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what I want to remember | month seven

I’m way behind here, since Paige is already eight months old. But still going to recap the last two months like I have all the previous ones. My memory has no clue what happened this month, so it’s solely based off photos. This is exactly why I’m documenting. 

I want to remember how big you look in a little dress. I’ve started dressing you in clothes other than onesies and pajamas and suddenly you aren’t such a baby.

I want to remember more adventures in babywearing – I got you on my back! This means I can do things like make dinner without you attacking the dog’s water bowl.

I want to remember that we tried a few new foods with you. You still aren’t really into solids, but we kept trying.

I want to remember that this was the end of your model pose phase. It was so hilarious while it lasted, I should make a collection of all the photos.

I want to remember taking you to Portland to meet Sloane, Lauren, and Stu. We had fun hanging out and letting you guys play.

IMG_1781I want to remember that you started picking toys out of your toy bin and having favorites.

IMG_1635I want to remember that you had your first eye doctor appointment. Because I am so blind, they had you come in for early intervention. So far you look good. 
IMG_1812I want to remember that you started pulling up on everything. You are not super stable yet so we follow you around like your shadow.

IMG_1803I want to remember your first time on a swing. You loved it! We were at Suncadia on a long walk while Dad was in a meeting and decided to explore the park. 

IMG_1790I want to remember that you started an infant class on Thursday afternoons. Also, you love to eat paper.
IMG_1738I want to remember that you now get very excited when Dad gets home from work. You are usually eating dinner and have a huge smile for him. You get very fussy when he walks out of the kitchen to put away his coat and shoes. IMG_1681I want to remember that we went to Denver and you played with your cousin Maks. He showed you how to use all the baby toys and I realized you are over all the newborn toys we have at home.


(one, three, five, and seven months)

I love you peanut.

what I want to remember|month six

Paige turned six months old on Friday, August 28th. A monthly recap is one of the ways I’m documenting her first year. Actually, it’s now one of two ways. I dropped Project Life earlier in the year, and this month I didn’t do my DITL post. I still have my one line a day book going and I’m just sneaking this month six update in before she turns seven months! You can read previous month recaps here: one, two, three, four, five.

IMG_1379_edited-1I want to remember that you are such a happy baby. You very rarely cry and you almost always have a big smile. I also want to remember your ‘model pose’. When you’re not moving, you stay still in this pose that cracks us all up.
IMG_1191_edited-1I want to remember that red hair that is starting to grow in. Who knows if you’ll stay red, but you are definitely going to be a ginger baby, just like your mama.IMG_1184_edited-1I want to remember that your dog is starting to tolerate you. That is progress, so we’ll take it. IMG_1180_edited-1I want to remember that getting you to nap takes more perseverance than anything I’ve ever done. I’m a well educated, successful woman and your resistance to napping breaks me down. A lot of days we end up in the car, going to Starbucks, and me reading in random parking lots while you sleep. IMG_1206_edited-1I want to remember hanging out at Grandma and Grandma Cathy’s house and you just started getting up on all fours like it was no big deal.

IMG_1255_edited-1I want to remember that we finally started getting cooler weather and baby wearing wasn’t quite as miserable. Love having you close to me.

IMG_1270_edited-1I want to remember your yoga moves! You are so damn strong. That’s not just me being a proud mama, Dr. Gita is constantly surprised by your strength. IMG_1299_edited-1I want to remember that we tried you in the stroller like a big kid for the first time. You seemed a lot more excited about it than when you’re in your carseat snapped into it.
IMG_1315_edited-1I want to remember that you started solids this month! We tried egg yolk, chicken broth, and bananas. You aren’t sure about bananas yet but I’m sure you’ll be on board soon enough. 
IMG_1399_edited-1I want to remember getting your passport photo. You are supposed to keep your mouth closed (clearly whoever makes the rules at the department of state does not have a child), but every time the gentleman raised the camera up you gave him a big smile. We’ll see if it passes next month when we get your passport. IMG_1409_edited-1I want to remember that we’re seeing the beginnings of a climber. You love to clamp on to any piece of furniture you can, and the bottom of your crib is a favorite. IMG_1403_edited-1I want to remember that you and your brother love spending time with your grandma.
IMG_1427_edited-1I want to remember the beginnings of baby proofing! We’ve removed a few cords that were very enticing and put plugs in the office outlets. More to come soon!

