I like running, pop culture, random facts/tidbits of information, keeping my meals clean and my workouts dirty, finding new ways to exercise (that don't bore me), making (and crossing items off of) lists, dresses, headbands, yoga, home cooked meals, and striving to be the best possible version of myself. Especially now, since I'm expecting a baby in July. My name's Melissa, and it's very nice to meet you.

I Live My Love

Since previous strategies (swaddling, rocking, shushing) haven’t worked - we’re trying to have a conversation about the importance of sleep with E. Although, it’s hard to negotiate with or rationalize sleep deprivation to an eight week old.

Since previous strategies (swaddling, rocking, shushing) haven’t worked - we’re trying to have a conversation about the importance of sleep with E. Although, it’s hard to negotiate with or rationalize sleep deprivation to an eight week old.

Oh baby girl. I’m okay if you want to stay this little forever. At 8 weeks old, you’re so precious. 

(Although, I’m ready for you to start sleeping better…)

Oh baby girl. I’m okay if you want to stay this little forever. At 8 weeks old, you’re so precious.

(Although, I’m ready for you to start sleeping better…)

My husband is sweet. Super sweet. But he’s an awful shopper (the man pays full price at Kohl’s!) and although he tries really, really hard - he ends up getting the strangest gifts. Case in point, one year when we were dating, he asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I responded with a cavalier “Anything from Tiffany will be fine” (thinking I’d get a bracelet or something sterling silver). No. I got this odd tilted heart necklace with pink sapphires (oddly reminiscent of those Jane Seymour designs). Yes, It was from Tiffany. It also was probably the ugliest thing on the site. (In his defense, he knew I liked pink and girly things and this necklace was the pinkest and girliest.)

Our wedding anniversary and my birthday are coming up in the next few weeks and he’s pushing for present ideas. Here’s the problem. There’s not a single material thing I need. I’m also not sure I’m ready to get away with (or without) a two month old - so travel is out. My life is pretty damn awesome and I am blessed, for sure. I’ve told him this time and time again, but he still wants to give me a present to unwrap.

So tumblr, I need your help. How do I convince him that we don’t need any more stuff in our lives? Alternatively, are there any gifts that I may be overlooking? Any cool, new products being released? (I feel so out of the loop on trends since I haven’t been trolling the internet as much as I used to!)

And - I’d like to say that I know this is a complete First World Problem to have. I am the luckiest person. I have a great family. The most amazing daughter. A strong marriage. A good job. I’m healthy and I have a strong support system. I know I don’t need material items to feel complete. But, I know it’d mean a lot to Jeff to provide gifts to celebrate. Any ideas?

Some day I may stop posting pics of E every chance I get. But today is not that day. 

Look at her blonde locks and determination during tummy time! Girlfriend does two things when we practice laying on her tummy - either drops her head to the side and promptly falls asleep, or kicks her legs and lifts her head, looking around for some sort of entertainment. 

Either way, it’s adorable.

Some day I may stop posting pics of E every chance I get. But today is not that day.

Look at her blonde locks and determination during tummy time! Girlfriend does two things when we practice laying on her tummy - either drops her head to the side and promptly falls asleep, or kicks her legs and lifts her head, looking around for some sort of entertainment.

Either way, it’s adorable.

On Wednesdays we wear pink.

On Wednesdays we wear pink.

you have this one life. how do you wanna spend it? apologizing? regretting? questioning? hating yourself? dieting? running after people who don’t see you? be brave. believe in yourself. do what feels good. take risks. you have this one life. make yourself proud. beardsley jones (via graceinplace)

(Source: anna-learns-to-love-herself, via graceinplace)

A weekly photo shoot outtake.

A weekly photo shoot outtake.

Twinsies.

Twinsies.

Grainy quality or not, this may be my favorite shot of Ellie yet. I feel like all she needs is an anchor tattoo and a box of cigarettes rolled up in her t-shirt to complete the look. (This was taken while my sister was Ellie-sitting this afternoon and it’s too funny not to share!)

Grainy quality or not, this may be my favorite shot of Ellie yet. I feel like all she needs is an anchor tattoo and a box of cigarettes rolled up in her t-shirt to complete the look. (This was taken while my sister was Ellie-sitting this afternoon and it’s too funny not to share!)

