What to do, what to do.

This afternoon my very sweet husband is giving me a couple hours off from mommy duty to...well,to do whatever I would like. I don't even know what to do with myself. It's something that is so rare for most of us mothers that it's hard to even remember what we used to do BC (before child).

I do know that I need it, though. Wyatt spent three days in full-on teething hell. He was running fevers, snot nosed, and cranky as could be. He couldn't stand for me to leave his side. So I didn't. I cuddled. I consoled. I was pinned down on the couch for hours at a time while he napped through the pain. By 7pm last night, I felt like I had run some sort of mommy marathon. I need a break.

It will probably just be a few small errands and a Starbucks coffee, but hell, after the past couple of days, that is just the kind of two hour vacation I need.

Computer troubles and other complications.

I have a lot if things I would like to blog about right now, but in the last three or for days, I have experienced multiple computer/internet problems, a randomly sick husband, and a feverish, teething toddler. None of these things are conducive to perfective blogging (or effective house cleaning).

Just know, you have not been forgotten, simply put on the back burner.

I choose to be superficial today.

Oh new dress, you have lingered in my closet for the last nine days, sad and neglected. No more, I say.
The last few days have been a bit trying. After three whole days of ritualistic, homeopathic wound cleaning and treatment, as well a the exhaustion of battling an infection the old fashioned way, I need a win.
So today, I choose to be superficial. I choose to feel pretty, even if it means looking a little ridiculous prancing around the house in a seersucker dress because we have nowhere to go. Even if it means wearing an apron to do the dishes. Even if it means impractically wearing my hair down in 90 degree Central Florida weather. Today I choose frivolity.
Give it a shot; you might like it too.

Wyatt meets watermelon.

One of the greatest lessons I have learned about parenting is to take even the smallest of victories when you can get them.

Anyone who knows Wyatt has probably heard me describe him as a picky eater. Getting my boog to eat anything other than jarred baby food (which I should have NEVER introduced) or crunchy snacks has been a major struggle for us. I have done my best to be patient and give Wyatt the time he needs to get comfortable, but it is definitely frustrating at times.

Once a week or so, I will feel inspired to introduce a new solid for him to try. It usually ends up with him spitting it out, shaking his head, and throwing said food on the floor. Who knew a fourteen-month-old could be so fiercely opinionated? This week, I decided to give watermelon a go. Why not? We had three full ziploc bags of it leftover from Jason's party, and I am getting pretty tired of it already. He LOVED it! Like, shoveling-multiple-pieces-in-his-mouth-at-a-time kind of love. Like, stealing my watermelon out of MY bowl kind of love. I could not be more thrilled.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Wyatt and watermelon.

Making the best of it.

This Thursday morning is not our typical Thursday morning. Normally, I would be getting Wyatt and myself ready for a walk with Brie and Jack, but on this particular morning I have to make my third visit (in less than a month) to the dentist in order to get proper authorization for an oral surgeon. Don't get me started on the many frustrations that go hand-in-hand with having an HMO.

In order to make the best of my morning and not get too bummed, I turned to my very neglected (and very dusty) DSLR. It's old; it needs to be repaired; it gets the job done. It felt really nice to get a few real photos of my little one and tinker around with a little photo editing. Why did I ever stop doing this?

Very Good Things

I am not going to even try to claim this as my idea. A certain blogger friend of mine started a little trend where you post a weekly list of all of the "Very Good Things" happening in your life. I thought I would start off this new blog with one of my own.

Wyatt. Always Wyatt.
Successful birthday parties
Lots of leftovers. Make that TONS of leftovers.
The Song of Ice and Fire book series
Resuming my bi-weekly stroller walks
Coffee dates
Cute finds from Francesca's
Jewelry making
Homemade salsa
A well-deserved glass of red wine
Succulent terrariums
Tissue paper flowers
Optimism
That thirty minutes spent watching Family Guy with Jason before I pass out for the night

What's good in your life?

Back in the Saddle

That's right, ladies and gentlemen: I'm back. I would be dancing around the living room belting out the song at top volume (you KNOW the song), except that Wyatt is taking a much needed nap.

So why am I back? Easy: I miss writing. I love putting my thoughts, feelings, experiences, joys, and sorrows out there for others to relate to. This time, I am taking a new approach. This is my happy place. This is my place to center myself. This is my place to let friends and family, near or far, into our little world.

What can you expect? Pictures, expect lots and lots of pictures. Expect opinions. Expect recipes. Expect craft projects. Expect love. Expect ads (hey, a girl has to do whatever she can to make a little moohlah, right?).

Welcome everyone! Drop me a line anytime to say hello!