IMG_1448_edited-1I want to remember the teeth! You got your first two teeth this month and they are so dang cute. (They are not cute when they bite while nursing.)IMG_1471_edited-1I want to remember your sleeping face. It’s so peaceful, despite whatever it took to get you asleep. I could watch you sleep for hours. IMG_1414_edited-1I want to remember that I’m doing a good job of not taking myself to seriously. I tried a new carry one day and you ended up like this. Rather than get frustrated, I took a picture so I could share it with my baby wearing group. There is NO perfection in parenting.

Untitled-3I want to remember that you resemble your daddy so much. Here you both are around six months. You definitely have my coloring and petite size, but you have his face. IMG_1143_edited-1I want to remember that you like to roll yourself up like a burrito with your blankets. We’re not even putting them on the ground much anymore because you don’t actually stay on them.

I want to remember that you are starting to get the crawling motions down. It won’t be long before we have a real mover on our hands.
monthsixallI love you, Miss P. So excited for you to experience your first ever fall.

day in the life | august 2015

The 15th was on a weekend this month. I was excited to capture more of our story with Greg in it. It was one of those weekend days with nothing planned and nothing that absolutely had to get done. They are rare, but oh so nice. 

Here’s what Saturday, August 15th, 2015 looked like in our little world…

Paige has a cold and isn’t sleeping well. Sometime around 2am I give up trying to feed and/or rock her to sleep and just brought her in bed with us. She woke up ready to start the day at 7, her usual cheerful and babbling self.

We’ve turned out to be crunchier parents than we would have thought. Everyone getting sleep is much higher on our priority list than everyone sleeping where they are “supposed to”. We’re learning as we go, that’s for sure. IMG_1304_edited-1Greg changes Paige’s diaper. She is non stop movement these days so she gets buckled in on the changing table. The dryer is currently broken, which means we’re 100% disposable diapers. And here’s the thing: it’s awesome. You can now take away my previously awarded crunchy mama label. I’m not sure I’m going to go back to cloth once the dryer is fixed.
IMG_1305_edited-1A big part of the story of the last six months has been my milk supply and feeding Paige. First stop every morning is to my crazy pharmacy of supplements and drugs that keep me at about 75% of what P needs to eat. I take something at 8am, 10am, 2pm, 6pm, 8pm, and 2am every day. I constantly wonder if it’s worth it (yes) and how long I’ll keep it up (I don’t know). But for today, I take my 8am pills and move on.

IMG_1309_edited-1Weekend breakfast is always more fun than weekday. While Greg plays with Paige and reviews our monthly finances, I get to work making a sausage and sweet potato hash topped with fried eggs.
IMG_1310_edited-1 We shouldn’t even both to use blankets anymore. Paige immediately rolls off them (or up in them like a burrito) to explore anything more interesting than the toys we’ve set out. Right now she’s obsessed with anything hanging off of an object, like straps, tags, or laces. IMG_1314_edited-1This was a big morning – Paige’s first time with food other than breast milk! We started with soft boiled egg yolk. The spoons we had turned out to be too large so I fed her with my pinky. She seemed confused at first but then enjoyed a few bites.IMG_1315_edited-1Egg face! (And, while not pictured, for the first time ever Alfred showed real interest in Paige. We knew it would happen when food was involved and he didn’t let us down.)IMG_1329_edited-1All week I’ve been telling Greg about how great Paige has been napping. And then she makes a liar of me. We try the usual crib nap and get no where. Plan B, the swing nap. Nope, not having any of this, Mom.  IMG_1358_edited-1We give up on nap time and go downstairs to get dressed for the day and fold clothes. These cuties take selfies while I finish up the folding. IMG_1332_edited-1And then we have nap success! We use a DropCam as our monitor so it’s easy to pop it up on an iPad or phone and see how she’s doing. 

IMG_1334_edited-1Yes, we still have a dog. He is not neglected but I’m sure he could use a little more love. We try.IMG_1335_edited-1After nap time, Paige nurses then we top her off with extra milk. We’re getting near the end of our donor milk stash and I haven’t been able to find anymore, so we’ll see what the next step is. One day at a time.
IMG_1336_edited-1We start to walk to our local pub for lunch but are thwarted with a flat tire on the stroller. Our air pump isn’t working so it’s time for our second plan B of the day. 

