Dear naptime

Dear Lillian's nap time,
Where have you gone? I miss you so. Come back soon, you here?!?!!

The past few weeks we've struggled to get Lillian to nap. Let me re-phrase: she will go down for a nap, but 30-45 mins later those eyes pop open. This, my friends, is what us baby-wisers call the 45 minute intruder. Look it up, it's a real thing. Apparently it pops up around this time and will linger for who knows how long. I believe the book says "it will go away when it goes away".Well, thank you for that stellar advice. I am a problem solver, and the wait it out game isn't for me.
So I have been spending the rest of the 1.5-2 hour of the nap trying to get her back to sleep. In the last week or so, we've even explored the crying it out technique. Not full blown CIO, but a mild version. And this has somewhat helped my sanity. For anyone who has played the paci game, you know what I mean. Sometimes they just need to fuss alittle to get tired again.

With two small children, nap time is a sacred thing for a SAHM, really for any mother. It's the small time period in the day where you can have "mommy time". To me, this time means sit on the couch and stuff your face, I mean clean the house. Potato, Potaaato.
And now that things have gone all whack, it's thrown me for a loop. Sweet Lillian, I love you so. Just nap it out, baby girl.
Atleast you're the sweetest, smiliest, most laid back baby ever (or that's ever been in this family)


















In other news, she pretty consistent with her night time sleep. So atleast that's good.

Seriously though, I've really been trying to work on not freaking out when things don't go according to plan. I tend to get the panties-in-a-wad syndrome pretty easily and I'm making a real effort to work on that. This too shall pass!

Happy Friday!


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Game changer

Lillian Lindley is about to be 3 months old. How is this possible? While I've loved every minute of my sweet baby's new life, things have also been rough at times.

If you know me at all, you know I get stressed when things so awry. And with a newborn and crazy two year old, it's not always going to be fun and games. I don't handle stress well. I panick. I cry. I lash out at Joey. Bless him.
Bless Hudson, too. I've had some bad mommy moments with Hudson. Not going to lie, he was yelled at and starving for attention a lot in the beginning. And that made me so sad. It was hard for me to grasp that he didn't understand that his sister was sleeping and he couldn't scream at the top of his lungs. You can't really rationalize with a two year old. Doesn't really work.
I've said the whole time that the Hudson part of this process has been the hardest. He is frustrated with not getting all the attention and is lashing out. And most of that bad behavior is being directed at me. Insert mommy's heart breaking.

But, I finally feel like I am getting this mother of two thing down. Am I still going to have my moments where I want to scream (or will scream), of course!! Have I figured it all out, heck no! But I probably never will.
I'm really just trying to step back, take a deep breath and embrace/be grateful that I get to be their mother and stay at home with these sweet babies.

God blessed me with these angels!





















































Daddy being sweet with our babies.





sorry if this post doesn't make much sense, but this was on my heart tonight and I want to be able to look back at this crazy fun time and remember that we survived it (gracefully)


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She get it from her momma

My children are so lucky to have their Kiki! They really have no idea. Not only does she give and give... Both of her time and love, but she also keeps and keeps.
My mom has so many of my brother and I's childhood things, its insane! And Lillian has been wearing my clothes since she was born. So special!
I used to think that some of it was outdated, but that's what I love about it. Sweet smocking and rosebud fabrics are timeless!











These figurines. LOVE them. My mom collected one for every year up until I was 21. They are the sweetest things and I'm pretty sure they don't make them anymore.
She gave Lillian the "new baby" for Christmas.





And Hudson has been wearing Brett's clothes, too!





And the Lindley littles (really only Hudson now) also enjoy our old rocking horse and table and chairs.






She has inspired me to go through all Hudson's old clothes and really preserve the special pieces. Well I haven't done it yet, but I will!!

Love that Kiki to the moon!

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