Monday, September 29, 2014

A Golden Recap

We had a lovely, lovely weekend. A "golden weekend" in which B was home for two whole days. Which is such a luxury for us now. I never understood what a blessing a 2 day weekend was until they were taken away - I definitely took weekends for granted. Now, when B and I get a full weekend together, I am oh, so thankful.

We filled our time with a pizza dinner and movie night. A fun 1st birthday party - so glad to have been able to catch up with some old friends from Macon - followed by dinner with family. Our normal Sunday morning church routine followed by lunch with more family. A yummy meatloaf and mashed potatoes dinner. And homemade chocolate chip cookies (courtesy of moi). 

I took absolutely no pictures - except for the one of the cookie making process above. We were too busy soaking in our time together to think about stopping for photos. And you know what? The lack of pictures didn't make for an exciting blog post (sorry) but it sure made for a nice couple of days. Sometimes, you just need that special time with the ones you love.

I hope that you all had a wonderful weekend. I have a few fun posts lined up this week, so stay tuned for those. Oh, and before I go, can I just say: How is the world is it almost October? Don't get me wrong. October, November and December are is my favorite triumvirate of months, so I am definitely looking forward to them. But I just don't feel prepared. I don't have Caleb's Halloween costume. I haven't even started thinking about Christmas plans (which is now three months away)...But I better get on it. Because it's coming. Whether I am ready or not! 

Friday, September 26, 2014

Happenings {Oh Hey, Friday!}

Well, don't I just deserve the best blogger ever award. For a grand total of three posts this week. I know, I know. I am such an overachiever. (Said in best sarcastic voice).

But seriously. This week has kicked my bootay. Kicked it good. I lost a night of sleep earlier in the week, and just never recovered from it. Living with a toddler will do that to you. After all, no matter what time my little man goes to bed, he's always up bright and early - at the same time each day. Never any sleeping in for this mama.

Moving on... Today, I thought I'd use my five things to share some happenings from the week. Sound good? Great. Here we go.

1. A McDonalds Indiscretion
Yesterday, I swung through the drive-through at good ol' Mickey D's for cheeseburgers for Caleb and I. Gross, I know. But it was soooo good. I feel like I should be a lot more sorry than I am for this. But nope. Sometimes you just need a cheeseburger and fries.

2. The Return of My Show
For those of you that might be living under a rock, Scandal returned last night. I was so pumped for the premiere. In fact, sweet Amy and I were counting down right up until the start time. And it didn't disappoint. I won't share any spoilers, in the event that some of you missed it. But if you did, go on and catch up. Like, now.

3. Fall in the Air
Now that fall has officially arrived, I've just been waiting for the weather to catch the memo. And this week, it did. Fall is literally in the air around here now. Our daytime highs have been in the 70's. It has been glorious. We've left our front door open during the day, so that the cool breezes can blow through the screen door. And Caleb and I have taken walks and played outside. Without sweating. I almost forgot what it feels like to be outside without sweating. Sometimes, it's the small things.

4. Another Note on That...
To celebrate the arrival of my favorite season, I pulled out my crockpot and whipped up a fall staple. Chili. We've eaten it for two nights this week. And loved every second of it. I haven't been that interested in cooking until recently. But something about fall - and all the spices, and scents, and tastes - just get me so much more excited for cooking and baking than any other season. I can't wait to make cranberry pumpkin bread, apple pie, spicy sausage casserole, white bean chili, monkey bread, apple cinnamon muffins and more. Yum. Yum. And more yum.

5. Preschool Picture Day
Tuesday was preschool picture day. So I dressed the little man in a plaid button up and khakis, combed his overly-long locks into some semblance of order, and marveled at how amazingly handsome he was. Lord. I'm going to be in for it one day. The girls are just going to love him. He sure has his mama wrapped around his little finger. That's a definite. And I wouldn't have it any other way.


You all know the drill now. If you'd like to participate in the fun weekly Friday link-up, pop over and visit Karli of September Farm and Amy of The Farmer's Wife. 

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

The Whirlwind {Weekend Review}

First of all, thank you all so much for your sweet words of encouragement in regard to the mention in yesterday's post of the late night doctor visit for Caleb. He is doing just fine! He's been battling a cold for a couple of days, but we took him in last night because a scraped knee resulted in an infection - which we realized after bath time last night, when the wound broke open and started draining pus. Ew. Poor baby. He's currently on a round of antibiotics, and already acting as though he's feeling better, so that's a relief. This picture was taken yesterday afternoon, so as you can see, the little man is doing just fine:)

After our whirlwind of a weekend, a day at home yesterday was just what Caleb and I both needed. We stayed and in our pajamas for most of the day, and recuperated from all the running around we'd done for the previous three days. Caleb was an absolute trooper for the whole weekend, but I could tell he needed some down time badly, so we never even left the house.

