Monthly Archives: April 2011

Well Hello, Six Months!

I feel like I just came home from the hospital with a newborn. Has it really been six months since I first began losing my heart and mind to the world of parenting? If I close my eyes, I can still remember and even feel the same feelings I had in the first few weeks. The intimidation of having a teeny tiny baby (well…Harper was never really “teeny tiny” but he was small compared to us), being afraid of screwing something up, the loneliness that comes from leftover hormones and being at home with a newborn 24/7, the extreme exhaustion that no amount of reading/researching can prepare you for, the feeling of helplessness as you realize that you haven’t the slightest idea of what you are doing. And then the intense joy of looking at your baby and realizing he is YOURS and having that single emotion wipe away all the other crappy ones. I remember it like it was yesterday. Some of those things haven’t changed. I still don’t know what the hell-o I’m doing sometimes. My mom made the comment once that you really don’t know what you’re doing until after your third baby. Really? I’ve got a long way to go in that case. Maybe I’ll have two next time around and then I’ll really be a pro!

It’s hard to think that in another six months my baby could potentially be walking around. I guess I need to start baby-proofing my house. He’s already starting to do push-ups when he’s on his tummy, so it appears that crawling is right around the corner. It’s amazing how quickly he changes. My favorite thing about him right now is his laugh. He laughs ALL the time! And I’m not talking about a little giggle…I’m talking about deep belly laughs. It is the sweetest thing in the world. I went to the post office and the grocery store earlier this morning and I can’t tell you how many people stopped to enjoy his company just because he was laughing at EVERYTHING. I hope that never ever changes about him. I hope he can always bring a smile to someone else’s face because of his sunny outlook on life. What a sweet personality he has!

I already posted this to Facebook, but I’m putting it on the blog as well. These are just a few of my favorite pictures taken of Harp so far:

I’m so glad I was chosen to be his mommy.

Harper’s First Easter

…was terrible. He usually wakes up to eat at 6AM. This morning he didn’t wake up until well after 7AM. Our mistake was letting him sleep that late. He got completely off of his schedule and by the time we got to church, he was ready for another nap. He got a small one, but it wasn’t enough apparently. He screamed pretty much the entire church service and although he was in the back, you could hear him loud and clear up front. Sigh. Benji got up and went to be with him at some point during the service, but that didn’t work so I decided I would go give it a try. As soon as he saw me, he decided he wanted to cry louder. He poked that little lip out and started tearin’ it up…my heart that is. There was a baptism service after church, but since Harp wouldn’t calm down, we had to go home. Needless to say, Benji & I were both disappointed. We got into the car feeling pretty frazzled and defeated. I’d love to say that we recovered and that we kept our eyes on the One who makes today great, but we didn’t. One of us made a comment about the Harper fiasco and then suddenly we were swimming in a sea of all our recent disappointments. It was overwhelming. A few hours and some perspective later, I’m realizing that was probably satan’s goal…and we fell for it.

Thankfully, today isn’t about me, Harper or Benji. It’s not about the fit Harper pitched at church. It’s not about how badly we miss living in Tuscaloosa. It’s not about where Benji works, or where he will work. It’s not about ANY of the big or small details of our lives that satan would like to consume us with. It’s about Jesus and the fact that he rose! It’s about the fact that it’s not over for us. Thinking about that can put a smile on anyone’s face, and it has certainly put a smile on mine! Satan loses, and it’s all because of what Christ did for us. Amazing.

Happy Easter everyone!



The video explains it all…

Umm…where did he learn this? Maybe his calling in life is to be an actor. Hmm…

Oh and I said that my house is messy because I have a kid, but really…I’m messy with or without children. Just bein’ real yo 🙂

Mom Cut

Well, it only took six months, but I finally caved and got a mom cut. I’ve been wanting to chop my hair off since Harper’s arrival, but I was afraid I would regret it. The last time I got my hair cut (besides bangs) was three years ago, and I ended up crying that time because I missed it being long. It wasn’t even really that long when I got it cut then, it was only a little bit past my shoulders. I figured since I cried over that, I would definitely cry if I chopped it off now…so I waited. I came to my breaking point Saturday. Harper is always getting his hands caught in my hair. He usually gets his whole hand tangled up in my hair and then he’ll try to shove a fist full of hair into his mouth. I had gotten to the point where I would wear my hair in a bun every day so that he couldn’t do that anymore. A bun like this:

I was beginning to feel like a little old lady, and I decided enough was enough! I decided I’d be brave and chop that crap off. I made a video to my future self explaining why long hair sucks in hopes that if I regretted it, the video would make me feel better. So far I haven’t needed it! I love love love my hair short and I don’t think I’ll ever have it long again. At least not until my hair is silky and gray.

Here are the before and after pictures:

How come no one told me I looked like cousin IT?!

Since my hair is short enough to dye on my own again, I colored it too:

YAY! So yeah…I’m really happy with it. Harper can’t eat it anymore. I can dye it on my own. It doesn’t get tangled when I ride with the windows down. I don’t have to use a crapload of shampoo & conditioner when I wash it. AND it doesn’t take me 20 minutes to brush the tangles out anymore. Tangles don’t even exist for me anymore! This was probably one of the best decisions I’ve made in a while.


Harper is currently sitting in his bouncy seat by our sliding glass door, talking to the day. I love mornings with him. They are my absolute favorite. He is a morning person – just like me! – and is always so happy. He sounds like a little bird with all the high pitched squeals he makes. I usually just take a seat behind him and soak it up because I know it won’t be like this for long.