IMG_1339_edited-1Paige agrees that you can never go wrong with Mexican. In fact, it’s offensive to call it plan B.IMG_1340_edited-1 What these pictures don’t show you is how snippy Greg and I were getting with each other before lunch. We have started eating breakfast much earlier (thanks to that cute little 12 pounder), but forget to move lunch earlier too. Can you tell we were both hangry? IMG_1344_edited-1Back at home Greg breaks out his father’s day gift, a giant Simpsons Lego set. It has over 2000 pieces! I’ve never played with Lego (that I remember), so I decide to join in the fun. I have to stop teasing Greg about his revived childhood hobby because it’s fun. It’s a type A’s dream – a little instruction booklet where you follow all the rules. I thought we couldn’t be nerdier than we are, but we’ve outdone ourselves. 

We take a break from relaxation to clean the kitchen, change laundry, and clean all the cardboard and old paint out of the garage.IMG_1349_edited-1 Then we hop right back into relaxation mode. We are finishing up season 2 of the Americans – so good! Also, another currently: our living room is half decorated. I replaced almost all of the furniture then stalled on progress so there is nothing on the walls or any decorations really. (That chair is also just there temporarily to make room at the table for our Lego project.)IMG_1352_edited-1We decide to be good dog parents and take Alfred for a walk. He immediately starts running like a crazy man when we get outside. Whoops, probably should have gone on a walk sooner. On the walk we stop in at our local toy shop and pick up a birthday gift for our nephew. IMG_1353_edited-1It’s time to eat again! (No, I do not cook much on weekends.) I’ve been wanting sushi for a while and we call into our local place and pick up. We’re not going to push our luck taking Paige to a restaurant twice in one day. 

Something I love about this photo is our sauce selection. Greg has something normal that I’ve twisted just a bit but he probably has no idea (tamari versus soy sauce) and I’m using something weird (coconut aminos). Pretty much how food typically works in our family.IMG_1354_edited-1Alfred was needing some love as we ate dinner and squeezed himself between the couch and Greg. Oh buddy, we are trying so hard. Just remember, it gets easier every day for all of us.
IMG_1356_edited-1After dinner we take Paige down to bed. I love her bedtime routine. We play, change into pajamas, and read a book. She usually managed a few minutes of naked time before the PJs go on. But the real highlight is the book. She squeals and lays down next to whomever is reading the book that night. It’s just the best.

Greg straightens up the house and does the dishes while I feed Paige and put her to sleep. Then we collapse on the couch, settling in to relax. You may have noticed that P never took another nap. 45 minutes total today, which is crazy low and very exhausting for all parties involved, or so you would think…

Someone wakes up every twenty minutes. This cold is slowly killing us all. After an hour and a half of trying to get her to sleep for any decent amount of time I decide to just go to bed and take her with me.

Any day that ends with snuggling twelve pounds of sunshine is a good one in my book.

(If you noticed that Greg and I both wore gray Slalom shirt all day, Greg would like you to know that he got dressed first. I would like you to know that I’m still in a very awkward stage of having nothing to wear, so I go with what’s clean.)


what I want to remember|month five

Paige turned five months old on Tuesday, July 28th. A monthly recap is one of the ways I’m documenting her first year. You can read previous month recaps here: one, two, three, four.

