Thursday, April 23, 2015

Hazel at 11 weeks old

Photos by: 40 Love

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t [her] eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
 Author: Ruth Hulburt Hamilton



Oh how I am so glad that I spent those first few months holding my girl when she sleeps, I knew the time would go by so quickly

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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

three months old

Hazel is still the light of our life. She is oh-so-very happy -especially in the mornings.  I love spending my days with her and I seem to already need to move my phone pictures over again... I don't think I can ever take enough pictures of her though. I always knew the time would go by really fast with little Hazel, I knew it would be a blink of an eye. But, I still sit and think about how quick it all has flown by, how my baby is already 3 months old.  This morning I told her: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as forever, my baby you'll be. And she smiled, and I told her that she will alllways be my little baby -she doesn't seem to mind right now. 
At three months Hazel: 
Sucks her hand -either one, it doesn't matter. She also tried to suck her thumb.
Fights nap time -she gets so very tired, but fights going to sleep.
Laughs when mom and dad make funny noises.
Loves to flirt with her daddy.
Has started taking naps in her crib, but still prefers being held when she sleeps.
Is still hating tummy time, but is getting better.  She can hold her head up pretty well. 
Rolled over for her first time -on accident- when she was doing tummy time and was happily surprised to find her self on her back. 
Has reverted to waking up at 3 in the morning because she doesn't like to eat before she goes to bed. 
Loves to laugh, smile, and watch mom and dad. 
Happy 3 months little Hazel. 
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currently

me: top: target (old), jeans: tjmaxx (similar), flats: jcpenny (similar), watch: no longer sold (similar), bracelet: Tiny Dazzles
Hazel: cardigan: Carter's, leggings: Carter's (similar), top: no longer sold, headband: Sissy Pearl

First let me just say how sweet Hazel looks in this headband. I absolutely love it. It's stretchy and doesn't leave a mark on her head -terms of a successful baby headband.

Watching: A myriad of things really. Hazel and I have been through almost the entire series of Gilmore Girls. We've watched Frasier, Survivor, Dancing With the Stars, The Bachelor, and I think that's it. When I say we watched I really mean I watched... Hazel sleeps.

Crocheting:I really wanted to make Hazel a carseat blanket, but it has been difficult to find the time, especially since she wants to be held when she sleeps.

Anticipating: Her next shots, not looking forward to it, especially after those last ones.

Listening to: The sturrings of Hazel. As I type this she is supposed to be falling asleep. (:

Thinking about: All the housework that I have to do. I'm serious, I have laundry coming out my ears. Oh well. 

Feeling thankful: My beautiful baby girl. That she is healthy, happy, and strong. I cannot stop talking about how lucky we are to have this sweet girl.

Wanting: Chocolate, refried beans..... that's pretty much it. Only problem... they don't seem to sit well with little Hazel, and really I don't want to retry them.

Enjoying:  Holding this girl in my arms. Every day as I sit and hold her I think about how crazy it is that I'm her mom. I have a baby, something I've longed for, for such a long time. Something I've always wanted to be. And then sometimes I start to cry and it's like pull it together, she is going to wonder why you're the baby. 

Wondering: What this girl's future holds. How many siblings will she have? Will she be the only girl? Is she going to absolutely hate me when she is a teenager?

Smelling: Fresh air and beautiful flowers. It's hot here, already, but I love opening the back door and smelling the fresh cool -in the morning- air. 

Wearing: My house dress. They often call these mo-mos, but I prefer the former. I mean it's bedtime for heaven sake, I'm sure I'm not the only one who wears a house dress to bed. Plus, they have buttons down the front which make for wonderful night and early morning feedings. 

Following: These new shows, dancing with the stars and the voice. I've never been into them before, but I think as a mom it is my duty to watch pointless reality tv... get me my teen mom. 

