Sunday, October 31, 2010

Then and Now

Back at my baby shower in March, my blog besties Gina and Brittany sent me the sweetest t-shirt for Emeline. I was so thrilled today when I pulled it out and!

I love having my baby here, in the flesh. She's the best.

Silent Sunday

Friday, October 29, 2010

Friday Fragments and a cute baby horse*

Hi, my name is Katie and I scheduled a grooming appointment for my dog at the EXACT moment in time when Eme is dying for a nap. Am I an awesome mom or what? Or-better yet--I am asking for it. As if it's easy enough to hold a 15lb kid in a 15 friggin' lb carseat
(not kidding, we are SERIOUSLY not using that for the next kid), while trying to hold onto your rambunctious yorkie while crossing a lane of traffic in the busiest.parking.lot.ever. It's a load of fun. Think of me around 12:30pm today. And laugh.

On a lighter note, I'm getting some ME time tonight! Some friends are having a girls craft night, and you know me and crafty things. LOVE. So, I'll be hanging out with some beautiful ladies, making headbands, learning from them....etc. Seriously? Fun. I need it.

I am dying for a date with my husband. We haven't gone out alone since our anniversary (August 4th). Seriously, single people without children--treasure.every.second of being able to just go wherever you want a the drop of a hat. We sooo used to do that all the time, and totally did take advantage of it. But now? I still miss it, greatly. Wahhhhhhhhhh. Okay, I'm done now.

I have been absolutely dying to take pictures of Emeline in a big, ginormous pumpkin. I was gonna carve the mother out, paint some big, bold black polka-dots on it (so cute, right?), and then put her in it and take photos to my hearts content. But, guess who waited too long and can't find a big enough pumpkin for the LIFE of me? Seriously. I kind of want to cry. She'll never be this small again.

So, instead, I took photos of her in her costume for this year. If you follow me on Twitter you know that we've had great debate over what animal this costume is. I've heard everything from *horse, to cow, to giraffe. When we bought the costume last year, I was like 8 weeks pregnant and it was on sale for $5. We thought it was a horse. We figured it was gender neutral enough (since we didn't know it was a little girlie), and it is. I'm still leaning towards horse. I mean, it has a mane, and horseshoe-like things. But, those spots? Seriously. Anyway--cuteness abounds.

So beware.


Happy Halloween Weekend! :)

Thursday, October 28, 2010

DIY Iced Soy Chai Latte's....anyone?

My sister got me hooked on them.


The smoothy, yummy goodness of Starbucks iced soy chai latte's---magnificent.

Purely delectable.

The perfect blend of sweetness and chill that tastes so good upon touching your lips.

Yet, so very, very bad on your wallet. [For real. Is it just me or is paying $5-$7 for drinks just AB-SURD?! I digress...]

So, a few weeks ago my sister cheerily called me proclaiming the goodness of do-it-yourself at home latte's for so.much.cheaper.

Upon hearing how freakin' easy it was to make them yourself when Starbucks charges you out the bum-hole, I ran to the grocery store so fast to snatch up the two simple ingredients myself.

Did you hear that, TWO. Just two.

Get yourself some soy milk. If you'd prefer...use regular milk. I happen to like the taste of soy milk and the creaminess, particularly in this drink.

Then, your grocery stores SHOULD have the chai tea concentrate [liquid form and comes in box-like thing] in the tea aisle. Tazo is the brand that Starbucks uses. Oregon brand also works well and is quite yummy, too. The nice thing is, you can often find sugar-free versions, de-caf, etc....

Now for the easy part.

Fill a glass with ice. Mix 1 part of the tea, with 1 part of the milk.


Add straw (if you're like me).

And chug sip the deliciousness.

The best part? You'll spend about $6-$7 on the ingredients for this--but, you will get about 7 iced soy chai latte's out of it. SEVEN.

So for about the price of one and a half from Starbucks, you can make 7 on your own.

Not bad, I say. Not bad at all.


[Bu-bye Starbucks!]

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

A mini owl overhaul

I mentioned on Friday's post that my sister and I (and Eme) were going antiquing on Saturday morning...and that we did.

We had such a fun time cruising the many little shops that this known-for-antiquing town had to offer. Obviously, Emeline just went along while strapped onto her momma. She enjoys looking at everything, too! She was such a good girl.

I don't know what it is...but I just love it. The vintage jewelry...the old decor...the classic soda machines...the furniture. I just think it's so cool. All of it.