IMG_1072_edited-1I want to remember your first trip to the orchard, which also was your first time as a wedding guest. We went to visit Gramps and Grandma Cathy and to go to Zach and Betul’s wedding. You were the perfect wedding guest and had lots of fun visiting at the orchard house, showing off all your new skills. IMG_0919 (1)_edited-1I want to remember your first fourth of July. We spent it on Camano Island with the Holland family, relaxing and enjoying good food. Becca took this adorable picture of you that reminds me I need to get out the big camera from time to time. IMG_1143_edited-1I want to remember the rolling. You roll all day long. It’s definitely your favorite skill right now. I don’t know why I bother to put you on a blanket because you either immediately roll off of it to explore the rug or you grab the side and roll yourself into a baby burrito. We need to start vacuuming more. IMG_0984_edited-1I want to remember the snuggles. You are way too busy to snuggle up on us normally so baby wearing has become extra special. It’s the only time you’ll ever stop and lay your head down on my chest these days. I’m so glad you’re curious about the world around you but I also love the moments you slow down just a little.
IMG_1067_edited-1I want to remember that you are able to sit up. It only lasts a few seconds, but it’s fun to watch you take in the new view. You don’t seem to be excited about this skill as we are (why sit when you can be rolling??), but I know soon enough you’ll love it.
IMG_1052_edited-1I want to remember (?) your first visit to the ER. You came down with a case of petechia and the nurse’s helpline told us to bring you in for testing. There was a chance it could have been something serious, but luckily it turned out to be a random occurrence. You did have to get poked on all four appendages for them to draw blood. Dad was a champion and stayed with you while I had to roam the halls because I couldn’t watch.IMG_1019_edited-1I want to remember that every month we get out of the house a little more. This month we took you to brunch in West Seattle. (No one needs to know that we’d been up long enough that it was actually our second meal of the day.) Do you have your daddy’s chin and cheeks or what? You also have his dimples which I am SO excited about. There is nothing like a sweet girl with dimples.IMG_1007_edited-1I want to remember that naps have gotten so much easier. You mostly sleep in your crib for them and if that doesn’t work we try the swing or baby wearing. You still sleep about every two hours for a total of three naps a day.
IMG_1065_edited-1I want to remember how much you love Alfred. It’s an unrequited love as he’s pretty much indifferent to you. You watch him walk around a room and are always trying to touch him when he passes by you. He only allows it when you are sitting with Grandma because he must sit next to her as well. I’m sure in time you two will be BFFs.
IMG_1032_edited-1I want to remember that even though you can’t crawl, you can move around a room like nobody’s business. You roll and scoot to get wherever you want and often times find yourself stuck. I love watching you explore. 

I want to remember the week you were all about beat boxing. The sounds you can make are hilarious. IMG_0828 (1)_edited-1I want to remember that this has been one of the hottest summers on record in Seattle. It’s pretty miserable in our house (usually in the big 80s), but we are dealing. We met Addie and Dylan from our mommy group at the wading pool one Sunday to cool down. You really enjoyed splashing your feet in the water. 

IMG_0830_edited-1I want to remember that you were most definitely the USWNT’s good luck charm for the World Cup. We watched all the games. I’m really enjoying watching women’s soccer now and can’t wait to take you to Seattle Reign games when you are older. The world is your oyster, baby girl.

IMG_0870 (1)_edited-1I want to remember that you found your feet! You can now get them into your mouth for a tasty snack as well. Dad and I thought this was quite the feat (ha) until we both tried it one night and we too can get our big toes to our mouths. We did not try to snack though.IMG_0883_edited-1I want to remember that you’ve realized we have items on our body that you can remove. You were so excited when you got my glasses and you also enjoy necklaces an hair. IMG_0926 (1)_edited-1I want to remember the smiles. You are generally a very happy baby and getting you to smile doesn’t take much at all.

I want to remember the laughs. You don’t give these nearly as generously as the smiles and we have to work for them. Alfred is the biggest recipient and when he’s playing with a certain red toy you can’t help yourself but laugh. We have no idea why, but we love it.

monthfiveallI love you, PC. Let’s enjoy the rest of summer.

day in the life | july 2015

Another ordinary day in our life this month. Greg was traveling for work so it was just me, the kiddo, and the doodle at home. 

Here’s what Wednesday, July 15th, 2015 looked like in our little world…IMG_0935_edited-1Greg is out of town, so I bring Paige into bed with me after her 5:30am feeding. I had a rough night of sleep, and can’t blame P for it. I broke my electronics rule and checked email after a middle of the night feeding only to find something annoying around our condo refinance. I knew I’d have to deal with in the morning and tossed and turned. When I finally fell back asleep around 4:30, the smoke alarm in the office went off for no apparent reason.

We manage to sleep until 8:45 thankfully. We’re on day three of Dad traveling and I’m beat. Single moms are rockstars. When he’s gone I really realize how nice it is when he’s home!
IMG_0938_edited-1Hers and hers. We get Paige changed and dressed for the day and head upstairs for breakfast. For me it’s coffee, eggs, soup, and cantaloupe. I don’t have to do any cooking today as over the weekend I prepped every meal for the three days Greg is gone.

