Okay. So I will be the first one to rave about my new favorite white tee for myself, like this one or this one, but one of the questions I get the most is where I find all of the white tees I put on my girls.
So, I am finally letting the secret out, and oh, is it a good one…
In one week Anniston will be turning one. And as I reflect on this past year, I can’t help but think about how it all started. My husband and I, parents to a thirteen-month-old, about to have a newborn, so excited to give Juliet a little sister, but knowing that it was going to be difficult, exhausting, and totally worth it.
One year ago we were anxiously awaiting the birth of our baby girl, but what I didn’t realize, is that I would be entering into one of the hardest months of my life. Read more…
Last Sunday we celebrated my sister, and the baby girl she is going to have in the next few weeks. As one of four girls, with two girls of my own, I could not be more excited to welcome another a little girl into the family. I honestly don’t know what we all would do if one of us had a boy. Girls are our thing.
However, party planning is not my thing. I wish I was good at it, and sometimes I try really hard, but I just wasn’t born with that gene. Read more…
She’s two years old and already has better hair than I do.
Up until recently, I was still using an all-in-one shampoo and conditioner on her and her sister during bath time. But with as much hair as she has, it is really fine and tangles easily, so I decided it was time for an upgrade. I came across a line of baby products by Beautycounter that I just had to try. Read more…
It started at Juliet’s 2-year well-check. The doctor measured her and her height was only at 20% for her age. Everything else was good, really good actually. I talked about any concerns I had, and questions he had, and I left the office with a happy and healthy 2-year-old.
But then I got home. Read more…
I haven’t actually been doing monthly updates for Anniston’s first year, but this past month was a big one, so she earned it.
As I have mentioned numerous times, Anniston could not be more different from her big sister. She is a little more serious. A little more sensitive. She is happiest being held, still. She wants my attention at all times. She gets bored very easily and doesn’t enjoy playing alone. She hates to sleep and almost never naps. Those bags under her eyes in almost every picture, those are real, people. She has got to be exhausted by now. Eleven months and I can almost count the amount of naps she has taken on two hands.
As I write this post I am sitting here in shock over how fast this past year has gone. I started this so-called-blog about eight months ago, and gosh, eight months ago I was sitting at home, struggling to manage the day-to-day life with a 15 month old and a 2 month old.
Not going to lie or try to fool anyone into thinking I have everything figured out, but things are so different, yet still somewhat the same, with a now almost 2 year old and a ten month old.
I am still wrestling with a baby that hates to nap, chasing crazy Juliet all over the house, and trying to find time, even if it is just an hour, for myself, my sanity, and this blog.
What I can say is that it does get easier. Possibly because you just get used to it. Used to the constant chaos, the cries, the sibling fights that are already happening, the lack of sleep, lack of alone time.
Or maybe it is because it all becomes more worth it.
You now get two hugs, two kisses, two sisters that love each other so much that they are sad when the other is sleeping, two little girls that cry when it is not their turn to dance with their mommy around the house, two precious girls that have the absolute sweetest smiles, two hands that reach for yours every single day.
As I mentioned, Anniston is now 10 months old. She is crawling at the speed of light (seriously, she can be clear across the house and still manage to get to the refrigerator before I can open it, pour myself a glass of iced tea and close it again), she is cruising easily, and as of yesterday, she took her first two steps with out holding on to anything. She is now attached to Juliet’s side at all times, which does not always go over well with my Jules, and she is grabbing at and playing with any toy that Juliet had first.
Juliet is turning two this weekend, and I could not be more in awe of the little girl she is becoming. She is so full of love, laughter, energy (which can sometimes be confused with craziness), and light. She is obsessed with everything princess, her crowns, her shoes, and her little princess figurines that she has now named Mommy Cinderella, Juliet Rapunzel, and Anniston Sleeping Beauty. She wants to spend every minute she can outside walking, playing, and running. And she loves so hard. She gives the biggest and best hugs. She holds on so tight you just never want to let go.
And that is exactly how I feel right now. I just never want to let go of this time. The time that Anniston is ten months old and Juliet is almost 2. I know it keeps getting better, but can it really get better than this?