This weekend was a scheduled work weekend for B. They happen every other weekend on the rotation he is on right now. Knowing that we wouldn't be seeing much of him, I made the decision to pack Caleb and I up to visit my parents for the weekend. We headed out bright and early Friday morning, and arrived at my parents house just before lunchtime. My mom took the day off work, and my dad and sister happened to be at the house as well, so everyone was around. We relaxed for a bit, and enjoyed some homemade broccoli soup, courtesy of my Momma. And after lunch, we did a bit of running around. We hit the mall, visiting Gap and Macys - where I picked up a birthday gift for my dad and a shirt for B. In fact, I bought for my dad, Caleb, and B. And bought not one thing for myself. My hubby would be proud. I didn't set out with intentions to buy anything for Caleb, but couldn't turn down this adorable find.
Jack-o-Lantern Tee
After our shopping venture, we headed to a bridal store to look at some bridesmaid dresses. My sister's wedding date has been set for next summer, so the wedding planning is in full swing. She wanted me to try on a few different style dresses to get a better idea of what she wanted for her big day. And it was a good thing we did do some trying on, as the dress she'd been possibly considering ended up not looking quite as elegant on as she'd hoped (think major boobage!) She did find some other good options though, so I think she at least has a better idea of what she wants to go with. I'll be excited to find out which dress she chooses.

It was almost dinner time by that time, so we headed back to my parents' house. My sister got ready and headed downtown for Music Midtown with a few of her friends, while my mom, dad, Caleb and I headed to Fellini's in Buckhead for dinner. B was able to get off in time to join us, so that was nice. And he invited a fellow resident and his fiance, so my parents got to meet them as well. They are getting married next year, so we got to hear a bit about their wedding planning, and they were excited to meet Caleb for the first time (although, I have to say, meeting him probably made them decide to hold off on having kids anytime soon, lol!) Truly though, by the time we were done with dinner, it was after 9:30, which is way past Caleb's bedtime, so it was definitely time to head home. Upon getting home, we did birthday cake and gifts for my dad - whose birthday was earlier last week. And not long after that, we headed to bed. Despite being completely exhausted, our sickly little boy kept us up almost all night. Ugh. He couldn't breathe well with the congestion he was suffering, and just never fell into the deep sleep he normally does. I felt so bad for my sweet husband, who ended up sleeping through his alarm out of sheer exhaustion, and then heading to work on such little sleep. Poor guy. Luckily for me, my mom came and scooped Caleb up on Saturday morning and offered to keep him occupied for a while so that I could sleep for another hour or so. Which I did.

Once we were all up and around, we played with Caleb for a bit and then headed to lunch at Chick-fil-A. Caleb was acting a bit more tired and fussy on Saturday, so we knew we didn't want to be out for too long. We visited Carter's to take part in the Friends & Family sale, and then headed home to rest for a bit and get ready to go to the Braves game. My mom's office hosts a Braves night every year for anyone who wants to go. They offer club level suites with all you can eat food and drink, so it's always a fun time. Caleb got to go last year - in fact, here's a reminder of what he looked like at his first Braves game. My tiny little baby. He looks so different from just one year ago.

We had a great time last year, so we were looking forward to it this year. My sister and Chris got to come this time. And B got off work early enough to join us, which was exciting, as with his work schedule, there's just never any guarantees. The Braves didn't end up winning, but we still had a great time. Here's a few shots from the night.

It wasn't until after I looked through all of these pictures that I realized a few things. A) I need a haircut badly - my hair just looks long and boring, with no shape. B) Caleb needs a haircut badly - his precious curls are really verging on mullet status. Which is not cute. C) B needs a haircut. Sensing a theme here? And D) Caleb got eaten up my mosquitos while visiting my parents. He literally got 3 bits on just his little face - which you can see in the pictures. Those dots that kind of resemble chicken pox? Yeah, those are the dang bites. So sad.

Despite our lack of good hair (ha!), we had a great time at the game. We stayed through the end of the 8th inning before heading out. So Caleb had yet another late night. Thankfully, he slept a lot better at my parent's house on Saturday night than he did Friday night, so B and I were finally able to get some rest. B headed out early Sunday morning to head back to work. And Caleb and I slept in. Knowing that little man wasn't feeling well, my parents and I decided to forgo our Sunday morning church routine, and just stayed home. My mom made a yummy breakfast of cinnamon rolls and my dad whipped up an omelette, and it was so nice to be cooked for instead of doing the cooking. After breakfast, we just hung out around the house for the rest of the morning and into the afternoon. We relaxed in our jammies, watched some Disney Channel faves and played with the little man. Around 3:00, B called to say he was off work and headed home, so Caleb and I packed up and headed out then too. We were excited to get at least a bit of quality time together before the start of another week. We kissed my family goodbye and headed out. 