Paige gets boob + bottle. My supply is still not great and we supplement anywhere from two to six ounces each day. So far we’ve kept her off formula and I’m so thankful for all the mamas out there who donate their extra milk.
IMG_0940_edited-1She loves to help hold her bottle. She can’t actually hold it yet, but she puts her little hands on it and tries. This morning she actually didn’t want any extra milk so maybe my latest supplement (#5) is working?

IMG_0942_edited-1After breakfast P plays while I try to organize the desk. I’ve had a very unproductive week and decide that my best bet for the morning is to clean off the desk and get things organized. Maybe that will spur me into action? 

Her smiles kill me (in the best way possible). Anytime you look at her she breaks out into a huge grin and if you move towards her it gets even bigger. No wonder I’m getting nothing done!


Around 10:30 we head downstairs for nap time. The biggest change from last month is that P takes naps in her crib. I don’t have to wear her for every nap! I still do sometimes because I love the snuggles, but I also love the breaks.

We nurse, drink our bottle from breakfast plus another ounce, and rock for a solid 35 minutes. Nothing. Just staring at me wide eyed. I put her in the crib to see if she’ll fall asleep on her own and head back to my office project.
IMG_0945_edited-1Nope. Twenty minutes later she’s started to cry. I get her and bring her back upstairs, trying the swing to see if it has any sleepy dust. Nope. But that smile. Still killing me. She happily swings for NINETY MINUTES but won’t fall asleep. I eat lunch and continue to organize the office, work through the refi issue, and try to find someone to finally fix our oven. IMG_0949_edited-1Paige starts fussing around 12:45 and we snuggle on the couch for her lunch. She eats for two minutes then passes out. Not shocking since she’s been awake for four hours, instead of her normal two. The nap is great except that we need to leave in 15 minutes to meet a friend. I contemplate canceling our walk plans with Talia, but decide I really need to get out of the house and talk to an adult.

We pack up, including the doodle, and head to Ballard. 
After picking up Talia we arrive at Discovery Park. I’m in need of a good walk and so is Alfred. Paige almost immediately falls back asleep in the carrier so I don’t feel too bad about interrupting her nap. IMG_0954_edited-1Thankful for friends who are by my side as I figure out this mama thing. Also thankful to live somewhere so beautiful. 
IMG_0958_edited-1We arrive back home around 3:30 and I figure I better make my smoothie and freeze some more fruit. I do not like smoothies (and I don’t really love fruit), but my latest supplement is much cheaper in powder form. It’s way too gross to choke down just mixed in water so I’ve been having it in a smoothie, in my breakfast soup, and in my chili at night. I have to get five 1/2 teaspoon servings in each day. 

IMG_0960_edited-1I haven’t had a chance to get the dry cleaning in this week so I pack P in the stroller and we walk to the cleaners to drop it off. We rarely use the stroller, so I figure this is a good way to put the several hundred dollar contraption to use. The stroller is fine, she and I just much prefer baby wearing right now.

IMG_0966_edited-1After the short walk to the dry cleaners we’re back in the office. I easily spend 75% of my waking hours in this room. While I finish organizing, I set Paige on the pink blanket. I look up a few minutes later and she’s maneuvered herself to her play mat. That’s the first time I’ve noticed her move with intention. It’s crazy how she is just learning new skills left and right.
IMG_0967_edited-1 Around 6pm P falls asleep in her swing. The evening nap is always a short catnap so I grab my dinner and read for a few minutes. IMG_0968_edited-1The evening nap is always a short catnap so I grab my dinner quickly and read for a few minutes. Still trying hard to read rather than play on the internet when I have a few spare moments. Some days are better than others. IMG_0975_edited-1We have a bedtime routine now, which is really fun and a family affair as Alfred usually likes to join in as well. When Paige starts to get cranky, usually around 7:30, we head down to her bedroom.

She gets down to her diaper and we have a little playtime on the floor. We change her and put on her pajamas and then Greg and I switch nights picking out and reading the book. Tonight we read Goodnight Gorilla. We’re having fun going through her little library.

I nurse her/give her a bottle until she falls asleep and then transfer her into her crib, where she sleeps now! . She’s out by 8:30 (and usually sleeps for four or five hours. In total she sleep about 12 hours with three wake-ups).