Okay - I totally jinxed myself, seeing how E does not want to sleep tonight. She’s in the pack and play in our bedroom (not her overpriced/underutilized crib in the nursery) and I’ve been laying here watching her every move on my phone. I’m trying not to get up unless she makes a needy noise (right now, it’s lots of movement and rustling), and keeping my fingers crossed that tonight’s sleep strike ends soon. She’s fed, swaddled, and has been rocked and hushed. Now it’s time for sleep, little one!

Okay - I totally jinxed myself, seeing how E does not want to sleep tonight. She’s in the pack and play in our bedroom (not her overpriced/underutilized crib in the nursery) and I’ve been laying here watching her every move on my phone. I’m trying not to get up unless she makes a needy noise (right now, it’s lots of movement and rustling), and keeping my fingers crossed that tonight’s sleep strike ends soon. She’s fed, swaddled, and has been rocked and hushed. Now it’s time for sleep, little one!

Today was a good day of parenting. Ellie slept well last night (hallelujah!) - and although she was up three times to eat, she went right back to bed each time. This morning, she woke up, we played a bit, and she went down for a morning nap. We actually left the house (signs of a good night’s sleep for both of us) and went for a 3 mile walk/jog and got an iced coffee along the way. E took a long enough nap to let me do things around the house (complete insurance paperwork, do laundry, unload the dishwasher, eat lunch) and then my mom came over. I was feeling a bit panicky about baby’s ability to take a bottle - but my mom fed her one with no problem (hallelujah x2! I think it’s my husband’s inexperience coupled with the fact he only tries to feed her at/around midnight so I can sleep {forget that I need to wake up to pump anyway} that has led to some unsuccessful feedings). Now that I know she can/will take a bottle, I feel so much more free - and like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. We then played a bit more, Ellie took a bath and went to bed while I made an actual dinner (not of takeout or leftovers) and she slept for 4 hours before stirring. 

I know every day is different - and some will be much more challenging than others. But today (her 6 week birthday!), made me feel somewhat competent and totally excited to be a mom.

Today was a good day of parenting. Ellie slept well last night (hallelujah!) - and although she was up three times to eat, she went right back to bed each time. This morning, she woke up, we played a bit, and she went down for a morning nap. We actually left the house (signs of a good night’s sleep for both of us) and went for a 3 mile walk/jog and got an iced coffee along the way. E took a long enough nap to let me do things around the house (complete insurance paperwork, do laundry, unload the dishwasher, eat lunch) and then my mom came over. I was feeling a bit panicky about baby’s ability to take a bottle - but my mom fed her one with no problem (hallelujah x2! I think it’s my husband’s inexperience coupled with the fact he only tries to feed her at/around midnight so I can sleep {forget that I need to wake up to pump anyway} that has led to some unsuccessful feedings). Now that I know she can/will take a bottle, I feel so much more free - and like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. We then played a bit more, Ellie took a bath and went to bed while I made an actual dinner (not of takeout or leftovers) and she slept for 4 hours before stirring.

I know every day is different - and some will be much more challenging than others. But today (her 6 week birthday!), made me feel somewhat competent and totally excited to be a mom.

At least one of us is all smiles this morning. (I’m fighting mastitis and tackling a 103.1 degree fever, so I’m sporting grump face. let’s hope this clears up quickly!)

At least one of us is all smiles this morning. (I’m fighting mastitis and tackling a 103.1 degree fever, so I’m sporting grump face. let’s hope this clears up quickly!)

When my sister Ellie-sits I’m guaranteed to come home to E wearing some sort of fabulous outfit (with pants! And a headband!) - a far cry from the basic onesie that I typically put her in.

When my sister Ellie-sits I’m guaranteed to come home to E wearing some sort of fabulous outfit (with pants! And a headband!) - a far cry from the basic onesie that I typically put her in.

Today in Child Rearing

My kid pooped all over me and my boba wrap - moments after I put her in it (and after I tied the most perfect wrap ever - snug, but not too constricting)

I ate cold, leftover spaghetti straight from the container for lunch, with Ellie draped over my shoulder (because it’s the only way she wouldn’t scream). Because of this positioning, I totally dropped food on her.

It’s 3pm and I’m still wearing my pajamas - although baby has changed outfits three times (for reasons, see above)

I thought it’d be a good time to introduce a pacifier, to - you know - pacify her, but instead, she started to gag/choke on it.

In spite of these things, I really shouldn’t complain. I mean, I was able to brush my teeth and eat lunch (which is more than I can do some days) - and I get to hang out with her all day, so I am trying to appreciate these moments. What’s that saying? The days are long, but the years are short?

I guess my endless chatter is too much for baby.

I guess my endless chatter is too much for baby.

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