So you got invited to a diaper shower huh? If you’re not a female over the age of 25 you probably don’t know what the heck a diaper shower is. And that’s ok! My husband finally just kept calling it, “that thing you’re going to.” So let me explain. Not to make you feel stupid but diaper showers are pretty much exactly what they sound like; you shower a person with diapers. The reason it’s not a baby shower is most likely because someone else is already throwing one of those for the mom-to-be so they’re diversifying or it’s not their first child and have the baby necessities. So, there goes the element of surprise with, “what could this gift be!?” If we can’t have that, why not have, “OMG! How cute!” Yes, that can be the reaction with diapers and wipes, I assure you 🙂
It’s Not A Diet…It’s A Challenge
Diet. I hate this word.
Diet. A word that when used as a noun means something totally legit and safe: food or drink that a person or group of people habitually consume(s) and then rears its ugly verb head and is all nasty: the selection and limitation of said food or drink. Does that seem like a trustworthy word to you? No. It’s ominous…and scary.
Kids Christmas Cookie Decorating Party
You know those celebs that sign up to do bikini photo shoots like three months after having a baby as “motivation” to get back in shape? And we all think they’re crazy? I mean they are…let’s all be honest. Well, I kind of had a moment like that when planning a kids Christmas cookie decorating party this year. I had had it in my head for a while and thought, “oh it can’t be that hard!” And then in looking at the dates was like, “ya! Let’s do it super early in December like right after Thanksgiving.” And then it hits me that that means the whole house would also need to be done and decorated before I even started on party prep – mind you we would be gone until the Sunday after Thanksgiving on a two day road trip with a 14 month old and a dog…motivation right? 🙂 But this adorable party was SO WORTH IT! And truly, the party prep was nothing. Especially when you blast Christmas tunes the whole time.
A Very Girly First Birthday Party
It happened. We raised a child without killing ourselves or said child for a whole year. Actually – I think we did surprisingly well 🙂 And that’s cause for celebration. If you’ve been keeping up with me from the beginning here you’ll know we didn’t find out if we were having a girl or boy (see this post or this one if you want more details on gender-neutral baby world things) and we loved every moment of our beautiful surprise. That being said, I didn’t have any super girly or super boyish baby prep festivities. So for this little girl’s first birthday I decided to make up for it – the theme would be all things GIRLY. Bring on the pink, sparkle, flowers & frill!
A year in #momlife
This month has been a flurry of Pinteresting, Michaels trips, taste testing & crafting. Yes, that tends to be a normal month for me but this one is different. You see, in a week we will gather with our closest friends and family to celebrate baby girl’s first year in this world. A whole year figuring out this world and how to navigate it. With today being E’s actual birthday, I can’t help but think, “Well Melissa, how has your first year in #momlife been?” Let’s see, I knew there would be sleepless nights, endless love, occasional exasperated fights with my husband and countless moments of overwhelming happiness…but there are so many things I didn’t expect. So, while this year has been full of all of the above and countless other beautiful, silly, crazy moments…here’s what I’ve learned most from this little one year old.
It’s an Invitation Party & You’re Invited!
Let’s talk invitations, shall we? You know, those rare occasions you get something in the mail these days that’s not a bill or junk mail? Seriously though, how special does it feel to have something addressed TO YOU meant truly FOR YOU…as in the person who sent it actually knows what color hair you have. Invitations are more than just a piece of paper to me; they set the tone for your whole event. Is it casual, formal, outdoors, etc? All these things are relayed not just through the text but through the design. Now, I know what you’re thinking: ugh, Melissa, I HATE battling the mail setting on my printer…invitations are so expensive…can’t I just do an eVite? Those are totally the new thing Melissa. To that I say “yes” printers are a total pain in the rear…they don’t have to be expensive to look expensive and of course you can do an eVite but some things just feel like they deserve a good ‘ole invitation – don’t they? But I totally get not everyone has the time or enjoys doing these. For those that do or those that think one day they might, enjoy 🙂
Frilly Little Bows!
I’m a southern girl – born and raised. And I am so proud to be raising a southern little girl. Which includes yes ma’am, no sir, please, thank you and BOWS! Oh the bows 🙂 But why spend all my money on Etsy or baby boutiques when these little gems are oh so easy to make? So easy, I had to make a video! Thanks to my dear friend at Pretties for Pennies for her tips and tricks to making these perfect little bows.
C is for Carnival!
Have I mentioned lately that everyone is getting married and having babies? AND I LOVE IT! Seriously, two of life’s most life changing events you’ll ever go through: getting married and having a child. Experiencing these in your life is one thing…having the privilege to watch your friends walk this path too, almost at the same time, is just magical. And of course the fact that it all calls for parties is pretty great too!
A Colorful Gender-Neutral Nursery
There’s no denying it – I am at the age where most friends are either getting married or having babies – AND I LOVE IT. We just welcomed our sweet baby girl this past September (how is she so old already!?) and did something a little unusual: we didn’t find out what we were having. I’ll admit it was hard to wrap my head around at first but once we made the decision to not find out, I settled in quite nicely. I loved answering with, “a baby,” when people asked what I was having and referring to my growing bump as “Baby T” (referencing our last name).