While I'm not big on can't afford having lots of antiques around my house (::cough:: ikea! ::cough::), I do appreciate them.

The nice thing, too is that you can often find old things that aren't worth a ton--little gems, that you can easily re-paint to make fit with your decor. That's what I want to show you today.

I found this little owl for $5. I knew it would be a perfect candidate for a coat of spray-paint. Why, you ask?

First, it has lots of great texture to it, which looks great painted one solid color.
Secondly....because in it's original's kind of creepy, yo.

I mean, those eyes. They iz scary.

Two coats of light pink spray paint later and an overnight of drying time, and that scary owl became a cute and sweet little piece of decor in my craft room.

I likey.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Confession, photo style.

I have a problem.

I'm a photo-aholic. I am obsessed.

When you have a cute model at your fingertips, you would be too. Heck, maybe you are. Maybe you do.

Even if I have 5 spare minutes, I get out my camera and start snapping away.

I'm trying to get better. Improve. Have a little fun with my camera.

Actually learn it. The camera, that is.

I find it funny that I get emails and comments with questions about photo-taking tips. [Thank you though, makes me blush!] I mean, I am not an expert. Clearly. Luckily, I did go to art school and photography was part of my classes, so there is a teeny, tiny bit of recollection there. However, I found I was a little rusty on the technical terms...and all that jazz. So, I started messing around on my own a little more seriously a few months ago.

I feel like I've started to really get the hang of it again, though. Shooting in manual. Snap, snap, snapping away--as usual.

I'm just thankful that my girl is so patient with me. When she can walk, and talk--I'm sure she'll be running from the camera.

But now? She'll sit and stare at the big black and silver thing in her face at all times on random occasion.

So today, I leave you with yesterday's cute little photo-shoot.

The reason for the photo-shoot? [Uh, do I need a reason?] Um. How about...the fact that I found that cute little BabyGap lady bug top tucked away in her closet (it was a gift!) yesterday morning and got super excited when I realized it would finally fit.

Cute top---? The perfect excuse for a photo-shoot.

Wait, who am I kidding. There needs no excuse to take pictures of my child. Right?


Happy Tuesday!

Monday, October 25, 2010

A whole new feel

Monday's have a whole new feel these days.

You know, I used to dread Monday's like the best of 'em. For real.

I know...Mondays? They usually suck. Big time.

After a beautiful, carefree weekend, Monday typically means back to work, and back to the grind--back to the 8am-5pm--back to real life.

Obviously, with being home this year Monday's have a whole new feel.

And seriously? I look forward to them now.

I feel like while weekends are lots of fun, and Declan is home more--they are still JAM-PACKED with places to be, things to do--with a baby in tow, its exhausting.

Mondays are my re-coup day.

We can chill out in bed a little longer if want...we can stay inside in our pj's all day (if we so please), and usually we get to hang out for some bit of time with my sister since it's her day off.

Mostly, we can just kind of go at our own pace.

I can do things around the house. Take care of business. Soak in a little one on one time with my little lady.

And at night? It's our one night of nothingness. Declan and I both have no meetings, no real agenda....we get some us time.

Monday's are good....real good.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Friday Fragment'ish Things

My little sweets is sick with her first real cold, and it kind of breaks my heart. I know, I know, I KNOW things could be worse--but I just think it's sad to see a baby so helpless with a cough, runny nose and sneezing her little head off. I'm sure it's just 'cause I'm a new mom and all.

I got a new computer this week. I used to have an old Macbook Pro. It was really nice and all, but the screen was starting to go. Oddly enough, just two days ago the screen broke for good. Luckily, my hubby got off all my photos (hallelujah) and other important documents just hours before the great crash. Anyway, my new computer is a plain 'ole white Macbook, which is perfectly fine and dandy for me.

So, I've been watching Teen Mom. I see people tweeting about it all the time...and so every now and again I'll watch it from On Demand (I hate commercials anyway). Yesterday I watched the finale, and ohmigosh...I am such a baby. I was sobbing. SOBBING. The relationship with Caitlynn and Tyler is so unbelievably precious. The situation is eerily similar to Declan's younger adopted sister and her boyfriend who also gifted their baby boy for adoption last year. It's just emotional...and so beautiful at the same time. Now, Caitlynn's mom on the other hand? Somebody hold me back.

