The Haircut

This haircut has to last me a looong time.

This is the latest picture of me and my Henry. I feel lame posting a picture of myself that I obviously took on my own but, see my new haircut? It's kind of a BIG. DEAL. because you guys? It has been seven months since I had the time to go to a salon. Seven months! I kept telling myself that I'd go over a weekend that G wasn't working but stuff just kept popping up. Baby stuff.

So eventually I realized my hair= eww.gross.yuk and made myself book an appointment (made myself. wow). G had some free time and offered to watch Henry for a few hours and since H has gotten much better at entertaining himself I figured he'd be just fine. I got really excited and started planning what I would do with my gifted free time. Maybe I'll get a coffee and stop by the bookstore afterward, maybe I'll get a new dress at UO, maybe I'll just sit in the car and listen to my music really loud for once...my mind was spinning with the possibilities!

After my haircut (40 min. after leaving the house) G called me and I could barely understand what he was saying because H was screaming bloody murder in the background. "When are you coming home? Soon? Please tell me it's soon. You're almost done, right? I've tried everything but bro be freaking out..." he yelled.

:: sigh::

Apparently I still can't leave my baby for longer than twenty minutes without him thinking the world is coming to an end. I guess it's going to be a while before I get my hair cut again and I should probably just accept the fact that coffee and bookstores and shopping are now the things good dreams are made of.

What a little mama's boy we have!

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Uff Da! on Etsy

One of my most favorite mommy bloggers has finally opened her Etsy shop! If you are looking for adorable, unique, and reasonably priced items for a little girl then please, click the picture above. Can you seriously beat a super cute (handmade!) summer dress for only $22.00?!

Emily also makes hair clips and fun bibs (some for little boys too!)

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The Scariest Moment

Yesterday was seriously one of the scariest days I have ever experienced. Our weekend was a ton of fun, Friday and Saturday were spent lazing around the house and enjoying our time together before G starts his new job. Sunday morning I woke up around five and sleepily pulled H into bed with us. G was still sleeping soundly and soon Henry and I dozed off again. Two hours later I woke up to G saying, "Oh man. Ohhhh man. Something's not right Allie." He walked out of the bathroom and said he felt like passing out. I got out of bed just as he started stumbling across the room. I grabbed him and pulled him half way onto the bed and suddenly his body collapsed and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. As his eye lids fluttered I reached for my phone. Dead battery. I searched the bookshelf for his phone with one hand and slapped his face with the other. Just as I was getting ready to call 911, G woke up and asked me why I was hitting him so hard. I told him he had passed out and he had absolutely no recollection of the previous events. Umm, scary!!!

We rushed to the hospital and ended up spending most of our Sunday morning in the ER, waiting around for CAT scans and test results. I held Henry the entire time, just hoping that he wouldn't catch any weird sickness from the other people in the waiting room. Three hours later H was able to come home. The diagnosis? Kidney stones.

He is doing much better today and even refused to miss the first day of his new job. Yesterday I realized that I totally take our family's general health for granted. As I watched G passed out on the floor with his mouth open, I felt a feeling I had never experienced before. Absolute fear and panic and sadness. I suddenly felt completely vulnerable. Everything was happening so fast and yet so slow. It's really hard to describe.

After coming home from the hospital I snuggled Henry extra hard and hardly put him down all day. The three of us took a two hour nap in our big bed together and last night I slept with my arm around G's waist. You really don't realize just how fortunate you are until something so frightening makes you see your life in a whole new way.

Henry's Godmother

This is my best friend Melissa and her wonderful boyfriend Andrew. Melissa is Henry's godmother and although they haven't met yet I just know he's going to love her as much as I do. If Henry ever has a problem and feels like he can't talk to us, I trust that the advice she will give him will probably be better than anything we could have said. Seriously, this girl blows my mind. She has such a refreshing, unique way of seeing things and is also the kindest person I have ever met.

Melissa is: lazy summer days, Iron and Wine and Beatles on vinyl, Traumeel, charcoal tattoos, key clubs, long rainy drives, Shins concerts and Joanna Newsome records, rescued kittens, beach runs, wooden postcards, broken windows, endless conversations about the boy named N, Soy Delicious ice cream, and Bob Dylan on repeat.

I love this girl.

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New Food #3

Henry won't nap today and I feel like I am going crazy. I don't usually use this blog to vent but today has. been. stressful. G is off volunteering for some program and all morning I have been alone with this screaming kid who won't even let me pee on my own. I've been bouncing him on my hips, rotating him from toy to toy, and nursing him like whoa all in the hopes of wearing him out.

He's fussing in his bassinet and every time I think he's finally fallen asleep he starts screaming even louder than before. I've been calling those quiet moments the "calm before the storm". Do you know what I'm describing or is my baby the only one who teases me with them?

Why he won't nap makes no sense to me because three or four nights ago he decided once again that sleeping is for squares. I feel bad but right now I'm just letting him cry it out. I've tried everything! I hate feeling like I never get a break. Don't get me wrong, I love this kid more than anything in the whole world but honestly? I can only handle so much. When will I be able to have just a few moments to myself again? Please tell me this doesn't last much longer!

I know, "This too shall pass" and "you'll miss these days when they're gone" lalala. I say GOOD. This is something I'm not going to miss in the slightest!

Henry and the Mirror

"Wanna see this cute boy I keep finding?"

:: pause ::

"See? I told you he's cute!"

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The Real Price of Labor

Okay. I'm sorry but usually when something doesn't work you aren't expected to pay for it, am I right? This Anesthesiologist actually told me that he had to administer the epidural quickly because he had another surgery to get to and he was in a hurry. He told me there was no time for crying about it, that it wouldn't make it any easier. Well he ended up doing it wrong and for the rest of my labor the pain remained unbearable. Now my back is all f-ed up and I'm totally scared to ever have another kid. Sounds to me like I deserve a refund.

Um excuse me, can I return this broken epidural please? And no, I don't want "store credit".

Baby Fail #2

(see baby fail #1)

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"Baby Wearing"

Ever since H passed the (intimidating) fragile and floppy new baby stage, these two have become very busy boys. G loves holding Henry up so that his legs are dancing on his chest and walking him from room to room singing songs about the things they see. These days chubby-baby superhero sightings are becoming more frequent as G flies him around the house yelling, "Hey mom, here I commmmmme!"

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