Since Hermione’s arrival 14 (gasp!) months ago my Instagram feed has been mostly images of her and all of the amazing (walking!) and adorable (toothy smiles!) things she does every day. Being Hermione’s mama is truly the best thing I have ever done in my life and I am proud to share her pictures with my social media followers.
Friends have often told me they wish I would come to their house and make them one of my smoothies every day. I get it. Smoothie making can get frustrating for even me. Keeping our fridge and freezer stocked with ample ingredients can be difficult and more often than not produce goes bad before it all gets used.
I love birthday parties. From Alice in Wonderland teas as a child, to bars full of friends as a twenty something, to lovely intimate dinners with girlfriends I have had some very wonderful birthday celebrations. However, none of my own birthday celebrations could ever top the feeling of my baby girl turing 1! I woke up giddy with excitement on April 27th and snatched Hermione from her nursery so we could start playing!
The four weeks immediately following Hermione’s birth were some of the most physically and emotionally draining I have ever been through. This is a story I have wanted to tell and now, a year later I finally feel ready to revisit what was an incredibly difficult time for me.
I am embarrassed to admit this. I ordered take out last night. In fact, we have ordered takeout or picked up dinner to go the majority of nights the past few weeks. To say I have been in a cooking rut is the understatement of the year. The past few months have been so busy between Hermione, several large work projects (stay tuned for details) and some major apartment redesigning that cooking has fallen by the wayside. By the time I put Hermione to bed at night I am so exhausted I can’t even begin to think about making dinner. Add to this my beloved Sun In Bloom opening a takeout spot down the street and you can see why I have not been cooking as much as I would like.
Yesterday Hermione turned 1! I can hardly believe it. The past year has been nothing short of magical. Watching her grow and change every second of every day has been an amazing gift. I love this little girl so much that even thinking about her makes my heart swell and tears well in my eyes. I can barely remember life without her. She brings so much love and joy to each and every day. Doug and I are incredibly blessed to be her parents.
I am always on the hunt for new and exciting clean beauty products. I am VERY picky with what I use on my skin. There are so many products out there masquerading as clean and safe by using unregulated words such as “all-natural”,”pure”, “green” etc. In fact, many of the products out there claiming to be non-toxic and pure are loaded with questionable and harmful ingredients.
TGIF! With the return of the cold weather this week seemed to drag on a bit. I am looking forward to the weekend and some quality family time. Tonight Doug and I are going on a date night to Les Miserables on Broadway. I am such a theatre nerd! I have probably seen Les Mis a bagillion times between the original production when I was growing up, the last Broadway revival, and the recent (not so great IMHO) movie. Still I can’t wait! Neither can my inner 12 year old who liked to pretend she was Eponine
My makeup habits have changed quite a bit over the years. I used to be the department store beauty counter type. I loved to go and have my makeup done and then buy the whole look the makeup artist put on me. Yup, I’m a sucker. Then, as Sephora got more popular I would make frequent trips, always stocking up on items I did not really need. Again, me = sucker.
Hermione’s first birthday is rapidly approaching. I can’t believe it has been almost a year since I met this miraculous little lady and my life was forever changed. As cliche as it may sound I honestly cannot remember my life before I was her mama. This past year has simultaneously been the most fun, most challenging, most joyous, most exhausting, longest and shortest year of my life. Anyone with children will understand what I am talking about. The days are very long ( I feel like I have lived a million lifetimes by 11am) but the weeks and months are so short!