Hello there friends! It's the middle of another month- one month closer to Fall I might add- so Elizabeth and I are linking up to share our confessions with you! You can check out Elizabeth's confessions here and feel free to share your own in the comment section below. :)
And speaking of Elizabeth, she just released her first ebook called Maternity Leave 101: A Free e-Course for the Pregnant Teacher. You can it out here!
As I was dressing Natalie one morning, I was thinking how much tiny buttons in the back of baby clothes are a pain- they're so much easier to button when they're in the front. So later that day, I was trying to figure out how Natalie got an ink mark (that almost looked like a stamp) on the top, front part of her shirt. Turns out as I looked closer that it was the tag that's printed on the clothes, which meant I had put her shirt on backwards and those tiny buttons were made for the front after all. But the best part of all of this is that I did the same thing with the exact same shirt two weeks later and didn't notice it (again) until we were out and about for the day. Sweet thing- fashion is not her mama's strength. :)
Sometimes I feel like I could pass out myself when I get Ryan and Natalie down for nap or bed, but then I can't help but stare at their little sleeping selves and wish I could go right back in and crawl in their cribs and snuggle.
Earlier this week, Ryan had to nap in our bed while his room was being painted. It was the first time he had slept outside of a crib or pack 'n play, so I wanted to make sure he felt comfortable and would do okay in a big bed. Well I guess I read one too many stories and attempted to sing one too many songs because the sweet buddy looked at me and said, "Mommy, I just want to close my eyes." --Right. Got it. No need to continue then.
When Ryan was first talking, he would say "oopie daisy" when he dropped something. So we adopted the phrase and still say it when we're with him and something falls. So last week, when I was at Bed, Bath and Beyond (it's worth mentioning I was at the store by myself- no kids in tow), a worker was helping me find a wedding gift and accidentally dropped a box from the top shelf. And as it hit the floor I said kind of loudly, "Oopie daisy!" and then just didn't even know how to explain it so I just let it sit like it was a completely normal thing to say.
That's it for this month! Feel free to share your own confessions below and don't forget to check out Elizabeth's here!