Feeling: So very happy, I love this new life of mine, I love this baby, I love Brand, I love everything in my life.  I know I'm not perfect at the whole mom thing, I've got a ways to go... especially with making a real routine and getting things done -other than holding a baby all day, but there's a time and place for  doing house chores.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2015

a condensed version of my weekend

Obviously Hazel is very consistent at chewing on her hand... but in these pictures it makes it look like she is sucking on her thumb.  I especially like the top picture because it's like one of those I caught you moments where she realizes I'm looking.  She's been chewing on her hand for a few weeks now, she doesn't have teeth so it's nothing to really worry about. But yesterday I finally went and got her a teether -a pink one too -none of this gender neutral garbage when it comes to teethers. She seems to like it, but might be a bit confused because she kind of goes crazy about it... I think she's thinking she needs to suck on it and it just-isn't-working

This weekend Hazel got a visit from my grandma, her great grandma, so that was really fun. Brand was home Saturday afternoon and evening, which gave us time to go shopping and have a fun barbecue with friends.  Hazel is such a good little baby, she was a party animal and loved being right in all the action. Sure at the end -witching hour- she was fighting her nap, but what could I complain about because she had been so great the whole time.

Dancing with her might be a fun new tradition... Brand turned on the music on his phone and we danced with her. I don't know if we are really bad dancers, or if she just thinks we are hilarious, but she was cracking up -maybe it's because she was watching her daddy... she loves him. Her laugh is killer, it's contagious, and makes you smile from ear to ear. 

We love our Hazel girl. 

Happy Tuesday!

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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

the pearl earrings

Easter weekend little Hazel got her ears pierced.  A few days, maybe even a week leading up to the whole thing I was almost as anxious as I was when she was getting her shots.  I had heard that the ear pierce cry is quite the same as the shots cry and I was not ready for that again. Hazel did really well though, I was very happily surprised. 
Saturday morning we met with the kids that I nannied, it was their first time meeting Hazel and it was going to be a very special day.  The girls didn't know they were getting their ears pierced and they were very happily surprised when they found out. We had Hazel go first, just in case her cry was like the shots, we wanted to be able to calm her down.  
So, Hazel went first -she was sleeping and it was a really rude awakening -but she did so good! They marked her ears, we made sure the marks were even, and looked right, and then, one, two, three her ears were pierced. She cried for just a little bit, no tears, I held her, her daddy took this picture and made her smile. She loves her earrings. We got video of the whole thing, because the question always seems to be: when I got my ears pierced did I cry? So, to answer the question, yes Hazel, you cried, but you didn't shed a tear -and let's go watch the video. 
Also, let's talk about the pearl earring.  Brand picked it out. He picked it out when we walked by pagoda months ago, maybe you remember me talking about it. It was the very sweetest thing, and so that's the story, he picked them out and they will forever be her very first earrings that daddy picked. 
At first I couldn't stop looking at her earrings, thinking about how much bigger they make her look -and they really do. But I love it, just another tradition us girls have -middle name, check. ears pierced at two months, check.  Oh how I love this sweet little Hazel of mine.

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Monday, April 13, 2015

a condensed version of my weekend.

Welcome Monday. I've got big plans for this week... not really.  Just the same kinds of things. Ya know. Today is my brother's birthday, he is serving a mission I Honduras and I miss him like crazy! That has nothing to do with my weekend, but I do, I really do miss him -hey, it's what I'm thinking about!

So, this weekend was pretty fun for us girls. My SIL is getting married next month so little Hazel and I went shopping for our dresses. As we were heading out of the mall we were going down the elevator -I've never been to reliant on these things, but when you can't take your stroller down an escalator...  ...So we were in the elevator and I asked Hazel if she was having fun shopping with me and ^^^ was her response. A karate chop, yes mamma I am!  She's so very honest these days.

Saturday was more shopping, and visiting. We went to a boutique that had loads of shops and it was lots of fun. Let's just say I've found Hazel lots of first birthday presents. Lots. We visited family, and friends, and we even got to go on a dinner date with dad! We were busy girls this weekend.
Obviously Sunday was a day of rest. (It's weird that you can see the veins in her head so well.) Hazel slept through some of church, but she's in this phase where she doesn't want to fall asleep because she is afraid she'll miss something -that's what I think anyways. Sunday at church I talked to my SIL about nap times -she's a pro with this baby thing- and after talking to her I decided it was time for me to try and get little Hazel to take a nap in her own bed -just a nap... I'm not ready for her to sleep there at night. After the second try of her waking up it seemed to be a success.  This means two things. One, Hazel sleeps better and gets a good sleep.  Two, I can actually get something done during the day. I'm kind-of not liking this in-your-own-bed nap thing. I seem to be more worried that she isn't breathing, or I just want to go in and look at her. It's also probably the fact that she is growing up and I want her to want to cuddle with me when she sleeps.  It's all a give and take really.

