Baby girl is almost 6 and a half months… and had her first swing experience at the park. It was a great family outing with beautiful weather and she loved the swings. Our little daredevil. 😎
Her cute little peanut face, finger in the mouth, that smile.. and that hat… heart melt. 😍
Dare I say out loud?! She also slept 12 hours last night with one wake up at 5AM (when I woke her up to feed her and she went right back to bed for 2.5 hours). I love our little sleeper.
It’s hard to believe that our baby girls is already 6 months old… even harder to believe that we have been at this parenting thing for 6 months. It’s so cliche but really… how fast the time goes. It’s enough to make my head spin. There are a lot of crazy events in the news these days – mindless, tragic, hateful crimes – and I often wish I could give my baby girl a better world to live in. What I am realizing is that it’s the other way around. Baby girl makes this world a better place for me… the joy she brings to my every day, and the hope she gives me for a brighter future. Ah, I’m being overly sentimental… again.
I love this little peanut so much… <3
I decided to overcome the fear of traveling with an infant alone and booked a flight on Tuesday leaving the next day (yesterday) to meet hubs in Chicago. Baby girl and I are tired but doing well and she didn’t cry once on the flight, instead she smiled and cooed at everyone instead of sleeping. Everyone adored her 🙂 Success or just good luck? I don’t care, I’ll take it! (P.S. Noteworthy life first – changing a poopie diaper at 32,000 feet in mild turbulence).
The day was a
good great one. With hubs back in town after almost a week in Europe, we started the morning with a hearty family breakfast (courtesy of chef hubs) a hashed potato with arugula/avocado/parm salad, topped with two over easy eggs (YUM). After a couple hours of baby care and some client work, I started making my awesome red meat sauce later in the morning to be ready for a delicious pasta dinner. With an infant, we have learned to divide tasks, keep it simple, and to plan ahead… way ahead… in order to be productive.
With sauce simmering on super low heat, I took baby girl for a nice walk to Paul Revere Park. She napped and I snapped (photos, that is) of some beautiful spring scenery in Charlestown, MA. I felt the beauty around me and it added romance to the tedium of feeding schedules and nap times that govern the life of a work-at-home mom. It’s so easy to feel dowdy, despite all the amazing parts of being a new mom, because we have to surrender so much of ourselves. For the first few months of being a mom, I felt like I didn’t know myself anymore – I felt as if I ceased to be my spunky, creative self and had become a boring, clock abiding, feeding machine… at least that’s how I felt. But, I decided that I am not going down like that…
I believe my daughter will be a stronger woman for witnessing a living example of one every day.
As such, I intend to keep as much of my individuality and creativity beating in my heart as is possible, while making home a sweet place, and motherhood a worthy calling. I am lucky to have a husband who supports me in my pursuits and who also makes the sacrifice of working hard for our family every day. Days like this remind me how very blessed I am in every circumstance and how I couldn’t wish for anything more. 🙂
What’s for breakfast today? Super Yogurt… 🙂 It’s such a simple and healthy meal… light, but filling… and delicious (P.S. It doesn’t matter how good something is for me, if it tastes bad, I won’t eat it.) Also, as a new mom of a beautiful baby girl, I can’t labor over every meal, so when I’m on my own, quick and easy is a must.
I’m no health nut but I challenge myself to make healthy foods taste great without compromising the nutritional integrity of the food. What do I mean by that? Well, sugar coating and chocolate dipped can make almost anything taste good, but the net health benefit is probably negative, right? Even when I am craving something unhealthy like cake or cookies, I am constantly halving or replacing sugar and butter in recipes, and instead using spices to bolster flavor. Anyway, this yogurt (banana flavored) with Nature Valley granola, chia seeds, and goji berries (not to be mistaken with craisins) leaves nothing to be desired on the health front. You can add any of the toppings to personal preference, but it’s got great texture (crunch from the granola and chia seeds, chew from the goji berries, smooth from the yogurt) and flavor. When I use plain yogurt, I will probably add a little honey… Enjoy!
A fellow new mommy friend visited us in Charlestown today… we had lunch and walked around Paul Revere Park, stumbling across a cool little hidden walkway. For the 7-8 minute stretch of path, we ventured under an overpass into a cool CandyLand-esque world. What a treat!
It’s always nice to spend time with fellow mommies who are going through similar phases with their babies cause the truth is,
Being a mom can feel lonely sometimes even when it seems we never have a moment to ourselves… ever.
So, sure… we can stroll along and get by just fine on our own… but why stroll alone? I love having the support of genuine mommy friends and would hate to go the road alone.
Cause high fives are awesome and so is our baby girl… 🙂 It’s true when they say babies soak up everything they see and hear like sponges.
Do not to underestimate tiny humans.
They understand and “get” a lot more than we give them credit for. And repetition is king. Sure, this high five leaves much to be desired by way of strength and enthusiasm, but baby girl is learning and that is cool beans to watch every day. #Winning #4Months
Koreans celebrate an infant’s first 100 days, 백일 (pronounced “Baek-il”)… First, here’s a little background that I borrowed from AsiaSociety.org:
“Long ago in Korea childhood diseases were common and the survival rate for new born babies was very low. The high death rate was due to a lack of medical information, poor hygiene, Korea’s harsh winters and humid summers, and many other childhood related diseases. To protect their children and to give the best chance of survival, parents refrained from taking the baby outdoors until the 100th day after the birth. On that 100th day, a family would traditionally pray and give food offerings to thank the Shaman spirit of childbirth for the child having survived this difficult period. If the child was sick at this time, the family would pass the day without celebration or party as this would be considered bad luck for the infant. At this time in Korea, the 100th day was seen as a critical day of a child’s life.
If the child was in good health, the spirit was honored with offerings of rice and sea mustard soup in gratitude for having cared for the infant and the mother, and for having helped them live through a difficult period. Rice cakes and wine also played a huge part in the celebrations. Tradition claimed that by placing the rice cakes at the four compass points within the house the child would be protected. Another belief was that if the steamed rice cakes were shared with 100 people, the infant would have a long and healthy life. Therefore, rice cakes were sent to as many family, relatives and friends as possible to help celebrate the happiness of the occasion.
Traditionally the number 100 has a deep meaning of maturity in Korea; making it past the first 100 days was a sign that you would live to see your first birthday, and making it past your first birthday was a sign that you would make it out of infancy. Improvements in medicine, rapid development and modern industrialization have led to the Shamanistic reasons for the celebration being reduced. The event is still celebrated in modern day Korea as a time of congratulations for the parents and family, however it is important not to forget the traditions and meanings behind the celebration.”
Well, in a nutshell… our baby girl has made it through the first hundred days and though the traditional reasons for celebrating this milestone are no longer as relevant with medical advances, the fact that we (as first time parents) made it through was symbolic and meaningful for us and we wanted to mark the occasion with a small family party.
Truth be told, none of it went down as planned. The few family members we had over proved to be too much excitement for baby girl to handle. My husband was making dinner and entertaining while I tried to calm baby into sleep. Oh well, we tried. A few days later, we had a simple Easter brunch with the godparents and finally got to put baby in the dress she’s been staring at for over a week for some cute pictures.
It was all fun and smiles.. until it wasn’t. But, we got some really cute pictures.. Happy 100 Days to our baby girl! #Winning
Baby girl is 12 weeks and already loves to sing along… melts my heart like butter on a warm croissant (yum). 🙂