OK, potty-training. I’m doing it wrong, for sure. Because here’s how potty-training was explained to me:
“It’s totally no big deal. You just hunker down for three days, OK? Do it in the summer so your kid doesn’t need to wear any pants, then set the timer for every ten minutes. Give them a Skittle every time they go successfully. Done! They’ll be potty-trained in no time.”
And then. Here’s how it worked for me:
Guys. 2012 was big, wasn’t it? I don’t know if it’s because I feel like I’ve set sail from the rough waters of newborndom into adorable babyhood or if I’m finally learning to embrace years passed, but I’m super, super thrilled for 2013. It can only go up from here, yes?
I’ll be taking some time off to enjoy Bee’s first Christmas, but I wanted to wish you some cheer before I go. Above is our family’s holiday card (photographed by Woodnote Photography and printed at Minted!), and I think it so perfectly illustrates this year in the Loechner household: Me and Ken, sitting next to each other – watching baby Bee as she makes us smile. New babies are like watching fires, forever changing and shifting as they bring warmth to our homes. And although all is certainly not calm (nor are the nights silent), it is bright indeed.
I wish you and yours the most beautiful holiday season this year. May you enjoy moments of peace, goodwill and cozy slippers.
I’m still en route to Seattle, but I thought I’d pop in to see if you friends are a member of Luvocracy yet? Yes, it’s yet another social platform to keep up with (I’m drowning, too!), but this time there’s a bit of a perk involved…
Popping in to share four faces I’m grateful for this year:
1. Ken, who always remembers to take out the trash, never turns down a hug and refuses to sleep before midnight.
2. Bernie, who craves baked beans, dreams of Bee’s toys and always smells like Fritos.
3. Bee, who shares with Bernie, hiccups daily and smiles with her whole face.
4. George, who forgets to eat, forgets his name, but always remembers to snuggle.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and the many faces you love.
Photo Credit // Woodnote Photography
Bee has a super strong bond with my husband, which is so incredible to watch. Except sometimes, I feel a tiny bit jealous inside. (Bee’s first smile was directed at Ken, which simultaneously melted my heart and sent a ping of sadness to my head!) Suddenly, I find my mind reeling with all of the things she’ll prefer to do with my husband, rather than me.
Ken’s just… funner. He’s a big fan of impromptu dates and new adventures – and he always, always tells the best jokes. On the other hand, I’m a stickler for schedules, routines and rules. Naturally, I sometimes worry that she’ll enjoy his company more than mine (it’s inevitable, right?). So tell me, friends – have you been there? Are you envious of your partner because of the bond they share with your child? And how do you handle it?
I’d love to hear your stories (and this is a fascinating article about Mom vs. Dad jealousy!).
Photo Credit // Woodnote Photography
Last week, I had an exciting email exchange with a friend that’s thinking of starting a family with her husband, and I kept thinking how I was at that very stage just over a year ago (my goodness how the tides have turned!). She asked how I knew that I was ready, and I thought I’d share my story here!:
Oh my gracious you are terribly fun this week. Suddenly, it’s as if we rocked you to sleep as a three-month-old and you awoke as a crazy toddler hyped up on fun-sized candy bars. This morning, I tried to feed you a total of 14 times. 14! But you didn’t want to nurse; you wanted to giggle. And giggle and giggle and giggle. And I wanted to giggle with you, because your belly laugh is incredibly infectious and your nose scrunches up in the corners and OMG my ovaries are working overtime on a petition to make more of you. (Denied, ovaries.)
I know I usually write about your milestones each week, but today is different. Today, I celebrated my own milestone:
I fell in love with you.
Just popping in to say I’m taking the day off to play with our little parrot. Hope you’re having a fun-filled Halloween wherever you are! Tell me, what are your littles dressing up as?
p.s. Bee’s costume is from Thumbelina – isn’t it hilarious? She loves it so much!
I took this photo because your grandmother didn’t believe me when I said you liked to chew on baseballs. I’m kidding. Those are your cheeks. They are the biggest things I’ve ever seen, aside from the bosom of Dolly Parton and perhaps maybe Mt. Everest. They’re so big, in fact, that your Dad noticed that when we give you a bath, they float. They float to the surface as if they weren’t even connected to your scrumptious face. I love them so much, Bee, cheek one and cheek two.