Someone started smiling and giggling last week. It’s only the best thing in the world.
Adelaide had her two month vaccinations last week and the poor thing screamed so loudly I almost started crying with her. And then she slept like a baby (ha!) the entire afternoon.
She’s a rockstar sleeper at night. She sleeps through the night except for a 2 minute feed around 4am. But just as quickly as she wakes up, she’s back to sleep.
I can’t quite say the same thing for her during the day. She rarely naps more than 20 minutes, which can make for an exhausting day. It’s hard to get things done when your baby wants to be held all day long.
But I’ve got no complaints- I’m loving the all day smiles and giggles and full night’s sleep.
Basically, my baby’s awesome.
Yesterday I got to celebrate my first Mother’s Day as well as my birthday. Every couple of years my birthday would fall on Mother’s Day, and as a kid it always meant sharing “my” day with my mom. But as an adult it was so special to get to share the day with her.
Literally two days after Adelaide was born I filed a claim with insurance for my breast pump. They’re now totally free through Obamacare, so I of course wanted to take advantage. After six weeks my pump finally came in and then I sat and stared at it for another two weeks. All the cords and little pieces made it seem so intimidating to me.
I finally decided to go for it and it ended up not being so difficult after all. Then I was nervous that Adelaide wouldn’t take the bottle since she was nearly eight weeks old, but she took it like a pro.
It was so special to see Jon feed Adelaide for the first time. It’s been such a bonding experience for me to get to breast feed her, and it meant so much that Jon got to experience feeding her as well. There’s really no greater feeling than watching your husband holding his daughter. Talk about melting your heart.
Feeling pretty lucky over here. Wishing all the mamas and mamas to be out there a Happy Mother’s Day. Happy Friday everyone!
Kind of like J.Lo’s album “On the 6″ except with much less dancing.
I’m still babywearing when I take the subway because the stroller would be close to impossible to get up the stairs without an elevator. Not to mention Adelaide loves it and falls asleep as soon as I put her in the carrier.
Yesterday we tackled pouring rain, the subway and two month vaccinations. Definitely a more stressful day for mama than for baby. Luckily there were lots of cuddles to make us both feel better.
This past weekend I threw a bridal shower for my friend Jessica. We became quick friends when she started dating Jon’s best friend Matt.
I always used to tell Matt that I wanted him to date someone who I could be friends with, so I was pretty excited when he introduced me to Jess.
I of course had to have a mimosa bar, because what event is complete without a little booze? I served the champagne with grapefruit, orange juice and raspberry lemonade. The raspberry lemonade was by far the most popular choice (probably because it was awesome).
This cheese board is actually Jon’s masterpiece. Thank goodness I had him around to help set up before the shower because preparing for a shower with a newborn takes a tiny bit longer than I expected.
I used this recipe for the cucumber topping. It’s just Boursin cheese and a tiny bit of heavy cream. Easy and awesome. Done and done.
Then there were cheesecake pops. Oh, cheesecake pops.
True story: I tried to make my very first cheesecake the day before the shower while Adelaide was napping. I rushed through it and got it in the oven literally at the same time that she woke up. I baked it for an hour and then let it cool in the oven for the recommended five hours.
And then I forgot about it.
The next morning I woke up and realized my mistake. I’m pretty sure the guests wouldn’t have appreciated eating a cheesecake that had been sitting out for twenty four hours, so I had to throw it out and send Jon to buy a store bought one. The worst part isn’t that I had to throw out a perfectly good cheesecake, it’s that I wasted an entire two hour nap.
Next time I would skip trying to make it from scratch and just buy a store bought one to begin with.
Congratulations to Matt and Jessica. We couldn’t be more excited for you!
Last week Jon and I took the baby and the dog down to Maryland to celebrate my mom’s birthday. My parents had made reservations at Range, a restaurant owned by Bryan Voltaggio who was runner up on Top Chef (coming in second to his brother Michael).
Bryan is from my hometown and has three restaurants there, which are all amazing. So when my parents made reservations at his fourth restaurant Jon and I were game. The only snag in the plan was we had a baby and no babysitter. My mom insisted that we bring her along, so we agreed. Not to brag or anything, but Adelaide is an amazing baby. She really only cries when she’s hungry, and even then it’s the tiniest little cry.
She slept the entire dinner in her car seat, waking just as dessert was finishing up. That’s when I realized she had a major blow out and there was no changing table for a baby in a fancy restaurant. Luckily I had my mom to help me juggle that catastrophe or things could have gotten ugly.
I even had one pregnant lady tell me that she and her husband called me her idol for successfully taking a baby out to dinner. I’m not going to lie, I was scared to take a baby to dinner. But at some point I’ve got to start getting out there and stop letting the “what ifs” and the fear of the unknown keep me in the house 24/7.
Yesterday I pumped for the first time, and Adelaide took the bottle with no problem. It was such an encouraging day, that I could pump and that Adelaide wouldn’t refuse the bottle.
Big things are happening for us!
I’ve gotten a lot of advice in the last year. Some good, some not so good, most of it heard before. Someone finds out you’re having a baby and all the sudden they’re an expert on your child. But there was one thing someone told me that has been a lifesaver more times than I’d like to admit.
Onesies pull down.
Yep, that’s the lifesaving knowledge that was imparted. When Adelaide has a diaper blow out I don’t have to pull her poopy outfit over her head. Simply pull the outfit down and save yourself poop smeared through sweet baby hair.
Moms everywhere, you’re welcome.
In a hunt for easy recipes, I of course took to Pinterst and found these buffalo chicken tacquitos. They looked easy to make and we had almost all of the ingredients already in our fridge. I made them during the day and refrigerated them until Jon got home from work, then we just popped them in the oven.
You can see the original recipe here.
They were easy and delicious.
Also, these pictures are making me hungry.
I took an unplanned break from the blog last week and used the time to get in some extra snuggles with Adelaide. At six weeks old both she and I are starting to get a hang of this whole thing. Each day seems a tiny bit easier.
We went to visit my parents last week and I spent a good amount of time driving around and enjoying some of the pleasures of living in suburbia. Like parking lots and Target.
Except I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how to get the car seat into the base, and almost had a meltdown in the parking lot of Target. But by the end of the week I had finally mastered the challenge that is the carseat.
City girl problems…