Friday, February 27, 2015

Penelope Darling: 7 Months

Weight: Remember how last month my guess was that she was 16 pounds? Well, now she is 16 pounds. She was weighed about 10 days ago and was 15 pounds 10 ounces. She is in the 20th percentile. 

Clothes: mainly mainly 3-6 months, but can pull off the 6-12 month leggings at baby gap! (if rolled, of course!). Its fun to dress her, now that she is really filling out and able to sit up and all. I adore getting her little outfits! 

Likes: Alone time. Its so strange, but pretty incredible at the same time. A couple of days ago, she was fussy and frustrated. I brought her to her room, set up some toys on her rug, set her in there, and left the room. I heard her cooing and having the time of her life. We both got a bit of alone time! She is in love with blowing raspberries (80% of her awake time today was spent practicing. She's a pro now), rolling over and over and over and over again, sleeping on her belly! We put her down on her back but she rolls over and stays put on that belly for the rest of the night. She loves when her dad plays his acoustic for her, it calms her down immediately, and she just stares at him in awe. It's the sweetest to watch at the end of each day. 

Dislikes: Having to put shirts on over her head (I mean ugh, right?) being bored (which is happening more and more quickly these days), being in her carseat (still), being tired/hungry.

Social: Such a little ham, of course. Adores everyone she meets, hasn't hit her clingy phase (can you not have one, dear?), so is happy with anyone. She is in our church nursery twice a week (during Sunday morning's and my Friday morning bible study that lasts a couple of hours), and does great! We wanted to start that young, so she hopefully will have a smooth transition when preschool 35 years. 

Milestones: She is a little tumbleweed, rolling back to front to front to back....she'll roll and roll and roll and has so much fun with the whole process. 

Little P. Darling sporting her adorable Vera Bradley booties. You can't tell from the picture, but there is a little white bow on the front of each bootie.  

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Photo Session: Engagement

I was an art major in college, and was fortunate enough to study abroad at an art school for a semester during that time. I mainly studied film & digital photography, painting, and art history. I have never had the desire to make photography my full time job, but I have gone back and forth during different seasons. I took a break while I pregnant, and have recently started booking a few mini sessions here and there. This session is from a few years ago, actually, and was my very first paid job. You guys, I was just so excited and nervous about this day! My sweet husband came with me for support, and did such a great job. It was the perfect summer evening, and these are still some of my favorite images:

Monday, February 2, 2015

Penelope Darling: 6 Months

Weight: We haven't had her 6 month check-up yet, but my guess is 16 pounds! She really is getting so big, but is still just oh so bitty at the same time. I'm not sure how it works out that way. 

Clothes: A couple of weeks ago, I finally put away her 0-3 month clothing, it was bittersweet! She is a bit behind in clothing sizing goes (everyone warned me that baby clothes all run small, but in our case, our baby just runs small.) she is now in 3-6 month clothing, but I think she's growing quicker than ever and this size wont last too long. It is getting to be more fun to dress her, though, since she lasts longer in outfits and can show off the cuteness a bit easier. 

Likes: She still enjoys dropping that head of hers back and staring at the world upside down, and its still just as precious to watch. She also has discovered her tongue, fart noises, and smacking her gums together. She is an absolute daddy's girl, and lights up when he comes home. She loves bath time (as long as it is in the morning or afternoon, evening and getting wet is the last thing on her mind), sweet potatoes. 

Dislikes: Being woken up is still the worst. She hates having a dirty diaper on (who could blame her?), nighttime baths, being in her carseat too much, butternut squash. You guys, apparently it is the WORST. 

Social: Loves everyone. She is always smiling, except when she is groggy. Little miss P. Darling takes just as long as I do to wake up. Doesn't quite know how to play with other babies yet, so our playdates are still mom dates for sure. 

Milestones: She sits up! All by herself! You guys, she sits up and plays with her toys for an hour or so at a time. I am so proud of her. She is still the little miss. independent that we saw poking through when she was first born. She plays by herself with her toys on the floor while I am able to get some work done. It really has changed everything. 

Each month that goes by, I think to myself "this is the good part." and then each month that goes by, the "good part" gets better, and better. 

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Recipe: baked oatmeal casserole with berries

I found this recipe thanks to someone sharing it on facebook the other day. I made it a couple mornings ago for David and my parents, and you guys it was so good! It was easy, and delicious. You can find the original recipe HERE. 

2 cups of oats
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon of baking powder
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup chocolate chips
1 cup strawberries
2/3 cup blueberries
1 banana
2 cups milk
1 large egg
2 tablespoons butter
1 teaspoon vanilla

1: Set oven to 375.
2: Spray a 10x10 casserole dish. (I only had a 9x13, and it worked perfectly fine!)
3: In a large bowl, mix oats, brown sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, salt, half of the chocolate chips, and half of the berries. Stir well and then pour into the casserole dish.
4: Add the other half of the berries and chocolate chips to the top of the mixture. Then slice the banana and add it to the top.
5: In a separate bowl, stir the milk, egg, butter, and vanilla. Whisk thoroughly, and then pour on top of the oatmeal mixture, making sure it is covered evenly.
6: Bake for 30 minutes, then remove the casserole dish and add a tablespoon of brown sugar to the top of the casserole for added sweetness (optional). Bake for an additional 5-10 minutes or until the top is golden brown.  

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Parenthood: How I Found Out

I decided I would wait until Sunday morning to take a test. I figured by then I would be late (I was all over the place, and never really knew when I would get my period each month, so I could have been late, or not. #unpredictable.) But I wasn't counting on a positive. I just knew I should take a test so it wouldn't keep eating me alive. This wasn't the first time I would be taking a test, but it would be the first time I would be hoping for a positive. We had a few "scares" in our 3 years of being married. Scares where we would have been totally excited and over the moon and all smiles, but definitely not the best, or smartest, timing. We were at the point where we were ready to stop preventing. We were ready to have a baby, but...eek! Thats huge! How do you go from "not ready" to "ready" overnight? We figured there had to be a step know, like how you get an engagement before you get married. Because OH MY GOSH its such a big deal! That was where we were at.

I woke up on Sunday at 4 am with a full-to-the-max bladder. I can't say I was excited to get up, pee on a stick, and wait. I was just so certain about the outcome. I didn't feel a bit different. But I dragged myself to the bathroom, grabbed a stick, peed, and then picked up my phone to play words with friends. Totally normal, right? I guess I can't stress enough how sure I was that it was going to be negative. Because who else plays words with friends when they're waiting to find out if they're going to be welcoming their firstborn child into the world? Sorry, dear Penelope, that this is part of your story.

Anyways, I had the stick on the floor in front of me in between my feet, and my phone in between my hands (probably once again trying to see if they will accept "ihop" as a word)(they don't). It was blinking that little hourglass, waiting to determine the results. I figured I had 7 minutes or so (do any of them take 7 minutes?) But less than 1 minute later, it stopped blinking. Even though my eyes were focused on my heated game of words with friends, I could immediately tell that there was only one word on there, not two. My heart immediately stopped, I shoved my ridiculous game aside, and looked down.


Just like that. I literally thought they should of had a little balloon pop up next to it. Celebrate with me, test! (Because the strangest things pop into your head at the most important of times, right?) Then I looked immediately to the left, where our mirror hung over our sink. I looked at myself to make certain it was actually ME that this was happening too. You guys, it was 4 am. I still had lots of waking up to do. I looked in the mirror, and aside from the dear-in-headlines look I had plastered across my face, it was me. I was pregnant. There was absolutely no way I was going back to sleep. I had to figure out a way to tell my husband he was going to be a father.