Leaving On a Jet Plane

In eight hours, I’ll be leaving my little family for a quick business trip to Chicago. I just found out about the trip on Tuesday, and I’ll leave tomorrow morning and return Tuesday evening. It’s just a blip in the crazy, too fast life. But my tummy is turning and my heart is aching while I listen to Charli tossing and turning in the next room.

*sigh*

This is my third work trip away, and it’s the shortest. I thought that being gone for a short trip would get easier, but no such luck.

Maybe when she’s a pre-teen and we fight about everything?

Doubtful.

I’m afraid I’m one of those moms who will forever miss her child(ren). I am only consoled by the fact that she won’t remember I was gone. … Yet. And she probably won’t even miss me. Of course, this just makes me sad for other reasons entirely!

There is no winning. Unconditional love is the most awesome and wonderful thing, but it, too, has its downfalls.

I doubt I’ll get much sleep tonight. I really want to scoop Charli up out of her crib and fall asleep with her in my arms so I can cling to the feeling of her cool cheek against mine and the smell of her freshly bathed hair. But I won’t disturb her.. Not until morning, any way. 🙂

There She Goes Again

A lady today told me that if babies stayed itty-bitty, cuddly, babies for a longer time period, people would have fewer kids.

I agree.

Charli has changed so much, so quickly.

Just when I start to feel like I have a handle on Charlotte’s new stage, and I’ve stopped pouting about how old she looks, everything changes again!

I’m still reeling from her first birthday. I keep looking at the hundreds of pictures we’ve taken since July 26, 2012. Teary-eyed, I force HOS to participate by shoving pictures into his face and asking if he removes the time she did this or her first that. *sigh* I’m not ready to accept that my precious baby is one, and she goes and does this …

Don’t get me wrong! I’m so proud of her. I’m amazed at how quickly she learns, and how strong she is. I’m so happy for her. … I just feel bad for myself. My baby isn’t a baby, baby any more.

And I’m too out of shape to chase this little walking machine!!

Miss Talkative

My daughter is talkative, animated and waves her hands around wildly while speaking. … She must have gotten those from her daddy. 😉

New Best Friends

Could it be that Bear wants to be friends with Charlotte? Is that even possible?

Could my baby girl and my cat get along?!

Eh, probably not. … At least not yet.

Thanks to Technology

I’ve been wanting to write a post about technology for a long time, and there is no better motivation than being half a country away from my sweet baby girl and my amazing HOS.

Our little family has been using Skype for a number of months now. My dad and Sue are some of those lucky people who get to migrate south for the winter. Typically, they go way south to Mexico. They asked that we start using Skype so they wouldn’t miss out watching Charlotte grow. And let me tell you, four months makes a HUGE difference when it comes to babies.

Skype has been a blessing. I can’t even explain how much it meant to see my dad and Sue on the screen, and to watch Charli scrunch up her face at what she probably thought was a mini TV.

It’s not easy living in a different state than my family on a normal basis, let alone another country. Skype makes it possible for them to maintain a strong presence in Charlotte’s life even if its via video conference. Despite the distance, my baby girl will recognize their faces and their voices.

Aside from Skype, HOS and I have iPhones, so we can FaceTime one another. At this very moment, I’m in Atlanta for work. HOS and Charli are in Topeka. I hate being away, but I’m able to call them and actually see their faces!

On the call, Charlotte just kept giving the phone mean faces, but when I sang the ABCs, she lit up and smiled! It’s like she knew it was me.

I don’t care who you are or whether or not you think technology is a pain. It has done nothing but improve the quality of my family life, and I’m so grateful that it’s free (Skype) or built into our cell phones!

What piece of technology makes life better for your family?

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Lovey Dovey Eyes

HOS and I are hanging out with the nieces for a little while this evening while HOS’ sister and her husband look at houses. I have to go to the dentist soon about some filled cavities giving me discomfort, so I’m quickly dinner.

Since I’m preoccupied, HOS is walking up and down the block with a 5 and 2 year old, pushing Charli in a stroller.

Insert lovey dovey eyes here!

There is nothing more attractive than a man who is good with kids. He looked so great out there with the girls.

The first words out of his mouth when they returned was …

Let’s have more kids.

Bahaha. I had you for a second!

His words were actually something to the effect of “we’re never having kids.”

Too late, buddy!

What does your partner do to warrant the lovey dovey eyes?

