Weekend in Review

harper smile

This weekend was exceptional. It feels like summer is here and, just like every year, I forget I actually love summer until we’re in it. However, check in with me around August and I might have other opinions about the weather. August in Georgia is no joke, friends. Imagine a super-sauna and then crank the humidity up to 1000 and that is what Georgia feels like at summer’s end. But, for now, the weather is swell and let us all soak up our farmers’ tans, grill all our food, and keep our eyes peeled for the perfect baby sun hat. Maybe the last one only applies to me, but it sure is a cute accessory necessity we can all think about for a moment. Something like this or this (to coordinate with mama) is at the top of my list for my teeny girl.

Also of note, my dear, sweet baby slept 7.5 hours Friday and Saturday night… and Pal and I got to do the same! What a beautiful gift (and one I will never take for granted).

On Sunday Harper got to experience her first cookout. A few of us went to our friends’ house and enjoyed delicious food in the great outdoors. It doesn’t take much more than a back porch and a nice breeze to make me happy this time of year and, judging from the picture below, my kid feels the same. It was glorious – steak, veggies, corn muffins from heaven, and blueberry crumble with extra Cool Whip. Harps napped through dinner and this mama said a million thank yous.

baby lounge

If I can make requests, as I am wont to do, I’d like for every weekend to feel a lot like this past one. So, consider my request formally logged and sent out into the universe.

cool mom

Lastly, I leave you with this:

“I’m not a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.” – Mrs. George

So Much To Say

…and yet, there seems to be very little time and/or brain power to get the words out. But, here we are, nearly 8 weeks in and my dear girl gets more perfect each and every day.

Harper

Motherhood has changed me in some of the best ways in my very short tenure as a mama. It has helped me gain patience (which I desperately needed), allowed me to be more kind and forgiving towards myself, and shown me that maybe I don’t need 9 hours of sleep a night (I do, but I’ll take what I can get.).

Motherhood has also given me the ability to feel much more comfortable in my own skin than I ever have. Maybe it’s a shift in perspective, maybe it’s just me getting older, or maybe I have just enough energy to care about what really matters. Whatever it is, I am grateful and happy for it.