Sunday night, we finished off the weekend with a Mexican dinner date, a family walk around the neighborhood, and some relaxing together - until bathtime. When we realized a trip to urgent care was needed. And there went our night. Such is life as a parent, right? Just thankful that Caleb is ok. Thankful that we have access to medicine to help him heal. And thankful that my baby doesn't have to suffer. Those are things we take for granted, and really shouldn't.

If you're still with me, bless you. This might be my longest post yet. Hope you're all having a good week!

Monday, September 22, 2014

I'll Be Back...

After a whirlwind weekend, followed by a late night trip to the after-hours pediatric urgent care last night, I am just catching up on a few things this morning. But I will be back tomorrow with a normal post.

For now, I couldn't let today go by without a little happy dance. It's the first day of fall, y'all. Get excited!

Happy Fall by WhimseyandWanderlust on Etsy, $12.50

Friday, September 19, 2014

This v. That {Oh Hey, Friday!}

Today, Caleb and I are off to spend the weekend with my family in Atlanta. B is working all weekend, so the little man and I are looking forward to getting in some quality time with my parents and my sister. My dad's birthday was earlier this week, so we will be having a belated celebration of that. My sister found her wedding dress last weekend (eek!), so we will be paying a visit to the bridal store so that we can see the dress in person - cue the tears. And finally, we will be taking Caleb to his second annual Braves game at Turner Field. Last year, he was just 4 months old when we took him to a game, and he loved it. But this year, he will be so much more aware of what's going on, so I can't wait to watch him take it all in. We've been battling both the dreaded teething monster, as well as the onset of a cold (think: completely sleepless nights for the last 2 nights or so), so keeping my fingers crossed that my little man cooperates and feels good so that we can all have some fun.

In other news, I'm back today for the weekly "Oh hey, Friday!" link up (link up information can be found at the end of this post). And today, I have some earth shattering things to share. Ok. Not really. But I do have a few - very shallow and unnecessary - things I need your input on. They are all things that I am contemplating purchasing in the near future, but haven't made my mind up on yet. I like to call it "This v. That." Your job is to help me decided on either this or that. And, go.

1. Puffer Vests
I think I want one. I've even narrowed it down to a color (red). But, do I go with the $40 Old Navy option (left), or the $80 Gap one (right)?


2. Halloween Treat Bags
Caleb will only be 17 months at Halloween this year. While he may wear a costume, I doubt we will be going door-to-door to trick-or-treat. But that hasn't stopped me from perusing adorable treat bag options. And, of course, Pottery Barn is in the running. Fellow mamas - would this precious bag be a worthwhile investment? Or would it be better to wait and purchase this when he is older and will actually be trick-or-treating?

Pumpkin Felt Tote Treat Bag

3. Black Booties
I recently purchased these adorable herringbone booties. And love them. So much so, that I'd like a pair in black. However, I recently noticed that Target carries a very similar option. So, do I go with the tried and true TOMS wedges (top)? Or take a chance on the fraction-of-the-price Target knock offs (bottom)?
'Desert' Wedge Bootie (Women)
Women's Mossimo® Estella Wedge Booties

4. Patterned Scarves
All I've been hearing about is the infamous plaid Zara scarf that was so elusive last year, and that has apparently made a comeback this year. Of course, I was never quick enough to grab one. But that doesn't mean I can't still jump on the patterned scarf train. But, in what scheme? The classic black, red and green plaid (left)? Or a buffalo check (left)? 

Plaid Lace Infinity Scarf       


After returning the ridiculously-priced Fryes that I'd coveted for so long, I am back on the hunt for a pair of boots. I've found a pair that I like, but I've also had many suggestions toward a completely different pair (which both happen to be made by the same designer!) So, should I go with the light caramel pair - which I could totally see paired with black leggings or dark jeans (left)? Or the cognac pair - which look a bit dressier to me (right)? 

So, let me have it ladies. I need some opinions! 

If you'd like to join the weekly Oh Hey, Friday fun, simply pop on over to visit Karli of September Farm and Amy of The Farmer's Wife. 

Hope you all have a fabulous Friday!

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

A Mothering Milestone

For the last six weeks or so, Caleb has been attending a Mother's Morning Out preschool program twice a week. It's been a great thing for us both, as it gives Caleb a chance to play and interact with other children his age (which he doesn't get a chance to do much otherwise, as we don't know too many people in this new town yet). It also gives me a chance to get some work done every week. I am still working part-time for B's dad, and I rely on the several hours a week that Caleb is gone to get the majority of my work done. When Caleb's home, he's full speed. And he's not, and never has been, a good napper, so I can't rely on long nap times to get things done.