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From New Mom to New Mom

One of my good friends has a pregnant friend. She isn’t in a relationship with the father, and he doesn’t seem interested in stepping up. My heart aches for her. As a new mama, I know how hard things can be, especially during the first few months, but I had HOS. We got through everything together. So I wanted to do something to help her out.

Baby showers were developed with the best of intentions. It’s an opportunity to provide mom with some gifts to take care of baby. I was blessed by three amazing showers. But like all moms, I received a lot of some things and not enough of others. To be fair, very few of my friends want – let alone have – kids.

When all was said and done, I had 21 bibs, 18 pacifiers (Charli hates them) and an infinite number of teething rings. I also received tons of great outfits, toys, diapers, wipes, etc. This is NOT a bash on showers. … More of a bringing to light of common issues.

After Charlotte arrived, I found a slew of things that I needed and didn’t know it. SO to help out this friend of a friend, I decided to put together a gift basket of items that I loved during the early months.

From New Mom to New Mom Basket

Shopping List (completely subjective
All of these items can be purchased at Target except the Halo Sleepsack, at least not that I’ve seen.

  • Halo Sleepsack Swaddle New Mom Gift Basket
  • Set of onesies
  • Infant Tylenol or Acetaminophen
  • Gas drops
  • Gripe water
  • Formula packets
  • Biodegradable disposable bags for diapers
  • Baby shampoo
  • Laundry basket
  • String or ribbon
  • Note cards

Basket Building

  1. I wrote a little mBaby Shampooessage on one note card for each item. It was either a reason for that item or some advice regarding that item. For example, on the shampoo I wrote: “Bath time is a fun bonding time. Baby only needs a drop of shampoo. (Use little to no lotion. He doesn’t need.).”
  2. Write a personal message to the new mom on note cards. Include a list of tips. One of my tips was “Make time for yourself each day, even if it’s just to shower.” Another tip was “Don’t Google! Too many scary results. Consult a friend or doctor.”
  3. Punch holes in the upper left-hand corner of each card.
  4. Using the string or ribbon, tie the card to the corresponding item.
  5. Place all of the items into the laundry basket. I realize that the laundry basket sounds like a silly gift, but HOS and I didn’t even think of it! Charli didn’t have her own basket for four months.
  6. Tie all of your advice cards to the outside of the basket.

Voila!

New Mom Gift Basket

The image I had in my head was much cuter than the end product. I’m still happy with the end result, though. And I hope new mom loves the gift!

Ok moms, I assume you’ll agree with me on this post, but I’d love to hear your thoughts. What is the number one item you would give a new mom?

What Goes Up…

Charli and I had a pretty lazy afternoon. … To be fair, I was lazy. Charlotte played with her toys, cooed and was her adorable, intelligent self.

She loves this bucket toy she received for Christmas from some friends. There are shapes she will eventually be able to fit through the appropriately shaped hole in the lid, and there are stacking cups. As she was playing, I attempted to stack the cups, but she would so sweetly knock it down each time.

While laughing at her little giggle, I had an idea.

We have been testing Vine videos at work. The Vine iPhone app allows you to film a 6 second video. The video can be stop-motion or a flowing video (I don’t know the correct terminology). It’s very simple to use, and you can share the video directly to Twitter and/or Facebook.

So, after several failed attempts on my part, and several successful demolition attempts by Charlotte, I finally finished a simple stop-motion video. Alas, what goes up must come down!

https://twitter.com/apmarquart/status/305826059297906688

From Cupid With Love

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HOS and I have never been big Valentine’s Day people. I don’t know if it’s because we are boring, cheap or just fail at being romantic. I’ve always been one of those women who say that Valentine’s Day isn’t important … Continue reading

Time Without Baby

It has been 48 hours since I’ve held, kissed, snuggled or just looked at my baby girl.

I left Kansas on Tuesday to attend a social media conference in Las Vegas.

I know hat you’re thinking. Rough life, right? I’m not complaining about the conference. I’m really enjoying myself. I just wish I could have packed Charlotte in my carry on.

I’m doing better than I thought I would. I haven’t cried yet, and I haven’t bored my co-worker to death with stories and pictures of Charli.

BUT there was a toddler in the flight from Dallas to Las Vegas, an the poor boy just wanted to be home. He started crying a couple times and my heart just ached. It made me want to go straight home and never leave Charlotte again.

So for the last 48 hours I’ve been baby free, and while I’m having fun, I’m punting the hours until when I get to go home.

It’s still another 36 hours until I can hold, kiss, snuggle or just look at my baby. And you bet your ass, I’m going to wake her up to do it.