Oh, and she also wore another one of my dresses to church. I love these little vintage dresses. They are so fluffy and sweet.  A little girl at church described Hazel as a itty bitty baby with a really pretty dress. She's right. But, she forgot to add how cute she is.

And I'm not sorry that my weekends are always about my girl, she's our life now. Also, what's crocheting and when can I pick up a hook again?! I'm depriving myself of a little crocheting. Oh well. (:

Happy Monday!
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Tuesday, April 07, 2015

postpartum wear

Me: top: Tjmaxx (similar), Jeans: F21, shoes: Russia (similar)
Hazel: Outfit: Gymboree, socks: me, headband: Feathers and Poppy Seeds

Let me be honest about this postpartum body, I still had a belly after I had my baby -I'm pretty sure 
everyone does- and mine was big, I still looked like I was pregnant. I felt really weird because it wasn't something I was expecting.  Gradually it went away, and I found myself in my pre- pregnancy jeans, after about eight weeks. 

For those first few weeks I felt most comfortable in few things: leggings or a house dress. From week two till week eight I work my maternity jeans. I really didn't think I would wear them for this long, but lets get real, that panel was wonderful on a postpartum belly -it sucked it right in! Which is one of the reasons why I was okay wearing those darn maternity jeans for a while. 

When it came to tops I found myself wearing the same 5 flow-y tops, they were wonderful because they hid everything that I was so uncomfortable with and they were still easy to manage when ti came to feedings. 

My body is starting to feel back to normal now, don't get me wrong I still have that extra stretched out skin and my abs haven't fully realigned. But I'm starting to feel so much better about myself. Although, when I really think about it, when I think about alllll that my body went through for those past nine months, I must give it credit. It's such an amazing thing, the body, it just created another person and so quickly went back to it "normal" self.  So here's to the female body, and of course to maternity jeans, and flow-y shirts, the unsung heroes.

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Monday, April 06, 2015

our condensed version of my weekend

Let's just get to the point, this weekend might have been the busiest one little Hazel has ever had.  Friday we had an Easter party at her cousin's house, Saturday she got her ears pierced with her Aunties, and Sunday was Easter. This girl was  a trooper all weekend. More on the ear piercing later, that's a whole post within it self! 

For Easter Hazel got a monkey-bunny and lots of chocolate, I'm pretty sure she's going to be the biggest chocolate lover because it was something I was constantly craving when I was pregnant with her.  A fun velveteen rabbit came over and visited Hazel yesterday -literally, Brand's brother and sil came over with a velveteen rabbit- it -we don't know if it's a boy or girl- had fun hopping around and sitting on little Hazel's lap. She didn't really understand what was going on, but I was just afraid she would hit the poor thing or scratch it with her nails -all on accident of course. 

Sunday night was Easter dinner with my family. The whole world revolves around Hazel when we are over there, she is the very first grandbaby on my side so she gets lots of attention and is always got someone else holding her. I think she secretly likes all the attention she gets. My brother and his fiance were there -yes, my brother is getting married in July, how have I not talked about this yet?! They are super cute together and I think she fits right in with out crazy family... not that she is crazy and not that we are either.  And my mom's dad was there and also my dad's mom.  I love Sunday family time because there is LOTS of laughter. 
And I cheated because this picture ^^ is from this morning. I had plans to get lots done this morning after she fell asleep for her morning nap, but a loose hair brush had other plans to wake her up and start our day. Which is fine, because when ever she is sleeping I miss her a whole lot. So instead of sleeping and getting things done we got her ready for the day: cleaned her earrings, got her dressed.  And then we came out to play.  I sure do love this girl of mine!

Happy Monday to you all, boy I don't envy those of you that have to go to work. I'm really enjoying my new job.


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