He is changing so much! Over the past few weeks he has completely stopped taking a paci and now only sucks his thumb. He hardly ever full out cries anymore because of the thumb sucking. When he is starting to get worked up, you can see the hand slowly creeping up towards his face and before you know it, his thumb is in his mouth and he’s quiet. It’s pretty funny to watch.

His personality is really starting to come out too, and I’m afraid he’s got a fiery one lol. He gets SO mad when he can’t do something. He will try three or four times to pick up a dropped toy, and then all hell breaks lose if he can’t get it. He’ll look at me with his face all twisted up and usually I give in and get it for him. I decided yesterday that I’m not going to do this anymore though…at least not if I know he is capable of getting it.

He was lying in the floor yesterday playing with a teething ring and it fell and landed to the left of his head. He is capable of flipping over both ways, but he doesn’t like to do it. If something is right by his head, he will get up on his side and try to get it, but he won’t flip all the way over for it. He tried to get the toy yesterday by doing this, but it was just out of his reach….so he started fussing. He looked at me and I told him I wasn’t getting it for him because he was perfectly capable of getting it. He fussed harder. What he doesn’t know yet is that he gets his stubbornness from me 🙂 This testing of wills went on for about 5-10 minutes. He almost flipped over to get it once, but caught himself right before turning onto his stomach and flipped right back over onto his back. He really doesn’t enjoy rolling I guess. He finally got it through a mixture of flailing his arms and scooting himself closer to it. Stubborn baby.

He also gets mad if I’m bouncing him in his seat and stop. It’s really cute because he starts fussing and bouncing himself really hard. And you know I had to make a video of him doing this:

What can I say? We’re in for it. God help us once he reaches the terrible twos.

Perfect Mother

Who would’ve known that by becoming a mother I would also become a perfectionist? Maybe I’ve been one all along and I am just now realizing it. Who knows.  Honestly, I care way too much about what others think of me. I like to pretend that this isn’t true, but it is. One of my biggest fears is going to the grocery store with Harper and having him scream his head off while others just stare at me. Why? Because I don’t want everyone around me to think I don’t know what I’m doing. True story. Even now, as I am typing this, I am afraid of what some of my readers will think of me.

247moms posted to Twitter the other day and said “delete the phrase ‘Perfect Mother’ from your vocabulary.” It really struck me because while I would never say out loud that I want to be a perfect mom, I’ve definitely thought it before. Even though I know “perfect” doesn’t exist when you’re human, it’s still something I’ve longed for in motherhood. I know this is wrong and it’s a thought process I want to get rid of, so in honor of being an imperfect mom and in an attempt to embrace that, I’m going to share some of the not so perfect mistakes I’ve made since becoming a mom. Here goes nothing:

  • Once, in the middle of a diaper change, I turned around to get something. When I turned back, Harp had peed all over the place – he even had it on his face 😦 Ok…truthfully, this has happened multiple times LOL.
  • This one is by far the worst and I really don’t want anyone to know that I did this, but I’m going to be brave and share it anyways. I was under the weather one day and decided to go to the grocery store. When I arrived, I realized that I had not buckled Harper into his seat. Pretty sure my son would’ve been safer with a stranger that day.
  • I accidentally turned the monitor off in my sleep one night (we can’t hear Harper crying from our room). I didn’t wake up until about 5AM and Harper of course was screaming bloody murder. Who knows how long he had been crying. I now set my alarm because I’m always afraid I’m going to do that again.
  • Sometimes if I need to get something done, I’ll sit Harper in front of the TV to distract him. He is like a moth flying towards the light when that thing is on.
  • Remember when Harper had the old man bald look going on? Well that was my fault. Apparently I rubbed his head too hard with the wash cloth. His hair all came out once I rinsed him off with water. Go me.
  • For the first three months of his life, I let Harper sleep on the boppy in his crib.
  • During the first few weeks of his life, Harper got fed pretty much any time he cried. I was afraid to let him cry for more than a second and most of the time I didn’t actually know why he was crying, so I’d just shove a bottle in his mouth. Thankfully he is now on a schedule, so I usually know what’s wrong with him.

So that’s it for now. Harper just woke up and I don’t want to add neglecting him to that list 😉

Clothing Swap – Brilliant!

I had never heard of a clothing swap until I moved to Memphis. Maybe the moms in Tuscaloosa do it and I just never heard of it? My moms group in Memphis gets together twice a year for a clothing swap. They all bring clothes that their children have outgrown or just don’t wear anymore, and then they swap it with other moms who need it, for new clothes that will fit their kids. For example, I brought a laundry basket full of newborn and 0-3 months clothes last night and traded for sizes from 6 months all the way up to 18 months. I RACKED up! And believe it or not, even though I brought a ton of clothes that Harper has outgrown, I still had enough to fill a large box that I kept for storage.

We got a ton of clothes for Harp before he was born. A lot of it was newborn (which he wore for about a day lol) and 0-3 month outfits. I did get a few 3-6 month, 6-9 month, and 9-12 month outfits too, but not a ton. I think I may have gotten one or two 12-18 month outfits. With Harper growing so fast, I knew some shopping would be in our future. I almost didn’t attend the swap last night because I was tired, but I’m sure glad I did. Not only did I rack up, but I had A LOT of fun too!

This is what I got:

10 long sleeved shirts
22 short-sleeved shirts
2 jackets
3 sweaters
10 pairs of pants
32 onsies
2 pairs of overalls

For a grand total of EIGHTY-ONE items that can be worn from now until next winter!!!!! And most of the things I got look brand new. Here are some pictures:

The pile…

Favorites for winter

Favorites for summer

Favorite onsies

Favorite pants

And that’s it. I’m pretty pumped. Oh and I forgot to mention…anything that doesn’t get swapped gets donated to good will. Isn’t that just the coolest thing?!