Sunday Poppers
Sundays have been sacred in our house from the start- my husband and I first locked hungover eyes in a pub one crisp, September Sunday. He may have been looking at the television screen above me, but I'll never forget the first time I saw those baby blues.
Brown Sugar Baked Brie
Hello, September!
With my favorite season just around the corner, it's time to swap out summer BBQ staples for the rustic, cozy goodness of my fall favorites- think spiked cider, homemade wings, and pumpkin ales... Oh, my!
Growing
It has officially been two weeks since we transitioned our little one from my bedside to her nursery- a move I had dreaded since the day she was born. From that first day, I was neurotic about watching her sleep- sometimes placing a fingertip on her little chest to make extra sure she was breathing.
Mommy Must-Haves
When we were expecting, my husband and I were clueless as to what we would need when Maddie Mae arrived. In fact, after nursery furniture was purchased my husband said to me, "that's pretty much it, right?" Not so much.
10 Things
Most nights, my husband will bring me an ice-cold glass of water and place it on my nightstand; and in the morning, he will lay out two Nespresso pods, a Splenda and a mug for my morning coffee. These sweet gestures are two of my favorite things in life- simple signs of "I love you," sure to put a smile on my face.
Raindrops on Roses
As I've mentioned before, most of our time this summer has been spent at home, protecting miss Maddie from the heat and all those nasty germs. It's been hard not to get a little stir crazy, particularly when I exhausted the best of Netflix and Hulu during my pregnancy.
Green Machine
I've always been a sucker for a delicious smoothie. Green + Tonic: Love your Ultimate Warrior. Juice Press: Harvey Wallbanger is my JAM. But with the little monkey not being able to go out in public just yet- two months, you are so close I can taste ya- it has been a challenge to get my healthy smoothie on. And, honestly, the thought of having to pack her up and lug her to my favorite juicery seems like quite the ordeal for a measly juice. So when my way-too-generous mother sent me my very own Vitamix, I did a little happy dance.
Strength
In my pre-pregnancy life, I was an avid Soul Cyclist. I rode at least five times a week- particularly in the year leading up to my pregnancy, during which fertility treatments wreaked havoc on my mind and body. Riding was my therapy, keeping me strong both mentally and physically for the journey ahead.
It became part of my every day routine, and I had so badly wanted to be one of those little pregnant women that happily pedaled all the way into their third trimester. So when complications kept me from riding throughout my pregnancy, it was challenging. I was frustrated with my body, now so foreign to me; and struggled to find an alternative outlet to ease my anxieties. I walked and practiced yoga, but it just wasn't the same.
TGIF
Cheers to the freakin' weekend is right. Happy Friday, ya'll. Since bringing the little monkey into the world, I have a new found appreciation for the weekends- most of which have been filled with a few extra hours of sleep, visits from friends + family, a little wine, lots of laughs + and the occasional trip to the nail salon while my husband/superdad watches the little.
Overnight Oats
Getting fit post baby has been quite an undertaking. A self-proclaimed foodie and admitted wino, I've always been one of those people that relies heavily on cardio in order to stay in shape. So not being able to work out my entire pregnancy, and then the seven weeks after the monkey arrived, has been frustrating to say the least.
I quickly came to terms with the fact that my diet needed a complete overhaul once she came. {Acceptance is the first step, right?}
Golden
My youngest sister, Erin {Er-Bear, Bear for short}, has impeccable taste- timeless, classic, and effortlessly chic; all at the ripe-old-age of 21. So when it came to my baby shower, it was no surprise when she gave me the most beautifully sentimental present- a Jennifer Meyer nameplate, inscribed with my initials on one side and my daughter's soon-to-be nickname on the other.
Pink + Green
While looking at MM's nursery the other day, I noticed I have a serious baby bootie problem. It would seem that over the past several months and, if I'm being honest, before I was even pregnant, I acquired quite the collection of baby kicks for the little lady.
New Obsessions
Over the past five and a half weeks, things have changed around here.
I've mastered the art of doing almost anything with just one hand...