friday happy to you m’loves! no, you’re not still tripping on last night’s portobello mushroom, i’m back for the second time this week. i feel like i’m finally emerging from my self-ensconced, post-natal lair. leaving the house for life...
hello kittens! long time no talk, but i’ve been neck deep trying keep this little person o’mine alive and thriving. every day is a milestone. each bottle i get her to finish feels like an olympic, gold medal victory. i throw disneyland-sized parades...
i’m officially 12 weeks into this whole motherhood gig. the baby police have yet to take my little person away from me; although hunkiest and i did catch her the other night putting in a request for a transfer. our sutton is slowly finding her groove. her...
friday dark circles and breast pump blisters to you m’loves. we are three weeks into parenthood, and cherishing whatever sleep we can get. jones and priscilla, already on nanny-duty, insist on supervising every feed and diaper change. they, too, are grabbing...
so with just a little over two weeks in to this motherhood gig i can attest to the following ultimates: i am the happiest, the sleepiest, the most-frightened, most crazy in love {with baby, husband, + beasts,} and the most fulfilled of my entire life. we’re on...
