Just popping in quickly to share sweet photos from our visit to see the Easter Bunny this year. As hard of a time as our babies have given us throughout their first couple of years (I guess Mercer still has time to turn that around, but I'm not gonna hold my breath), they've always been so enamored with the Easter Bunny and Santa (minus that one time :) that getting great photos has been an absolute dream!

Now on to the other million things on my to-do list for today... the countdown to Mercer's 1st birthday is on (Less than 2 weeks!!), and it has put my already seemingly endless to-do list into a whole new state of crazy! But, I do feel comfortable promising a one-year post for our little mister... I just make no promises on when you can expect it :)

Also, hello SPRING!



Coming to you one more time for my very favorite day of the holiday season, Christmas Eve! All of the excitement and anticipation make this the most fun day of all if you ask me. I hope everyone has a wonderful day and a happy Christmas!





Time to squeeze in another Mercer update just before he turns 9 months old and I'm behind even more!

7 Months: I have to look back at Mercer's baby book for these posts since I'm doing them so long after the fact, and here's a direct quote from his book, "Not gonna lie, you've been a real turd this month." Ha! I like to be honest in their baby books. It's funny to look back on (months and years later) and to have real memories rather than just the highlights. Plus, I'll be able to use it against them later with specific details ;) So anyway, yep, we were still struggling through his entire 6-months-old month. He wasn't napping well and he started waking up earlier at night to eat (2:30ish) and earlier in the mornings. So sleep was a big thing. I think this was around the time I started offering him a bottle as well before bed just in case he wasn't getting enough from me, or in case it would hold him over longer. He started regularly babbling "Mamama" and his bottom 2 teeth came in, he started sitting up on his own and had his very first Halloween (alien!). That seems so long ago!

He Loves - Being held and in the Ergo; Adelaide, anything, and everything to do with her! Not to toot my own horn, but he's loving Mommy! It melts my heart the way his face lights up when he sees me :) He also starts to cry when he sees me come in from somewhere else ( and I don't come right to pick him up), that part isn't so cool; his favorite food is pears and he loves Pat-a-cake and Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes

He Doesn't Love - Long naps, playing on his own, car rides, pureed peas


8 Months: Quote from his baby book "It's been a slightly better month. Thank goodness!" Still in that wanting to be carried around all the time phase. Just being held wasn't (still isn't) ever enough though... continuing to follow in Adelaide's not-an-easy-baby footsteps, he needs to be held while I'm standing and moving around, or jumping on whoever is hold him's lap. He started getting up on his hands and knees and rocking (and started crawling just after he turned 8 months old) as well as sitting up from lying down, so the mattress got dropped! He had a couple of nights (which I'm pretty sure I remember Adelaide having too) where he woke up crying several times and when I looked on the monitor, he'd just be in his crib on hands and knees crying, like his body was forcing him to practice even though all he really wanted and needed was to be sleeping. Funny and sad at the same time. He started saying "Mama" a lot (rather than just babbling "mamama", though not necessarily always in reference to me :) He finally started pushing that night feeding to 5-6am and became a big fan of table food, especially anything he could feed himself. He's still super smiley, even on his grumpy days it's easy to get a smile out of him :)

He loves: Being held and carried around; Adelaide, of course; feeding himself peas, zucchini, plums, sweet potatoes; banging things, he gets the most satisfied look on his face when he makes something "bang"

He doesn't love: Car rides or being put in his car seat, that's his favorite time to show off how good he is at planking, it's pretty much a guarantee he'll cry on our way home from anywhere :(

Excited to say that at 8 months old (now), things have been so much better, finally! More on that to come when I get to his 9 month update.... probably around the time he's about to turn 1 :)



^^ That perfect "rustling" tree ^^

How many times have I been here before? Even just since I started blogging...

Okay, where to start. I'm just gonna jump in and dump out everything that I'm thinking and feeling. Everything I've been composing in my head (and maybe a little bit out loud) this afternoon.

It's that overwhelmed, lost, "What am I even doing?" feeling. I've been there before, so many times. Especially since becoming a mom. It's what inspired me to start blogging in the first place. My very first post? That new year's resolution to think more positively. Lots of versions of the same thing have plagued me for years. Probably my whole adult life. And it's probably nothing unique. That feeling that you're just not doing enough. Or the right things. Or the things to get you where you want to go. Not even knowing where you want to go.

I'm there. Again.

And that begs the question. Why am I here again? I've made resolutions. I've listened to audio-books. I started taking fish oil... (I need the laughing emoji here :) But seriously, I've taken steps (on numerous occasions) to change these feelings, but those changes just never seem to stick. Or maybe they just aren't enough. Or right? Is this just the natural cycle of humans... women... moms... Maybe it is much more related to "cycles" than I realize or care to discuss on a public platform. Something to consider in private though :) And maybe it's not even something that you Fix, rather something that you just work through over and over and over and hope to come out a little better on the other side each time? 

I can definitely say there are things I've implemented before that I think were helpful, but didn't stick to, or at least, I'm not implementing them now...

^^ Okay, I was on a roll there. Headed toward a short novel. Alas, Mercer duty called and now I am back and that roll is no more. No idea where my train of thought was headed and not really feeling the desire to "cathart" anymore and seriously questioning whether or not to abort this post altogether... nah, I'll just go with it. Might as well. ^^

I do, however, remember the ultimate conclusion that I came to earlier, during a nice walk after Mercer's nap, and that was to make one change a day. Doesn't sound like much, but when you're feeling tired, overwhelmed and without much motivation, I think that's a good place to start. Today, I decided to take a walk with Mercer when he woke up from his nap instead of wandering around the house wondering what the heck it is that one is supposed to do with a 6-month-old. And it felt good (not literally of course, because Texas did not get the memo about fall <--- I'm pretty sure that is a direct quote from some point during the past 2 falls during which I've blogged. I should just make that my tagline or something.) Anyway, it felt good to get out of the house. Breathe in some fresh air and move. And walking past the tree, the one at the top of the hill that makes the most perfect rustling sound, made me feel better. Optimistic.

I guess it doesn't really matter how many times I circle back to this. This feeling of being lost and confused and overwhelmed and like I'm just not doing it right. Life. Motherhood. Work. Anything. Everything. As long as I recognize it and make the effort to do better. 


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