On 2016, Mom Life and Turning 30.

Mom Life

You guys, life is just funny. I’ve recently realized that when I think I have it all figured out, I really don’t. “Mom life” is like trying to juggle 52 balls in the air, and realizing you can only handle 1 at a time. In reality, for me, that means just as I’m getting the hang of the mom thing, the rest of it just becomes really tough…being a good wife, a healthy cook/eater, keeping our home clean, trying to get the baby weight off [yes, it’s still there, a year later…] and trying to spend time doing things I enjoy like reading and blogging and showering.

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Watch Knox Grow // 9 months

9 months

9 month collage

[Ummmm it’s definitely getting harder to get these monthly pictures…above is the progression that took place about 849302843902 times before we got one we could use. And I emphasize that we got ONE that we could use.]

9 months. Knox has officially been outside the womb longer than he was inside. Pregnancy seemed to encompass years, while the past 9 months have felt like ONE.

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Lullabies are supposed to be sweet…

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So, as a mom, I sing LOTS and LOTS of lullabies + kids songs. When Knox gets fussy or upset in the car, sometimes he’ll quiet down to the good ole tune of “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.” 

As I attempted to expand my vocal options, I realized that some of the most well-known lullabies are actually quite awful. “You Are My Sunshine” is horribly depressing, especially the verses no one really knows.

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Curveballs Aren’t Just for Baseball.

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Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to be a mommy, just like my mom. My childhood is chock-full of memories playing “mommy,” and mimicking my mom throughout her daily routine. I had a doll that I named, “Pretty Baby,” (I know, real original…) that I carried EVERYWHERE, and I even had a play ironing board (it was plastic…) that I’d used to “iron” Pretty Baby’s clothes while my mom ironed our family’s.

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