Weekend happiness

A sweet little photoshoot happiness for mommy this weekend. Two adoring sisters and a lovely little family (that, in full disclosure, I happen to be related to), and a good time was had by all!

A note to all my babes

Dear Sophie,

You are about to be a big sister and I have no idea how to make this an easy transition for you. In fact, my heart hurts a little to think that you might be sad or confused - that you will not understand that my capacity to love is about to double; not divide.

Love,

Mommy (you can go back to calling me Mommy instead of Mom, thank you.)

Dear Baby Barber,

If you are going to keep me up all night, you might as well come on out. Ready (ha!) when you are.

Love,

Mommy

Dear Bryan,

You are the most amazing father and husband. I'm so grateful to be growing our little family together. Thank you for everything you do for us.

Love,

Amy

My bump, my bump

Mybumpmybumpmybump,

My lovely lady lump.

Check it out!

Rainy morning yesterday meant breaking out my favorite houndstooth rainboots. A few rays of sunshine in the afternoon did not mean taking them off. And they made for a good belly picture; as if I needed another reason to wear them. I think the baby dropped over the last 48 hours because I can actually take a deep breath again. Shoo-wee! Final stretch!

34 weeks.

Keeping momma busy

To continue with the getting back to being "me" theme, here is what I've been up to! Getting crafty (some things I can't show you, because they might wind up in your Christmas stocking), taking pictures, a trip to Charlotte to see some girlfriends - and who doesn't love a good baby shower?! Still working on the nursery slowly but surely. Will try to actually take some pictures of it before the baby arrives!

While we're talking about staying busy, I have to tell you about the three quickest hours of my day: 9am-12pm, also known as pre-school. Sophie goes Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday for three hours, which may seem like lots of time, but I promise you, it isn't.

At least I have a routine: Tuesdays I run all of my errands, Wednesday I do laundry and clean the house, and Thursdays I try to do something relaxing (sewing, baby projects, etc.). By the time I subtract driving time to/from preschool, I'm left with 2 hours and 20 minutes. Then subtract five potty breaks (34 weeks pregnant, remember?), giving some attention to my furbabies, prepping lunch and dinner, catching up on the phone with a friend or family member, stopping to eat a snack or two (34 weeks pregnant, remember?), my other tasks are left with very little time to be completed. And just forget it if my swollen little fingers find their way to the keyboard and type in "Pinterest" before I can stop them.

Friends, I am NOT complaining, I love my mommy time and yet I miss Sophie when she's gone. It is just amazing how quickly three hours can be exhausted!!

Anyhoo, what post is complete without some photos. Have a great day, y'all!

Took pics of this adorable birthday boy!

I've been getting a little crafty... watch out!

The momma-to-be, me and Whitney.

Whitney is due three days after me!

The most unbelievable cupcakes come from the kitchen

of the grandma-to-be, Helen. (Wishing I had the leftovers right now.)

New rule: family dinner

We are three weeks into successful family dinners several nights a week! I think this makes up for the time daddy has to spend on the road away from us. Our most recent successful family dinner was easy-peasy and Sophie almost cleaned her plate.

Pork chops with Kale was the basis for the meal. My changes to the recipe were marinating the pork chops in soy sauce to help tenderize (what is worse than a tough pork chop?), and I used more like half the can of tomato paste instead of just a tablespoon.

I served this with Parmesan couscous and Sophie's version was a cut-up pork chop, couscous, a handful of cherry tomatoes and kale chips (instead of the wet, tomato-y kale). I'm not sure where my kale chip recipe came from, but I've found a method that works for me:

Wash, dry, and tear kale into bite size pieces

Drizzle with EVOO

Spread out on baking sheet (I line it with aluminum foil for simple clean up)

Sprinkle with salt

Bake 250 for 25 minutes

Have you had successful, healthy family dinners that even picky eaters enjoyed? I'd love to know to add to our repertoire!

The unthinkable

I've done the unthinkable in the Sophie en Sophie household. I deployed sprinkles on an everyday lunch.

The kid needed to eat some prunes, if you know what I mean. Today has turned out to be one of those days where I'm not in the mood for talking about eating prunes, or begging her to eat prunes, or chasing her around the house with multicolored toothpicks stacked with prunes... Sophie likes to play in the spice cabinet and found some sprinkles that are who-knows-how-old. She said "peeeeees mommy?" And we've been working on manners. So, I had to.

I generously applied sprinkles to her plate of prunes and some also made it on to the peanut butter sandwich. She gobbled them up. Was it worth it? We'll know in about 2.5 hours (hopefully she sleeps that long, mommy needs a nap, too)!

That's what she said

Adios summer, it's been real. Lake Michigan

There is no shortage of articles and studies in the world on parenting and how one should talk to their children. I've read that if you talk in baby-talk, the child will have a harder time getting the real word right themselves. While a higher-pitched "motherese" is more interesting and garners more attention from the babes, using proper grammar is still important.

Friends, I've sort of fallen off the wagon. Now, I'm not saying I chase Sophie around asking if she wants some "wa-wa," but there are some words that she says in baby-speak that I can't pass up repeating. Allow me to divulge some of our favorite Sophie-speak:

Hummy = hungry

Muk = milk

Manno = Maddy

Sacks = snacks

I yuh you = I love you

Fooney = smoothie

Bucklebuck = buckle up

Mo = more

Mickey hou-hou-house = Mickey Mouse

Shawt, Kissit, Maset, E-it, KK = Shawn, Kristin, Mason, Ian, Kaelin

Wha Daddy doit? = What is Daddy doing?

Poopies awwww got = Mommy, thank you for changing my dirty diaper (Poopies all gone).

And folks, that's what she said.