My kid is 3 months old! As much as I love documenting Ari’s monthly milestone, I also do this for me. I may as well title this post: I’ve made it as a mom for 3 months so far! Yay! (more…)
I have more things to blog about other than just baby things, and here’s proof. We got a new chair for the living room and a new table! And while we’re talking about new things, we’re also in the process of installing new floors! Remember my post about our floor water leak? Well because of that, we got a chance at picking new flooring and we also decided to install it ourselves. And by “we” I mean Russell is doing all the installing, ha. Thanks Russ!
Let’s start with the chair. (more…)
Ari turned 2 months old! Ever since he went through the infamous 6-8 weeks fussy phase (those two weeks were killer), he’s been a lot more smiley and social. He coos a lot more now too. But the downside is: when he smiles too much, he uses up all his energy then you have a cranky baby in about 30 minutes flat. It’s like clockwork. But now we know how to tire him out — get him to smile. (more…)
Hello! I don’t know where to start! I haven’t updated much since Ari was born but that’s because with a newborn, everything goes up in the air. I have, however, learned the art of blogging while breastfeeding ever since I downloaded the WordPress app. Let’s do a rapid-fire update shall we? Then I’ll get into it in the end.
Ari’s original estimated due date was on March 29, a couple days after his daddy’s birthday. Russ and I spent all of March waiting for this kid. We finished the nursery, washed all the baby clothes, and organized the entire house before March because we thought our son might come at any moment and we wanted to be prepared. We even celebrated Russell’s birthday early. Then March 29 came…and went. I went to all my OBGYN appointments every week and each week the nurse taking my blood pressure and weight will comment how baby wasn’t here yet. I continued grocery shopping and the cashiers at the store started to recognize me and ask me when my baby was coming. I felt a lot of pressure to pop out this kid but he was on his own time. It got hard leaving the house because random people will comment about how I looked “ready to pop” which, yes I was ready to pop, but I didn’t need the constant reminder that baby wasn’t here yet. (more…)