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Dear Elliot,

My sweet, sassy, smart three-year-old girl. Three years. THREE YEARS! It’s been three years since I first held your 7 lb. 2 oz. of perfection. Three years since I first laid eyes on you. Three years since I fell completely, head-over-heels in love with your little person.

You and I will always have a special bond. You are my first baby, the one who made me a mother. I think we have learned equally as much from each other in these first three years. I have taught you how to walk, talk, sing, and count. You have taught me patience, pure joy, unconditional love, and how to see things through your eyes.

As your baby and toddler years come to a close and we begin this new chapter as a preschooler, a little girl, a KID, I find myself not nearly as emotional as I thought I would be. Sure I have moments when I hold up one of your old onesies or go through the hundreds (thousands?) of pictures saved to my computer from the last three years and have a good cry. BUT I am so excited for what’s ahead in your life. Your eyes twinkle with wonder when you see something that you think is magical. You’re full of curiosity and you yearn to learn and know things. You want to be a big girl and make friends and do things on your own, yet you still want your mom and dad to cuddle you to sleep and kiss your boo-boos. We kind of have the best of both worlds right now, and I’m kind of loving it.

 Big things are about to happen in your life and I’m so happy that we get to take this wild ride together. No matter where the road takes us, my heart will always be overflowing with love and pride for you.

I love you more than you’ll ever know!




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Dear Macklin…

9 months

Dear Macklin,

My how time is flying! I look at you and can hardly remember the days when you were a tiny, immobile, snuggly little newborn. You’re as sweet as ever, but you have developed a little gleam in your eye that says, “I’m going to cause mischief!” Whenever I catch you heading for something you shouldn’t be getting into, I say your full name (because I mean business) and you pause, turn your head, look at me with that little twinkle in your eye, let out a giggle, then make a break for it double time. It’s the cutest, but I can also see how your toddler years might play out. I think we’re in for it!

You are to the age where every day you are doing something new, which I absolutely love. You have retired from the army crawl and have now mastered the standard hands and knees crawl. You are feeding yourself with your own two hands, which might be my favorite milestone. You are pulling yourself up onto anything that has a place to put your hands. You are consistently saying “dahhg” for dog anytime you see Barkley, Laney, or any other canine. You do something that resembles a wave when we say “bye bye.” You are FINALLY saying “mama”!!! I love this age because we can teach you new things and you actually humor us and echo said new thing. Elliot is (for the most part) enjoying this age too because she can “teach” you things and she is overjoyed when you follow her lead.

I cannot wait to continue to teach you and watch you grow although it brings a tear to my eye that toddlerhood is on the (very distant…I’m in denial) horizon.

I love you soooooooo much!!!




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Dear Elliot…


*I swear I wrote this almost a month ago, but never got around to posting it. Also, thank you for all the phone calls, texts, inquiries, etc. about Justin. All those prayers must’ve done the trick because he is back to feeling almost 100%. Okay, now on to the main course…

Dear Elliot,

You are almost 3 and I can not believe it!! You have turned into a kid right before our eyes and I’m so proud of the kid that you are. Your biggest accomplishment this month has been learning to use the big girl potty. You’re very proud of yourself and make sure to tell anyone who will listen that you’re a big girl now because you don’t wear diapers. You also are very interested in if other people wear underwear like you which makes for some awkward conversations when you ask it about complete strangers (say the person in front of us at the grocery store for example).

Some of my favorite things about you at this age are:

Your quirky sense of style. You want to have a say in EVERYTHING that you wear (which frustrates me sometimes, but I am trying so hard to let you express yourself the way you want). I’ve kept quiet when you want to wear your pink satin Easter dress with your pink Jordan’s to Target (they’re both pink so they match in your eyes). In fact everything must match including hair ties, underwear, and any and all accessories.

Your imagination and creativity. You come up with the wildest things and the best stories. I could listen to you talk all day (and in fact I do 😜).

Your love of learning. Things are holding your attention for longer periods and you enjoy games, numbers, letters, and anything to do with nature. I think you will absolutely love the nature preschool you’re enrolled in because you’ll be able to jump in as many muddy puddles and go on as many bug and rock hunts as your little heart desires.

Your socialite status. You are a social butterfly. Any time you spot a kid you want to go up to them, introduce yourself, and ask their name and age. It has forced my introverted self to become a little more outgoing (as I’m usually dragged along with you). Some kids gladly oblige and will talk with you, but it breaks my heart when a kid ignores you or doesn’t give you the response you want (this is one of my least favorite parts of parenting because in my eyes everyone should love and adore you just as much as we do!)

Your manners. I can see that our constant reminders at home to say please and thank you are paying off when we’re out and about. I’ve had several strangers comment on how nice of manners you have and that makes me so proud.

I have loved every stage of your baby and toddlerhood and I know I’m going to love 3 year old Elliot just as much (maybe more) than 2 year old Elliot.




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Survival Mode

I thought I’d give a quick update as to the radio silence on the blog front. I’m sure you were looking forward to/praying for a lot more posts during the summer months since I’m off school and really have no excuses. BUT, let’s just say that our household has been quite the hellscape since day 1 of summer vacation.