I head back upstairs to clean the kitchen and straighten the house. I’m feeling a little wired so I read until Greg gets home from the airport and we head to bed around 10:45.

what I want to remember|month four

Paige turned four months old on Sunday, June 28th. A monthly recap is the main way I’m documenting her first year. You can read previous month recaps here: one, two, three.

IMG_0766-1_edited-1I want to remember our first family vacation. To be honest, kiddo, it’s going to be a while before we take you on vaca again, but there were highlights. Having Dad with us for nine days in a row was awesome. You travel well and slept like a champ most of the trip. You indulged us with several meals at Fred’s. We have no complaints but we’re all happy to be home.

IMG_0721-1_edited-1I want to remember your first time in a pool. It didn’t last long, but it was fun to take you in and let you kick your legs. You had no idea what was going on, but I imagine that next summer pools are going to be one of your favorite things.

IMG_0027-1_edited-1I want to remember that we also tried the ocean out for a few minutes, but since Dad and I aren’t big beach people (and the humidity was about 1000%), that was mostly for the photo op (that turned out… great).

IMG_0755-1_edited-1I want to remember your dad’s first Father’s Day. You guys have so much fun together and he is an awesome dad. It was our first day in Hawaii and we mostly just relaxed. We brought him coffee and breakfast in bed and you gave him a picture of his present (a new Lego set).

I want to remember the sleep roller coaster. Sort of. The month started off on a high and ended on a low. Someday you will sleep and I will sleep, until then I’ll keep hoping tonight is going to be a good night.

I want to remember that the highlight of this last month was you learning so, so many new things.


I want to remember that you leaned to play with toys. You love your bunny, a gift from one of your future BFFs, Sloane. You also love “o” balls, a wooden rattle, and the toys that hang on your floor mat. You spend about half your time putting them in your mouth and half your time playing with them as intended.

I want to remember that you learned to laugh. You’ve only done it a few times and mostly at your cousin Maks because apparently you have a thing for 2.5 year old humor and very aggressive tickling. I can’t wait to hear more of that sweet noise.

I want to remember that you learned to roll over. And now you do it all day every day. There’s no such thing as back time or tummy time any longer. You prefer to be in the opposite of whichever one I put you in.
IMG_0449_edited-1I want to remember that you met the rest of your family. We took a second trip to Denver and you met Uncle Joey, Aunt Brittany, Avery, and Benji. Aunt Britt would hold you for hours if we let her (and we totally would if she lived closer).

IMG_0393-1_edited-1I want to remember that we took you to your first Sounders game. We had so much fun sharing something we enjoy with you, even if you slept through 85 of the 90 minutes (which we were very happy about). I hope you love it as much as we do as you get older and want to keep joining us.

IMG_0376-1_edited-1I want to remember all the grandma time that you get with Grandma Berta. She is always willing to come over and hold you while I get a few things done around the house. She’s also your babysitter so dad and I can get out of the house now and then and we are very thankful for that.

I want to remember that you started sleeping in Baby Merlin’s Magic Sleep Suit. It’s so silly (the name and the look), but damn it works. For the first time in your four months with us you are napping on your own. After 3.5 months of having you nap on me (either holding you or wrapping you), I was so ready for a break. I love you to death, but these short breaks a few times a day are helping me find my sanity.

monthfour_edited-1I love you, Cheeks. So excited to see what you learn this month.

day in the life | june 2015

I’m glad I captured a day like today, a very ordinary and routine day. Groundhog like. Nothing terribly interesting happened today, but it’s a very accurate depiction of life right now. 

Here’s what Monday, June 15th, 2015 looked like in our little world…

Sleep. Is it possible to be the parent of a child under two and not talk about sleep non-stop? God help me, please tell me it ends at two. The last few days have brought with them a set of new skills (laughing, rolling over, trying to sit up) and we’ve had to ditch our most valuable sleep tool (the swaddle) thanks to the rolling over. Sleep hasn’t been great.

Last night Paige woke up six times between 8:09pm and 6:20am. Greg isn’t feeling well and I didn’t want to wake him so it was a bit of a long night.

I put her back down after her 6:20 feeding and got up for the day. I love that I have some time to myself in the mornings now. She wakes anytime between 6 and 7 and goes back down for another hour or two.


Time for coffee and breakfast (three eggs, scrambled, with salsa verde). 