I've started to go through old clothes of Eme's that she's outgrown, which is a ton. It's a little bit sad, but also a bit exciting. Because? It's like Christmas! All new clothes she gets to fit into, and they're all brand new (things my sisters, mom, or friends have bought her). It's probably more fun for me then for her :) Oh, and I've decided that I would like to have a little girl next so these clothes don't sit and go unused.

I'm officially a Saturday widow. Blah. Declan now works every Saturday until well after Christmas. His department at work always gets swamped around this time because people order custom products for gifts. I always like to book up the time he's at work (8am-2pm) with things to keep us busy. This week? I think antiquing with my sister is on the agenda. yay to the yay. We're cool like that and looooove searching through aisles and aisle of things you can't find anywhere else. Good times. is seriously so much fun to watch Eme and Mac interact. She is totally aware of him and when she see's him she flashes him her best smile. She does all sorts of friendly hair pulling (and he doesn't freak out either!), and fur-caressing. And to think...we weren't even sure what to expect when bringing home a baby to Mac.

It's safe to say they'll be great little buddies.

Wonderful Weekend.........!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

I'm a bad line picker

I am the queen of picking the wrong line. Always.

The grocery store, Kmart, Kohls, Wally's World....whatever.

I always pick the wrong checkout line. Without.Fail.

Just this week I had to go to the bank to deposit a check. I rarely go to the bank anymore since everything is done online (hallelujah), but since I was there, I happened to be next door to a Kmart.

Now, I know Kmart's are not all that. You know...not all that, ehh...classy, let's say. But, I had to pick up some wipes, and a part for our toilet that just keeps running. It was right there, after all.

And if you're anything like me, you plan your trips out around your baby's happy time, and when you're pushing it, it could easily turn into overly-tired CryFest 2010. So, needless to say, I didn't want to waste any time traveling to Target which is about 15 minutes further.

So to Kmart we go.

We pick up a few things and cruise through the aisles. I realize while walking around that there IS something calming about that place versus the dreaded Walmart. It's totally quiet and there is hardly anyone there versus the masses at WM.

I figure we're starting to cut it close to non-happy time, and so I better go check out.

There are, of course only 2 lanes open. It's Kmart after all, so no need for 349034 checkout lines.

Both lines are surprisingly pretty about 4 people deep. No big'll go fast, I thought.


I could tell that the older woman at the register was having some kind of issue. I started to peer over to the other line checking out how fast it's moving, but I kept double guessing myself. If I move, chances are someone over there will end up having some kind of issue at checkout, and it'll serve me right for moving lines to begin with.

So, of course, I stay put. And of course, the line starts to build up behind me--so, I end up getting stuck anyway.


At least 5 minutes goes by. 5 minutes? Not a huge deal, normally.

My on-edge baby added a teeny-tiny bit of urgency, however. I pulled out all the stops. We were singing (okay, I was singing), making babbling noises, humming, pushing the stroller back and forth, pulling odds and ends from the shelves for her to 'play' with while we waited. You know, the usual.

Then, the guy who was 2nd in line got out of line and returned his stuff, and left the store. Obviously, he didn't want to be bothered with waiting.

I can't blame him, honestly. Woman up at the register was taking FORever and making the poor cashier "try my card again, I swear there's money on it" about 75x even though it repeatedly came up declined.

The woman in front of me had one box of cheez-it's. ONE measly box.

About 10 minutes had passed by this point.

She even took a few steps back and admired Emeline and 'chatted' with her for a few seconds. Anything to pass the time and try to avoid the eye-rolling. I felt her pain.

Finally, she huffed...."I can live without this box of crackers! I'm outta here" and walked out of line.

Honestly? If I wasn't A. Jammed in the line with a stroller and B. Stock-piled with wipes, toilet parts, baby shampoo/bubble bath, a new fleece for E, and lightbulbs--I woulda high-tailed it out of there too.

The two people in front of me were both gone now. Woman was STILL at the register, STILL insisting that this so-called gift card had $50 on it. She didn't care even one.tiny.bit that people had left the line, or that I had a semi-fussy baby on my hands, not to mention the line that now trailed back to the jewelry counter.

She finally said, "Oh, I'll just take this to customer service and try it there, I don't want to hold anybody up". [Too late!]

Um, yea. Good thinking 20freakingminuteslater.

