A Sorta Fairytale’s The Mama Memoirs

Snow, Snow & Some More Snow

We came home to a fun surprise after our morning errands & music class. The hubs was outside shoveling the driveway and then spent an equal (if not more) time constructing an awesome snow fort in our front yard complete with two entrances, and 3 windows for easy snowball throwing. BabyBird was soo tickled when we got home and saw the fort.

At least with all of these spring storms, we are getting a lot of good moisture and it’s perfect fort/snowman/snowball making snow.



Daddy & BabyBird peeking out at me from inside the fort.



He was soo tickled to be inside a fort. His first reaction was “Hehe, I like it!”



Daddy teaching him the fine art of throwing snowballs behind the safety of his fort. We only played outside for a few minutes before we headed inside for lunch and nap. Later on in the afternoon we came back outside and had a blast throwing snowballs on the driveway and sidewalk.



Pretty epic. Made by Daddy with the assistance of a Home Depot bucket. He’s already eyeing the trash bin with plans on how to make the fort bigger next year.

Being a parent is pretty awesome.



Ordinary Days

I don’t have some amazing story to share or advice that will go viral.

I don’t blog for profit or fame.

I blog mostly for myself and to document these days of being a first time mom and raising my {expanding} family.

I blog to jolt down these memories and what we are doing from the exciting to the mundane day to day, so months and years from now I will remember what life was like with just a 2 year old.

I blog about the ordinary days.