I like to start the day with an empty dishwasher. This way I can add my dishes as I go and they aren’t sitting in the sink to be dealt with later. IMG_0546_edited-1

This morning I am able to work for almost two hours. I sped time on my internship, finish the latest two rounds of thank you notes for Paige gifts (we are blown away by the generosity of friends and family), and start working on my continuous education credits for my NTP certification. Nothing like a little small intestine webinar before 9am, right?

IMG_0557_edited-1Paige stirs right around 9am and I head down to get her. This is probably my favorite two minutes of every day. She wakes up with a confused look on her face, and then once she’s able to see me (or Greg on a weekend) and focus she bursts out into a huge smile. Makes every wake up every night worth it.


Paige is so alert these days, which is really fun. Except that it means everything, especially feeding, takes forever because she wants to look around. IMG_0564_edited-1

It’s going to be 84* today in Seattle, so after breakfast we break out some adorable summer clothes sent by her great aunt and uncle, Sue and Al. IMG_0569_edited-1

Getting ready for me today means just a shower and brushing my teeth. This weekend I had my hair chopped into a messy bob (#momhairdon’tcare) and I want to see how it dries on its own (verdict: I’ll be making time for a quick blow dry going forward).

After we’re ready I load Paige into our ring sling and we walk to the store to buy some fresh fruits and veggies for the week. She finally falls asleep when we’re about one minute from home on the way back.


It’s only 11am but I ate breakfast early and am starving, so it’s an early lunchtime. Pork verde I found in the freezer, a pint of blackberries, and sweet potatoes. Yes, it’s baby food. I’ve found the more carbs I eat (fruits and starchy veg) the better my milk supply is and when I don’t have time to make them myself I have no shame eating baby food. IMG_0630_edited-1

Paige sleeps through my lunch (she might have got a bit of pork on the forehead) and I get in a bit of work. I love having the opportunity to be working in the nutrition space this summer, even if it is for free.


This girl decides that today’s morning nap will be only one hour instead of the usual two. At least she woke up in a good mood. IMG_0637_edited-1

We play on the floor for a bit with her colorful butterfly until it’s time to leave for the post office and chiropractor appointment. IMG_0654_edited-1

Paige loves playing on the paper at the chiropractor’s office. We go twice a week for baby cranial sacral massage and it’s amazing how well it’s helping her digestive issues. Hopefully we can stop at some point (it makes afternoon naps tricky), but for now it’s a big help. IMG_0657_edited-1We are back home around 3pm and I put Paige in her swing. She’s exhausted at this point and quickly falls asleep. I settle in to get some work done, but her little eyes pop open about thirty minutes later. Not going to win the nap game today, I guess.


Our first baby is hanging out downstairs in our bedrooms today since it’s so warm. IMG_0663_edited-1The mystery of why the bottom of my skirts have been wet lately is solved when I look down from making a few lists to see Paige shoving my skirt in her mouth. It’s about 4:30 and this is when the countdown to dad coming home starts.
IMG_0665_edited-1Sometimes after 5pm we go up in our new woven wrap and walk around until Paige falls asleep. It lasts about 30 minutes, until big brother loses his sh!t when dad gets home from work and starts barking and running around. Sigh.IMG_0678_edited-1

It’s dinner time for the pup (half a can of Grammy’s Pot Pie)… IMG_0679_edited-1

… and for the humans (chicken verde and salad with peppers and mango). No, I did not intend to have every meal include verde sauce. Just what happens when I pull stuff out of the freezer instead of cooking.

IMG_0681_edited-1After dinner it’s family work time in the office for a bit,

IMG_0684_edited-1followed by play time. 


Right at 8pm we take Paige down to get ready for bed. Now that she can roll over we no longer swaddle her. She sleeps in Baby Merlin’s Magic Sleepsuit. Yes, you will fall for any marketing when you’re on night three of your unswaddled kid not sleeping, but in all honestly this ridiculous thing works really well. IMG_0688_edited-1After nursing and getting her extra few ounces of milk she’s out. I put her down in our room and it’s time for my mad scramble. I clean up, pump, water the garden, and get ready for bed. By 9:30 I’m in bed and falling asleep. I try to be in bed within an hour of when she goes down. Greg stays up a bit later to clean up the house, let the dog out, and finish up from his day.