The first couple of weeks of preschool drop off were rough. Caleb would cling so tightly to me, I was sure he would eventually rip my clothing off, creating a somewhat embarrassing scene. He would kick, and cry so loudly - with real tears - that I felt like an absolute monster leaving him. I would usually hand him off, and then rush to my car with tears welling up in my own eyes at the thought of leaving my poor little baby crying. 

Everyone told me that it would take a couple of weeks, but that eventually, Caleb would be comfortable enough that drop off wouldn't be quite so traumatic. I looked forward to the day when I wouldn't have to feel quite so terrible at every drop off. But secretly, I was also dreading the day in which Caleb ran off without a backward glance. Dreading the day in which I felt like he didn't need me anymore.

Well, folks. That day was yesterday.

We headed to school at the usual time. Instead of carrying Caleb into the building, as I did for the first couple of weeks, lately I've been letting him walk next to me. So, I unbuckled him from his carseat, pulled him out of the car, set him on the ground, firmly gripped his tiny little hand in mine, and we set off. Me walking slowly while he toddled along beside me. My favorite feeling in the world. We got inside, and headed down the hallway to his classroom. I expected him to start to resist me, as he did last week. Last week, he planted his little feet as soon as he saw his classroom door, and wouldn't walk any further - I had to carry him the last couple of steps last week. But yesterday, he just kept right on walking. Right through the door. Right up to one of his little friends, and several brightly colored toys. I let go of his hand, and he looked up at me. His little face screwed up. His little chin quivered. He let out a teeny cry. He reached for his pacifier (which was clipped to the collar of his polo). But instead of popping it into his mouth, he pulled the clip off, and handed the whole pacifier to me. His little body was shaking from trying not to cry. My brave little boy. So, so brave. I put his paci into his little bag in the event that he did indeed decide he needed it later on that morning, hung the bag on his hook, gave him a kiss and left. He was still fighting tears as I was leaving, but just a minute after I'd stepped out, I peeked back in, and he was off and running. 

I exited the building, hopped into my car. And broke down. And y'all. I cried for the better part of the entire three hours he was there. No joke. I called my best friend and cried. I talked to my mom and cried. Spoke to B and cried. I am oh, so proud of my little man for being such a big, brave boy. My heart could just explode with pride. But oh, it hurt so bad at the same time. A part of me felt like I was just dying. My teeny little man is not so teeny anymore. He won't always need me. And every milestone is a strong reminder of this. It's a hard reality to face.

When I went to pick Caleb up, I couldn't help being just a teeny bit satisfied to know that he'd been waiting impatiently for me to arrive since seeing another classmate's mother pick her child up a few minutes prior. There were tears in his little eyes, and he couldn't get to me fast enough when he saw me at the door. I've never been so grateful to scoop his little body up and squeeze him close. My little buddy.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

These Things, I Know...

I am not one of those people who pretends to know everything. I am very aware that there are lots of things I don't know, and therefore, won't act like I do. However, there are a few things that I DO know. And today, I'm going to share them with you. Because, really, what else is there to talk about on a random Tuesday?

Here we go...

The Art of Holding Hands Forever: Pictures of Elderly Couples in Love. This is the promise Josh and I made to one another, we're playing for keeps.

Never stop holding hands with your man. Always cuddle. Always kiss.

Everything goes on sale. Eventually. Patience, grasshoppers. Patience. Very few things are worth full price.

McDonalds is ok once in a while.

Shutterfly books take a heck of a lot of time to make. Worth it? Yes. But good grief. Settle in when you prepare to create one of those babies.

Expensive mascara is not worth the money. The drugstore stuff is just fine.

Sarcasm is totally underrated. And under-used.

Flowers are nice once in a while. But they do die. Love letters are better.

Baby powder works just as good as dry shampoo. Maybe better.

Toddlers are a whole lot of work. Is it wrong that I sometimes wish my baby was still back in the reclining, or even crawling, phase? It was so easy when I could set him down in one place and he would just stay there.

Donuts are the bomb.

No matter what anyone says, including the 'fashion forward', white pants shouldn't be worn after Labor Day. Or before Memorial Day. Sorry.

Blog friends are just as real as IRL friends.

Diamonds aren't a girl's best friend. They're just shiny rocks.

And money can't buy happiness.

Macaroni is the best comfort food. Followed closely by grilled cheese sandwiches.

Sometimes, a day spent in pjs is just as productive as a day spent in real clothing. Especially if it's a cold, rainy day. Those kind of days call for pjs and hot chocolate.

Just-out-of-the-bath babies smell better than anything in this entire world. Hands down.

And baby kisses and cuddles can't be beat.