THURSDAY'S THOUGHTS

Illustrations via Asia Pietrzyk

THINKING ABOUT: I'm sure there's no need for me to tell you that I don't like when things get messy. News flash! Babies are messy. As a result, I have no choice but to embrace the mess. I'm told it will make me a better person or something. Anywho, since the new roommate arrived last October, I've learned that changing Max's diaper only gets more complicated. I thought I had mastered diaper duty by ensuring his WMD was always covered, but it turns out that getting sprayed was the least of my worries. Now that he's so mobile, the squirming is out of hand—especially in terms of deuces, if you catch m' drift. Yikes! On Monday night, erratic kicks and excited wiggles left his heels and thighs covered. My thumb and knuckles looked as though they'd been dipped in a chocolate Pudding Pack. Yep, I just went there (sorry I'm not sorry). With a grossed out giggle, I surveyed the mess and grabbed his ankles. In that moment, I couldn't help but think of Phaedra Parks who always knows the right thing to say—"Fix it, Jesus!" 

FEELING: Weeks ago, I made a bold claim that Max was ready to crawl. Now I just feel like the boy who cried wolf. I promise you, Flyboy and I have videos to prove our little guy was ready for liftoff. My parents and all of their baby experience thought we were just days away. Nope. Somewhere along the way Max learned that he can get to toys and the dogs quickly by just rolling instead. I suppose it does the job, but it looks terribly uncomfortable. Of course everyone keeps asking if he's crawling yet, and I really wish I could give them the answer they're looking for. Once again, I'm reminded that babies be babies.

THANKFUL FOR: I've used Estee Lauder's Double Wear Foundation for a few years. From time to time I experiment with other formulas and brands, but I always come back to this one. Unfortunately, one of my biggest pet peeves about my go-to foundation is that it doesn't come with a pump, so it's very easy to waste the product. One night, out of boredom, I started Googling to see if there was a hack that might solve my problem. Sure enough, I found a few bloggers who tested MAC's Foundation Pump on the Double Wear bottle and it works! Thank goodness for people who share their tips and tricks online! Ten dollars later and my problem's solved.

EATING: On our way back from Austin last Tuesday, we took an alternate route home and made a pit stop in Fredericksburg. Flyboy was hell bent on getting some fresh peaches from the Hill Country. Who can argue with a tasty scheme like that? We devoured the fruit for a few days, and now that they're gone I wish we would have bought more. 

LISTENING TO: I hope I never forget the sweet sounds Max makes whenever he sees Tripp or Beesly. The most joyful gasp that's immediately followed by a darling giggle. It's almost as though they're meeting for the first time. Every time. Such bliss and wonder.

WATCHING: Since my current selection of mindless entertainment peaks by Tuesday night, I'll go ahead and broaden this category a bit. Instead, I think I should tell you how I've watched myself tip the crazy scale since becoming a mom. For instance, I sat in front my hair stylist last Saturday and explained that I might (emphasis on might) be interested in lightening my hair color in the next few months. Say what?! A year ago I would have scoffed at the idea, mostly because dying my hair brown ten years ago made me one step closer to becoming Rory Gilmore (#lifegoals). But now that I'm toting Max around, I get a lot of questions regarding his blonde hair and I want people to know that he's definitely mine—as if the bright blue eyes, stocky build, and matching striped ensembles aren't enough. The hair-raising notion makes very little sense, and I'm left wondering WHO AM I?? Crazy obsessed. That's who!

READING: These days it's all about Peek-A-Zoo! and Peek-A-Who?—one of these two board books must accompany us at all times.     

LOVING: Awhile back I ordered a set of PRETTYPEGS for our IKEA armchair. The hardware company originates from Sweden, so I couldn't help but wonder when they'd ever arrive in good ol' Swell Rio. Two months later, they showed up at our doorstep and I didn't waste any time slapping them on the living room chair. The gold tips totally elevated the look, and I couldn't be more impressed by the quality. I'm thinking this calls for a future blog post. The possibilities are endless!

Enough about me. How are you feeling today? What are you up to? Thanks for stopping by!!