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Thursday, July 31, 2014

This is what eight months looks like

Disclaimer: This post is entirely self-serving.  It's my own little online scrapbook so I remember what Grace was like at 8 months. 

Congratulations to Eric and me!  With much help from our families, we have successfully kept another human being alive for almost nine months.  This is no small task.  (Trust me. More on this another time).


What should get top billing for month 8?  Crawling!  Ladies and gentlemen, we have mobility.  And it is a game changer. I can put her in the middle of our living room surrounded by toys and she can get whatever she wants by herself, even find me in the kitchen if she so chooses.  Awesome.  She can also escape the living room and find her way to any number of cords, dog bones, outlets, and endless amounts of seemingly innocent objects which now strike terror into the heart of this mother.  Scary.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

What do you like better, Christmas or wedding season?

I need a new hairdo.  You could land a jet liner on that forehead.

Well hello there!  It's been a long time.  Way longer than I intended.  However, life has been very busy and exciting around here lately!  Wedding season, baby! My sister Alexis got married on July 11th, and the weeks before and after were spent planning, showering, buying, executing (plans not people although sometimes....), primping, oohing and ahhing. 

It all turned out perfectly, as true love does.  I'll share some pictures of our fun throughout this post.  If I can figure out how to do that.

AHA.  Not so hard!  Here are some photos from the bridal shower:

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

The start of something new

Well hello there.

I'm Erin and this is my blog. 

(Ok I've seriously spent the last ten minutes trying to write why I'm creating this blog and I feel like everything is falling short of just what I am trying to say.  Also my husband is eating spicy Szechuan green beans across from me and his mouth noises are making me INSANE, therefore it is very difficult to focus on the task at hand.)

Anyway, with this blog I hope to share with you all the beautiful, hilarious, bizarre things that make up my life.  It's also my intention to create an online archive on which to reflect when my baby becomes a toddler and then a big kid and I wonder where the time went.  I hope you enjoy these snippets I share as much as I enjoy writing them.

So.  Where to begin?  Today is Tuesday.  The NBA finals are on, my dog is chewing a bone by my feet and my baby is SLEEPING IN HER CRIB (you might not know this yet, but this is a huge, huge, HUGE milestone).  My husband (henceforth known as Eric) and I finished a late "dinner" consisting of the aforementioned spicy green beans, a piece of toast (him), Dorito crumbs (me), and our signature beverage, Bacardi and Diet Coke (we call them rumadums. Don't ask).  Except we only had enough rum for one dum (ok two but the beans were really, really spicy. Don't judge.) so Eric gallantly drank Captain Morgan instead. When you are 30 and you have a baby and you're kind of broke, this is a symbol of love and sacrifice.  Thanks Eric.  I love you.

Do you ever step back from your life and wonder, "how the heck did I get here?"  For example, tonight: why am I half watching the NBA playoffs, and why do I half care who wins, and why has my living room been taken over by baby toys (wait, how am I even old enough to have my own living room...?)  and does anyone else have odd conversations with their husbands about their twitter feeds and wait, WHY is the Heat losing? They're even playing at home.  Wait, WHY do I care??

Seriously, how did I get here?

Do you ever feel that way?

I know we all have beautiful, unique lives...but sometimes, especially in our social media culture, other people's lives tend to look pretty perfect. That's a sham, man. And I also know that as we journey on our life-path, things can get lonely, or change unexpectedly in an instant. So with this social media blog, it's also my hope to be just real enough that you know you're not the only one who might be lonely or sad or really frickin' crazy right now because you can't find that left shoe even though you swear it was in your closet yesterday.  So look for the bizarre and beautiful in your own life. Laugh when things delight and surprise you. Laugh harder when things don't go as you planned. You're definitely not alone.
My life constantly surprises and bemuses me, but I'm understanding that maybe this is normal.

Maybe this is normal.