Girl’s Life

Happy 3 month birthday, little guy!

This week you turned 3 months old and I am still truly amazed by it all. You’d think a “seasoned” mom like myself wouldn’t find as much wonder in this stuff the second time around, but that is so not the case. I think I’m even more aware of these […]

There is just so much cute going on these days. Every morning, Sophia wants to snuggle with her baby brother. And, of course, Ian doesn’t mind at all seeing as Sophia is his favorite person in the whole world. Really. Even though I’ve got this massively sore back from all the weird leaning and funky […]

I admit that I have whined a little here and there about Sophia’s princess obsession. She’s supposed to be above Disney’s attempts to teach her how a prince galloping onto the scene will ensure her “happily ever after” ending, right? OK, OK, if she wants to go all princesses and Disney, that’s fine. But I […]

I’m getting really close to the end. I had one final ultrasound yesterday (to make it a whopping six total! What’s up with that?) and, no surprise from the 9 pound bundle I brought home last time, this little one is measuring not-so-little. He’s likely to show up at anytime — that’s what my body’s […]

We have had quite an eventful couple weeks around here. Sophia caught this insane bug going around her daycare that led to all manner of ear/eye infections, horrible-sounding coughing and then, inevitably, respiratory junk.
Chris and I were away all last weekend at a wedding (that he officiated!), and by the time we got back, Sophia’s […]

It’s a boy! (In case I hadn’t mentioned that yet.)
We were going to be surprised this time around. We found out the sex with Sophia, but this time we thought it might be fun to wait till the baby arrived. Well, that’s all fine. But big sister thought she was getting a little sister. And […]

I’ve not been super great about keeping the internets abreast of this most recent of pregnancies in our household. One reason is because, well, who has time to remember all the intricacies of each exciting and foreign kick, each bout of horrible heartburn, each stolen moment in the day to quickly reflect on how much […]

“Mommy, let’s play a game.”
We’re outside. She hands me the chalk. I haven’t played hopscotch in probably 20 years (and even then, I don’t know if I’ve ever really known the rules). So made-up hopscotch it is, Amy-style, with fun pictures and jumping in any ol’ square you want. Rules schmules.
She had a blast.