Meanwhile, I watched 10...maybe 15 people blow through the line I SHOULD have gotten in to begin with all during the time I stood there waiting. Entertaining my bored child. Having small talk with strangers. Watching Kmart lose sales.

This is the story of my life. I always, without fail choose the wrong line.

Do you?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

So What?

I'm just gonna say, "So, What??"--

...So what if my baby stayed in her Pj's until 2pm yesterday afternoon? It's not like we left the house until 2:30 anyway. It's fun to have a Pj-day after all.

...So what if I cleaned the bathroom yesterday right before I was about to jump in the shower, only because the amount of hair on the ground (from postpartum shedding) had finally disgusted me enough. I'm a busy mom, so what?

...So what if I'm contemplating driving 30 minutes away to our closest Sonic (isn't that a sin?? just to indulge in one of their delicious drinks, preferably a cherry limeade. So what if I could make it myself.

...So what if the only reason I got out of bed before 8am this morning was because my left lady lump was, in, ummm...unbearable pain. So what if I got up only to grab my cup of coffee and run to my pump. [Typically we get up between 8-8:45am...rough life, I know.]

...So what if I cannot resist to pick up something cute for my daughter almost every.stinkin.time I go out? Having a girl is ridiculously fun and so easy to entertain. [My wallet is not saying 'So what?']

...So what if we made cinnamon buns last night for dessert? You only live once, right?


What are you saying "So, What?" to this week?

[This is a link-up with Shannon @ Life after I Dew]

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Back to the orchard...

Last year, we went to the orchard.

Emeline was there with me...but she was barely the size of a pea and in my tummy.

This year....well, she was here for sure, and it was amazing to have her with me on the outside.

I'll let the pictures do most of the telling about our day yesterday. How 'bout that?


I My heart is so full.

Seriously...girl got so many kisses.

Her first pumpkin...and yes, that one and two others came home with us.

...and apple picking was so much fun--even though she slept through half of it. What can I say? It's a rough life, I tell ya.

Lots of good times were had by all...

Making memories with this girl makes my heart swell.

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Insert foot in mouth.

We've started the tradition of Friday lunch dates, Declan and I. Well, Emeline too-of course.

It gives us something fun to look forward too...Declan doesn't have to pack a lunch that day...and in the midst of a crazy work day he gets to see his two lovely girls.

Good deal, huh?

We think so.

So, this past Friday we went up to one of our local pizza/sandwich type shops. The weird thing was that the entire strip center was completely out of power. But, there was NO storm. None. Nada.

The door to the shop was still open...and people were still we peaked in. They yelled, "We're still open! Come in!" [It was pretty well lit as the whole front of the restaurant is all windows, and they could still cook because their stoves are gas.]

So, we did.

We took a table by the front, which happened to be right next to a table of two older ladies.

We noticed that with the power being out, it was awkwardly quiet in there. Without the hum of the lights, refrigerators, music, tv's, was q.u.i.e.t.

The two ladies next to us were admiring the little Miss. They had some small talk about her age...her pretty blue eyes, and the way she was *squealing* with glee. You know, the usual.

Declan and I got our food and were chatting (well, I was chatting), and then I saw this funny look come across his face.

"Babe. Shh! Do you hear that?? They are talking about the name 'Declan'."

I start to hone in on their conversation, because I'm nosey like that.

I hear the white-haired lady say, "Declan? How do you spell that? D-e-c-k-L-Y-N??? Why...THAT'S A GIRLS NAME!"

They were both snickering.

I could.not.get.over the oddity of this situation.

The irony.

So, since only moments before we were chatting with the nice ladies...I decided, what the hey--and every so kindly butted in.

"Excuse me? Do you mind me asking what name you are talking about...?"

The younger of the two women cleared her throat and began to tell this story:

"Well, a woman at work I know just had a new grandson be born...and...{insert giggling from lady}, well, they named the baby....hahahahaha.....DECLAN! And all of the ladies at work are like, 'What kind of name is that???' and isn't that just such an unusual name?!"

The second she finished her sentence, my sweet husband turned around and said...

"Well, that's actually MY name."

The look on her face was freakin' hilllllariousssss.

Like, insert foot in mouth, hilarious.

Instantly they were all, "Wow, Oh my goodness (while blushing), well...umm..."

...Declan pipes up again, "Yea, it's a very popular name in Ireland."

It turns out the baby named Declan has a grandfather born in Ireland, and yadda-yadda. So, it makes perfect sense why they named him that with the Irish inspiration.

