Monday, January 16

Adios, bronchiolitis

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We survived a week of colds, gigantic canker sores (me) and bronchiolitis (Everett). Sleep is slowly returning after being almost completely absent for days and it feels so good! Being a mom is tough stuff when you have a sick little man. Here's to a new week, good riddance germs.

Monday, January 2

Four Months of Everett

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[Flashback photos because I discovered these on my memory card the other day and I can’t get over them]

My little man is now officially four months old. These have been the most challenging and by far the best and most wonderful four months of my life.

I’ve spent long nights rocking and bouncing and singing, changed hundreds of diapers and been leaked on and spit up on and had my hair pulled and my arms pinched. I’ve seen first smiles and heard first laughs; I’ve sang primary songs at 3 in the morning driving on dark neighborhood roads with a crying baby in the back seat. I’ve neglected laundry and dishes in favor of kissing a little fuzzy head or laying next to him as he napped and I didn’t feel guilty about it because like the poem says babies don’t keep.

This baby consumes my every thought and I don’t know how to describe it other than this, this being a mother, is so beautiful and lonely and trying and incredible, and it’s absolutely what I was born to do. Give me ALL the babies, I definitely need at least twenty more if they’re all as perfect as this one. ;)

I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.

Tuesday, December 27

And Just Like That, Another Christmas in the Books

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Christmas has come and gone (and I'm still sitting here crying about it). We always have a big Christmas Eve dinner at my parents' house and a big Christmas Day dinner at John's parents' house. In between, we opened presents, played with Everett's toys, and went to church (did anyone else LOVE having Christmas on a Sunday?). I got a new lens that I've been playing around with, so prepare for a picture overload. Monday was so relaxed and fun - a trip to the mall, a Chinese take-out dinner and movie, and John's homemade guacamole were the highlights.

If only Christmas could be EVERY DAY. (Minus the wrapping presents part. I hate wrapping).

PS. That adorable puppy belongs to my brother and sister-in-law. As much as my husband wants another one, I can't handle a three-month-old, a dog, and a puppy.

Friday, December 23

Taking Stock (pt 4)

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Eating: the best grapefruit ever that John got at work for Christmas and insists he doesn't want
Drinking: mostly water from my Yeti (best thing ever, it keeps my water ice cold from morning until night)
Reading: The Woman on the Orient Express and so far I'm really liking it
Wanting: this freezing rain to turn into snow. Nobody likes cold rain, seriously
Looking: at pictures of my baby (all day every day #momlife)
Wishing: my gifts would magically wrap themselves. Am I the only one that hates wrapping presents? 
Enjoying: the giggles Everett is giving us occasionally these days
Waiting: for Christmas to be here in TWO MORE DAYS
Dreaming: about our upcoming Andersen Family Reunion in Lake Powell next summer. Everett has the cutest teeny-tiny lifejacket (which was of course gifted to him by my parents at my baby shower because summer=Lake Powell)
Liking: that the pants I bought a month after having a baby are basically falling off me at this point. FINALLY I'M SHRINKING. Unfortunately there's still quite a bit to go
Wondering: why Everett has decided he can only sleep for two hours at night before he needs to eat? 
Loving: the new floors John's been installing in our kitchen and living room (so so pretty and SO much better than our old orange-y laminate)
Hoping: we can squeeze in a few more Christmas movies before Sunday
Marveling: that it was one year ago next week that we discovered we were having a baby
Needing: to finish our 2016 Coles Family Album
Smelling: fresh Christmas tree + cinnamon wall plug-in (a throwback to last year but it's still true)
Wearing: scarves! boots! aka all the good stuff
Noticing: that my wedding ring fits well again. Swollen pregnancy fingers, I don't miss you
Thinking: Kindle Unlimited is the greatest thing to happen to me this month
Feeling: all-around, perfect contentment
Bookmarking: all the kitchens . . . kitchen facelift, I hope you aren't too far away

Monday, December 19

Procrastinators Unite

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There is exactly a zero percent chance that I'll be sending out Christmas cards this year. Let's face it, I'm still working on thank you notes from my baby showers. Side note: it was frigid when we snapped these so that explains Everett's face. To make up for my procrastination check out this cute video of my baby (and try not to judge the two Swig cups in the background. In my defense, they're John's. Oh, and three cheers for that tan bedroom door that's been waiting for a whole year now for a new coat of white paint).

Wednesday, December 14

A Few Late-Night Thoughts

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Last night I was in the kitchen making dinner and I heard John talking to Everett. He was saying, "Are we going to be best friends when you grow up? Yes we are! We're going to be best friends!" Heart melted. Later we watched "The Secret Life of Pets" with the baby snuggled in between us and John and I pointed out which cheesy jokes Everett would be sure to laugh at when he was bigger and the whole time all I could think was, Is this real life? And honestly, what did I do to deserve a life so perfect (despite many not-so-perfect days) and full? All I know is Heavenly Father is so, so good to me.

Wednesday, November 30

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

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John picked out our Christmas tree this year in the middle of a snowstorm (literally). It was completely covered in snow and when we got home and thawed it out he said, "Great, we bought a dead tree!" It's actually still alive, but the bottom branches look a little pathetic. Everett doesn't care because it's covered in lights (his favorite) and Remi doesn't care because it's perfect for sniffing (his favorite) and I don't care because I just love Christmas so dang much.

I decorated it while John made noises and funny faces at Everett with snow falling and Christmas music in the background and then we (the adults) drank some toasted coconut hot chocolate. It was better than any Christmas movie I've seen. I'm the luckiest girl to get to spend the holidays with my favorite boys.