*Cue whiny blog post so you can go ahead and click out now*

Rewinding to three weeks ago on my final day of real teaching duties, and I come home to find Justin’s car in the driveway. He had come home early from work because he wasn’t feeling well. This was a bit unusual since he hardly ever gets sick, let alone misses work because of it.

To save you a bunch of unnecessary medical jargon, I will just go ahead and fast forward to today over three weeks later to say that Justin is still sick and out of work. After visiting his regular doctor (twice), urgent care (twice), an ENT, the ER (twice), a dermatologist, and making countless trips through the pharmacy drive-thru (halelujah for that at least…no getting sleeping kids out of the car), it still has not been pinpointed what exactly is wrong with him other than a really nasty virus. It is (thankfully) just contained in his mouth/throat/lips, but unthankfully is super painful and uncomfortable not to mention almost impossible for him to eat (he’s lost 25 pounds so if you’re looking for a new diet, there ya go).


Poor guy! He toughed our anniversary trip out for as long as he could before we called it quits, but you can tell he doesn’t feel great.

I have to say I have a new found respect for single parents after this ordeal. Obviously Justin is in no way able to help out with the kids/house (although I know it kills him that he can’t), so I’ve been doing the kids/house thing solo which has also been tough. Don’t get me wrong, Justin definitely has it rougher, but phew taking on cooking, cleaning, occupying kids, baths, bedtime (a whole other beast of a blog post), etc. is starting to wear on me. And of course, we might as well throw a teething baby and potty training into the mix just to see how close I can come to losing my sanity.


My best attempt at looking like I have my sh*t together.

So all that to say, that the reason I’ve been absent from this little corner of the internet is this memorable summer we’ve been having. Oh and if you happen to stop by my house that’s why you’ll find a dead lawn, piles of laundry, a messy sink, dog hair balls rolling around the floor, and an empty fridge. Because clearly I’m winning at this whole thing (and clearly I take for granted all that Justin does for us).

Okay, I’m done complaining. If you could please say a little prayer/send us some good vibes that Justin starts to turn the corner soon and that I don’t completely go off the deep end. It would be appreciated. Much appreciated.

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Dear Macklin…

8 months

Dear Macklin,

You are turning into a momma’s boy and I love it!! You now will reach for me when you want to be held, and if someone is holding you and I come into view, you whine for me. Way to boost my self esteem buddy!

This month has brought so many snuggles and cuddles and late nights of nursing and rocking and nursing and rocking. I adore being home full time and soaking up all these moments with you because I can now see how fleeting they are when I look at big sis. You have turned into a night owl and have been sleeping in until nine or ten o’clock (you are my spirit animal). Instead of being frustrated that my usual “get stuff done” time is being interrupted, I’m trying to relish in this one-on-one time I get with you.

On the business side of things, you are a growing and a changing every day. You are working on multiple teeth, and I’m gonna be slightly sad when your goofy 3 tooth smile is gone (although my love for symmetry wants that other top tooth in😉 ).  You are a little mischief maker and take any chance you can get to make a break for an electrical cord or the dogs’ water bowl. Looking on the bright side, since you crawl by sliding your belly on the floor, you’re able to clean up your mess when you inevitably dump said dogs’ water bowl. Still trying to figure out how to attach my mop pad to your onesies… You’re getting better at eating, although you refuse to feed yourself. #highmaintenance

I’m looking forward to going on more adventures with you this summer and enjoying all these daily little moments just as much!

Love you sweet boy!



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Dear Elliot…

Dear Elliot,

2 months from 3! I feel like I’ve blinked and here we are (so cliche I know). When people ask me how old you are I don’t say two and a half anymore and instead reply “she’ll be 3 in July.” In some ways it’s seemed like you’ve been 2 forever. Unless I watch old home videos, I have a hard time remembering what life was like before you were this walking, talking, full of life toddler. Two has been a big year for you, full of big changes. It’s had its ups and downs, but I’m so proud of the little lady you’ve become. I already know my heart will burst with even more pride in the coming months as you tackle preschool and making friends and learning and growing and everything else that comes with being three.

I’m so excited to spend the summer home with you and brother, and I think this might be our best summer yet!

Love you lots and lots!



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Things I Never Thought I’d Say…

Before I became a parent I was one of those people who would look at small children and think, “my kids will never act like that” or “I will never allow that when I’m a mom.” Well now I’m doing those very things I used to judge others for (karma is a real B), but I’ve also caught myself saying some things I never in a million years would’ve dreamed that I would be saying. Yes, these are real life statements that have come from my mouth. No, I did not fabricate a single one of them (not sure if that’s a good thing or not…jury’s still out).

“Don’t put play doh in your butt.”

“Please don’t bounce Snow White on my boobs.”

“Don’t lick that phone cord.”

“Why do you have glitter on your penis?”

“No you don’t have sprinkles in your vagina.”

“Please don’t ugga mugga my milkies.” (Daniel Tiger reference for those who don’t regularly watch cartoons🙂 ).

“No, you can’t wear shoes to bed.”

“What is hiding in your leg roll?”

“When’s the last time you took a bath?”

“Please get out from under my dress.”

“Please don’t carry my underwear around in your mouth like a dog.” (don’t worry they were clean)


Every day is different and presents a new challenge, but these two make every diaper change, nap strike, toddler tantrum, cluster feeding, broken night of sleep totally worth it (and they provide some comic relief along the way!).


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