They went on to ask about how he spells his name, and the one woman even said, "Well, do you actually GO by that name, or a different name?" [Buahahahaha]

My very tactful husband explained so kindly to them that indeed, he does go by 'Declan'.

Meanwhile, I kind of wanted to smack them over the head because DUDE! They were making fun of his name! But, this is why my husband grounds me. We are a perfect pair, I tell ya.

But either way--it was a hilarious scenario.

Moral of the story?

Be careful what you say out loud...or in a super-eerily quiet restaurant. :)

Oh, and for the record--I did a little research and it turns out that over 1,000 baby boys were named Declan in 2009. And ZERO girls. ThankYouVeryMuch.

Go figure.

Happy Monday!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Friday, October 15, 2010

We're standing together today.

{This is a repost from what I wrote exactly 1 year ago, while pregnant with Emeline. I have so many dear friends still struggling with infertility issues, or who are able to have a child but for some reason, have repeat miscarriages. My heart breaks every time I hear of that. This day is for those little ones...}

It's October 15th--the National day of Miscarriage and Infant Loss. I have to say, that I am so pleased that there is a day that all momma's, or were-to-be momma's, friends, and grandparents can light a candle in memory of the little love that was lost. To be honest, not a day goes by that I don't think about my miscarriage, so, it's not just about today--but that the world recognizes these little ones as precious lives, which they were, and are.

I can't just "move on" [in fact, those words make me quiver], I never will. I will absolutely never forget the extreme joy I felt when I tested on June 4th, and got a positive pregnancy test. I was shaking, and dancing, and running around the house freaking out that "I'm going to be a MOM!" I will absolutely never forget the excitement Declan felt when I told him when he got home from work, or how I told him, and that I had it planned for months. I will never forget the pregnancy symptoms that I had, and how hard it was to choke anything down, because ewww-food. I will never forget how I hated pizza with the pregnancy. I couldn't stand the sight of it. I will not forget when I purchased belly bands and was overjoyed that I will not forget spending hours on Etsy searching for everything hand-made and baby, for that specific little one. I will never forget the day we realized you had slipped away so suddenly. Absolutely NEVER.

It's impossible to forget. That little one was a part of me, a part of us...and although he or she wasn't able to make their grand entrance into the world, they have surely made their grand entrance on my heart forever.

So tonight, at 7pm your time--light a candle in memory of a little love that didn't get the opportunity to make it's mark on the world, just on our hearts.

I'm thinking of and standing with all of you who have suffered the same painful loss--because we will never, and can never forget.


Thursday, October 14, 2010

Thankful Thursday

I'm thankful...

...For coffee. It may seem silly, but the smell the coffee already brewing just helps me get out of bed in the morning, whispering, "come and get me..."

...For new, fun things my baby can the ability to sit up for longer periods of time without toppling over.

"Look Ma! I can sit up and drool at the same time!"

...For my hard working husband. We're both so grateful for his job, even though we both know its not ideal for him. He's coming into his hardest time at work (near the holidays), where he works even longer hours, when I know he'd rather be home with us. It's just hard. But, I'm so thankful that he has a strong work ethic and provides for us.

...For my camera. I am just in love with that beautiful little piece of equipment. I am so grateful to have the chance to take pictures of my daughter on my own. Learning how to use it has been fun over the last few years.

...For the opportunity to stay home this year. So very thankful. I went into school yesterday, and while the adult conversation was nice, and I missed some co-workers, all it did was affirm to me how badly I want to keep staying home. When people met Emeline yesterday they said, "Ohh you're gonna have a hard time coming back next year". I already know that, and I alreadyyyy am tearing up just thinking about it.

...For my sweet friend who has been letting me borrow her awesome breast pump. Seriously, I am so thankful that I didn't have to spend the money on one, since I don't pump as often as a full-time working mom (for example), but it is SO SO SO nice to have it whenever I need it. So much easier then anything manual. It was so generous of her and I love me the Medela dual electric pump. Its the cadillac of pumps, I tell ya.

...For my mom. She is such an amazing mom and grandmother, and I love the way she loves my daughter (and her other granddaughters). It is evident that they are obsessssed with their Mom-Mom (okay, and Pop Pop too!) I'm thankful that I can call her in a second and she'll pop over and watch Eme when I have a dentist appointment, or whatever.


What are you thankful for?