Today I witnessed a mini miracle. I share it with you now because sometimes it's nice to be reminded that miracles still exist. I went to a baby shower this morning. Lily woke up from a two hour nap acting kind of funny. She was holding her breath and whimpering a little. I thought she was just feeling jittery from her nap. She wouldn't eat anything substantial at the shower (which is very unlike her), and about halfway through, she started wailing. I thought she was overwhelmed so I took her outside, which usually calms her down. She continued to cry inconsolably, so I took her home. At home, I could tell she was in pain. She continued to scream as I hunted down the infant's ibuprofen. I gave her some and then held her in my arms rocking her. She laid her head on my shoulder and, with her eyes clenched shut, continued to scream and cry in my ear. Her face showed so much pain; it about broke my heart that I couldn't help her. No amount of "shh-ing," rocking, or soft talking in her ear, was helping.
I had only given her the medicine a minute or two before, so I thought it would be a while before it kicked in. So I closed my eyes and said a prayer asking Heavenly Father to give Lily comfort, whatever may be bothering her. I wasn't even finished with my prayer when Lily suddenly stopped crying. She whimpered a couple of times and then was fast asleep on my shoulder. I knew immediately that Heavenly Father had answered my prayer. I could feel the love he has for me and for Lily in that moment. I knew that he cared that I was worried, and that he felt Lily's pain. I know that he answered my prayer, and I know that he answers all our prayers, in one way or another. I am very grateful for this experience today that reminded me that miracles still happen, sometimes in very small, seemingly insignificant ways. I'm also grateful for a Father in heaven who knows us, loves us, and listens to us.
thank you for teaching me how to love by example. you are such a giving person. you show your love through hard work. it meant so much to me when you flew all the way to texas, cooked meals, cleaned our house, made desserts, worked and fretted over cole, lily, and i when lily was born and beyond. it meant so much to have you by my side in the hospital. thank you for all that you do. i love you.
thank you for loving me as your own daughter. thank you for loving my dad so much too. you are so kind, patient, and down-to-earth. i hope that i can love lily as much as you love lindsay and me.
dear mary jane,
thank you for raising a son who loves and honors women as much as cole. he works so hard so that i can be home with lily, and i know it's because he's seen how influential you have been in the lives of all your children. you are such a big example to me of tenderness, fun, hard work, and true happiness.
dear "other mothers,"
the ones who helped raise me through elementary to college. thank you for always feeding me, loving me, listening to me, and raising daughters who are amazing women and friends to me. you were very often my ideal when i thought of what a mother should be.
i can't describe the love i have for you. it's such an amazing responsibility, joy, and privilege to be called your mom. i am so ridiculously proud of you. i just beam when someone takes notice of you. i remember holding you for the first time and never wanting to let you go. since then, you have taught me so much about innocence, compassion, and patience. i can tell that you look to me and love me. thank you for that. it's the best feeling in all the world. i love that i've been chosen to be your mom.
L: Showing off her 9 teeth (and her Doritos) R: Sleeping in her big girl car seat
It's hard to believe Lily is already 14 months. It still shocks me sometimes to see her walking around (albeit like a drunken sailor) while I do the dishes. I love seeing her little body come in and out of my line of sight. She putters around the house, just doing her own thing, and it cracks me up so much. I also love how she stands at the door, holds her hand up and looks at me like, "C'mon, Mom. We're going on a walk" or "Help me out here, Mom" when she wants to go up or down a curb.
I can tell she understands me better too. She recently learned how to say "uh oh," and sometimes I'll hear her saying it alone in her room when she throws her binky out of her crib. Cole also taught her how to honk people's noses, including her own. One of my favorite things is when we play with our animal iPhone apps, and she mimics the word "crocodile." Hers sounds like "cclcllcll" with a lot of flicking tongue. She also says "Hi!" and waves, and will sometimes try to say grandma ("mmm ma"). She'll sit on the couch and talk and talk, and look at me the whole time, then laugh, and keep talking like she's telling the funniest story. I just love it so much.
It's amazing to remember that she once couldn't sit up on her own or feed herself or move around by herself, and now she seems so independent. She is becoming my little buddy, and it is seriously the best feeling. Happy 14 months, Lils!
This is what the weather forecast is looking like for the upcoming week. Not promising.
Maybe most people would cheer at the sight of sunshine and pool-worthy temperatures, but heat makes me sluggish and irritable. As the temperature rises, my productivity decreases exponentially. At least that's the story I'm sticking to ;) It's not even technically summer yet, and we're in the high 90s here. I mentioned in my last post how I'm preparing my wardrobe for the impending Texas summer. Being a member of the LDS church, I believe that modesty in dress, words, actions, and thoughts is important. I also think modesty doesn't have to mean frumpy or outdated. There are a lot of definitions of modesty, even among members of the church, but I'm just going with what I feel comfortable in (i.e. no tank tops, bikinis, mini skirts, etc). Anyway, on to the clothes and my Texas summer style mantras!
Note* These are just realizations I've had after suffering through last summer. I am in no way claiming fashion expertise of any kind.
Be Breezy. While shorts are nice and all, the ones I wear go to the knee, which don't provide much of a breeze. Instead, I say opt for skirts, particularly the maxi and the midi, which can be dressed down and up like so:
If you want to go the shorts route, I've recently seen some really cute Bermudas and chinos in mint and other bright colors at Gap and J.Crew.
One and done. Wear as few layers as possible! I recently invested in this white V-neck pocket T and this maxi dress in black from Gap. They're a bit pricey, but I got them on sale, and I plan on wearing them to death. I'm purposefully choosing clothes that don't need to be layered with cardigans or other undershirts. Since I got the dress below in black, I envision it with a braided leopard print or tortoise belt and a sun hat.
Images via Gap.com
Let those armpits breathe. Ladies, meet the Dolman top. It will be your new best friend this summer. It's open, and once again, breezy, but it also covers, and I think the shape is flattering on pretty much every body type.
Images via Pinterest and Gap.com (sold out chambray)
And when all else fails...go inside, lock the doors, pull the shades, crank the A/C, and sit in your underwear with a stack of Otter Pops nearby.