posted on: Sunday, September 14, 2014
It's been beautiful and cool here in the city, the perfect opportunity to layer some of my favorites! I have been obsessed with these overalls for a while now, they are super comfortable and they are nursing friendly. I truly have the most fun dressing for fall. I have always been a girl who loves layers and baggy clothing, and fall lends me the opportunity to wear things like that.
Have a great week!
Overalls-Vintage| Shirt- H&M Men| Clogs- c/o Swedish Hasbeens| Headwrap- Gift| Cuff- Vintage| Up24 c/o Jawbone| Necklace- Brooklyn Charm|
posted on: Thursday, September 11, 2014
One super late night right after we had Oak, I believe he was about three days old then, Peter and I started bickering. I was completely and utterly exhausted then, I just had a 24 hour labor and since I was riding the labor high, I still didn't sleep much in the day. My body was officially in overdrive and my emotions were laid out all over the place. Peter was a mess too. He had been running back and forth between our house and the hospital the first two days, trying to show River some attention while she was at our place with his mom, and trying to show me some too after I just had Oak. I can't forget to mention he was my rock throughout the entire labor, and he hadn't slept a wink as well. I needed him and we labored together. Needless to say we were a hot mess and we had this new tiny human in our home, looking at us (mainly me) for food and comfort. Oak had spent that night crying on and off, and I continued to nurse him throughout each whimper to help comfort him and to help my milk come on in. Little did I know then, he was dehydrated as my milk wasn't coming in fast enough for his needs. (Thankfully after seeing the doctor two days after, my milk had come in super strong) I remember holding him as he was crying and thinking; "Was this a mistake" It was all irrational, hormonal, and helpless thoughts that I can thankfully laugh at now. For a bit there, I felt completely helpless and sad that even for a split second, I had second guessed such a beautiful and profound gift.
Honestly, thinking back on that time a little less than three months ago, I not only want to laugh a little at my ridiculous hormone induced thoughts, but I want to cry. Not out of sadness, but out of joy. Three months, it's amazing. I've hit my peek as a mother of two I believe. The hormones have settled, I feel more into my body, River is so in love with him, and Oak is an angel baby. I am so incredibly overwhelmed with how good we've got it in the Staubs' household.
Life with two comes with its fair share of obstacles, but I wouldn't change any of it for the world. The days where I am completely and utterly exhausted are long gone, and I'm so thankful for that. It seems as if everyone has found their place in our family, and they're happy with it. I often reference a puzzle when I'm trying to explain how everything works now. Oak was our last missing piece, and now we all just stick and move together so well. Our days are completely crazy and full, and speed by within a blink, just like I knew they would. I remember one of my first outings with the two of them, and my friend had told me I looked great and totally capable. It was the biggest compliment I could receive then. I remember giving myself silent affirmations prior during the first few weeks whenever things got tough, or my mama of two nerves got the best of me. "You've got this" "This too shall pass" had played over and over in my head, giving me just enough to power through the tough moments and the nerve induced first outings. I knew that I loved these two irresistible kids of mine, but I needed to feel as though I was good at what I was embarking on. I needed to feel capable. I needed someone to notice and give me that sweet nudge. Today, I feel more than capable, it all feels rather easy to speak truthfully. I no longer feel as though I am the rope in a relentless game of tug a war. I feel their deep unwavering love for me, and goodness it's making me cry as I type this. I feel it, and with that I can never ever doubt my position in this world. Yes, this is it. This is why I am here, to feel this deep boundless connection with them. My heart wants to burst in the most cliche of ways. They are it. Thank you River and Oak for choosing me to be your mama.
Photos during one of our first few weeks home|
Photography Peter Staubs
posted on: Wednesday, September 10, 2014
How is it Wednesday already? The week is practically half way through, summer is over, and here in New York City it's officially sweater weather, yay! I think I'm being pretty redundant when I say this tiny portion of the year is my favorite. It's such an incredibly short time, but really it's the best time of the year. Layers, a cool breeze, our windows are open all night, and the cutest kids clothes. I like how easy it is to dress the kids in the summer, but goodness I love the eclectic patterns and funky shoes that appear in fall.
Here are a few things that are on my shopping list.
posted on: Friday, September 5, 2014
- Napping toes, obviously my favorite.
- When I catch her "reading" on her own in her bed my heart swells with pride.
- Laundry day.
- Tummy time stubbornness.
- Non napping toes, but just as cute.