The tooth hurts...deal with it.

Or, if you're Aubrey, don't. Don't deal with it, just wake up with your front bottom teeth poking out, cool as a cucumber.  Happy as a clam.  Chilling like a villian.  It ain't no thang, if you're Aubrey.

I can't believe my adorable little baby girl has not one, but TWO teeth poking out of her bottom gums.  No tears.  No miserableness.  No fever.  Just "Good morning mom, I'd like to introduce you to my two new friends, lower incisor A and lower incisor B."

Cute, right?!

Both the baby and the "speech bubble" idea.  Guess where I found that?

Yup, pinterest of course!

I saw it with older kids, and thought it is an awesome idea for a baby!  I just googled speech bubble, found an image that worked and saved it to my desktop.

Now, I can print it out for each of her major milestones and document the time frame and date.  I'm pleased as punch!

And full of terrible idioms today, apparently!

The photo shoot was actually pretty fun.  Bree loves to roll over, so keeping her on her back was like impossible. 

                                                            So I got a lot of these:

And these:

And these:

Before I finally got this:

So what do you think?  Wanna play along with me?  Love the idea or want to yell at me for stealing from pinterest? 

I know a lot of you are still visiting, I see the stats, but c'mon...leave me a comment, por favor!

The Power of Being A Mom

I always thought, but now I totally know, that moms have super powers.

Not like flying or x-ray vision or crazy strength, but like, the ability to exist on 3 hour increments of sleep, remove milk stains from black clothing and make a full meal out of any random crap in the fridge and pantry.

I kid you not, I only learned how to do that when I had Aubrey. I'm not sure what it was, but some magic switch just went on and now I have the ability to see a meal when before I saw random ingredients.

Last night I was cooking artichokes and tilapia, and Husband came home starving. With 40 minutes until dinner was done, what's a lady to do?

I thought about ignoring it, but his growling stomach was so loud I was afraid it might break the freaking sound barrier.

I looked in the fridge and bam! I felt like Shawn Spencer from Psych, random things popping out and me.

So I made two amazing apps!

Stuffed Tomato:
Scoop out the seeds and inside, mix with diced cucumber and cottage cheese, place the mixture back inside.

Cucumber Boats:
Scoop out the seeds and make a canoe, placed diced tomato on top
and sprinkle with Italian dressing.

So, so good. And more importantly, so, so easy for lazy ol' me!

No, seriously.

Too soon?

How early can a child be taught to tell time?

Like 5 months old, right? Please say right.

Pretty please with cherries and sprinkles and hot fudge and hope on top.

I'm not above using a leash...

On overpriced dog toys that is! Have you had the displeasure of meeting Sophie The Giraffe?

She's a $25 squeaky toy that's made from the sap of the hevea tree.

And apparently baby crack. Seriously, babies adore this thing!

We love Sophie so much we have three. A teething ring for our house, one for the grandparents, and the large squeaky one.

If you're really bad at math, or are my husband, especially let's just say we have a few dollars tied up in doe eyed long neck. So you can understand that I live in a constant state of fear that Sophie will be lost.

The teething rings are awesome because they just hook onto a stroller toy and are free from any pint sized sticky fingers, but the original is a whole other story.

Back up off my Sophie!

Someone from my birth club asked about making a harness for Sophie, and once I looked them up on etsy I realized this was the perfect solution and a super easy craft project! Yay quick and easy!

Gather your supplies:

Expensive dog toy

Ribbon

Velcro

Scissors

Cut the ribbon to size, wrap it like the photos below and viola no grimemeister can take off with your Sophie.

Also your baby can't make you fetch by throwing Sophie backwards in the middle of the crosswalk when the don't walk hand is already flashing and your back already kills from lugging her for the preceding eight hours because she refuses to let you put her down for any naps.

Theoretically, of course.

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I have a four month old...and a blog?!

I have a blog? Oh, yeah! I remember that thing! I also remember sleep, being able to eat a warm meal, peeing alone and taking showers longer than 4 minutes long.

Totally worth it though! Have you seen this super cutie? Let me brag for a few minutes here.

Really, Mom?

And the best news ever?



Thanks to the handsome man below I'm now a Stay At Home Mom!



Of course my main focus will be Aubrey, but I plan on using the time to cook, clean, craft and learning to be the best mom and wife I can possibly be.



All while living in the greatest city in the world, NYC! I'm loving life!

I was born to do this

It's been less than a week since our beautiful baby girl, Little Miss Aubrey, entered the world. After a 68 hour labor, and nothing having gone according to "plan" we finally got to meet her.

I already can't imagine my life seven days ago. All the things I thought were important totally pale in comparison. Everything I need in the whole world fits right in my arm.

Even though we've only just met, there's something so familiar about her. It's like I've always known her.

I've always known I wanted a child. I knew that I had a lot of love to give. I just had no idea how badly I wanted her. She's everything I dreamed and more. She's exceeded every expectation I had about motherhood.

I am so grateful she chose us as her parents. I was born to be her mother.