Not everyone loves coffee, but I’m sure you know one of those people that can’t get through the day without at least two cups of coffee. I’m def one of those people.. especially since having a baby. This guide is for the caff-fiends (get it?) in your life!
Pumpkin pie is my fav Thanksgiving food. My mom makes it every year and I don’t even attempt making it usually because anytime I ever make one of her recipes they never taste the same. But I had this great idea to make a chai pumpkin pie because we just bought a big ol bag of my favorite chai mix and ever since having Remy I still want sugar all day long.
If you follow my IG stories you probably saw that I didn’t have a whole lot of luck with this pie. Really, I’m surprised that this post even exists because nothing was going in the right direction. I for some reason thought we had eggs (we didn’t) and then my stand mixer crapped out and then when I finally made a pie and put it in the oven I burned my hand on the rack and spilled half of the filling on the floor. I was pretty sure that this stupid pie just wasn’t meant to be made. But I was soooo wrong.
Ricky convinced me to remake it and I put up a big fight but I’m so glad he won because this is the second best pumpkin pie ever! For real.
Remy is 3 months old now and his birth seems like it was so long ago. My days are so different than they were 3 months ago. Lots of spit up, weird growth spurts, fussy nights, and trying to help our cats adjust. Not to mention trying to maintain normalcy with our relationship..baby business is tough!
When you’re pregnant all you think about is being pregnant-eating the right stuff and avoiding weird things you’ve read about. None of it actually prepared me for having a baby. For dealing with the sleep deprivation those first 6 weeks, for the breastfeeding frustrations, for the mom guilt, for the baby blues..and even if I was warned about it, the advice was way off or romanticized. Anyways here are some things I’ve found to be bs or totally solid advice-wise.
Remy is 3 months old! I can’t believe how fast time is flying by. Ricky loves to say “I can’t wait until he’s walking” and I always say “slow down!”.
Remy is so much fun now. He recognizes us and loves to talk to us. It’s really cute. He’s probably the loudest baby ever. When he gets excited or upset he’s started letting out this high pitched squeal that makes everyone’s eyes go wide. When he’s upset and squealing that loud it’s hard to not smile at him. Not sure how long that will last but I enjoy it for now. He also has the cutest little smile. Ricky and I spend a lot of time just getting him to smile. Oh and now he blows raspberries! He does this thing where he looks us in the eyes and coos and smiles and blows raspberries. It’s v v cute.
Leaving the house with a two month old is always really interesting. On the days leading up to Ricky’s days off I come up with these elaborate plans that always involve a 20 minute drive and I over romanticize what it’s going to be like. It pretty much never goes the way I plan, and always ends up with me deciding I can’t ever leave the house with Remy again (until a week later when I forget how hard it was and decide we can try again and..repeat).
But a few weeks ago I decided I just wanted a day to pamper myself. You know..like take a bath and shave my legs for the first time since giving birth. And it couldn’t be just any bath, I needed to get a bath bomb which meant we needed to go to Lush which meant we had to drive to the mall. And because it was Ricky’s day off I thought, “we should do it as a family!”. I think you can see where this is headed. We made it to the mall okay, we even made it to Lush (although I made Ricky do laps with the baby around the mall while I was in there because that place can cause some major headaches) but omg did he cry until his face was purple on our way back to the car. And in the car on the way home. And for the next hour when we got home.
Remy is two months old! Everyone is always telling us to enjoy these moments because they go by so fast. But omg does it go by so fast. I already look back at pictures of him saying “look how little he was!”. Really, though, he needs to slow down.
Ricky and I are finally starting to feel like parents. We were so in awe of his cuteness in the early days, but also so shocked by how fast our lives changed we kind of felt like we were just fill-ins in someone else’s life. But it’s definitely getting easier now, and I think we’ve got the whole mom & dad thing down. Jk, we have no idea what we’re doing. He’s a little less grumpy lately though and we get to see lots of smiles so I like to think we’re doing something right.