Daycare Woes

I can't believe my time at home is almost over! Wesleigh will be starting daycare next week. 

I always knew I'd be a working mom but it still stinks! She's so small. I am lucky to have had 10 weeks home with her but it just doesn't seem like enough. 

This country needs to get with the times and offer better maternity leave like most other places in the world. 

She'll be close to home and my job so that's comforting in case I need to get to her quick.

I'm sure she'll love the interaction with other kids when she gets a little older and it'll be good for her to get social interaction with other people. She's just been extra clingy to me lately that I worry until she adjusts she's going to be miserable. 

My sweet husband helped yesterday and he probably doesn't even realize how much it meant to me. We take turns praying before dinner. Yesterday he prayed for a smooth transition for me and Wes next week. It's comforting to know that he sympathizes with how hard I anticipate leaving her will be. 

I hope I don't have a meltdown taking her the first few times. At least it'll be a short week since I start back to work on a Thursday. 

Here's hoping we both adjust quickly! 

Hair Bow Organization

It's been a hot minute since I've crafted anything. Probably a few months before Wesleigh was born. I got a big itch this past weekend so I decided to work on a project I've been wanting to make for a while: a hair bow organizer.

It was actually fairly easy but time consuming because (a) I have a little baby and (b) I wasn't happy with the color spray paint I initially bought. 

So here's what you need:

A wooden frame

Paint if you don't like the color of it

Screw hooks 

Staple gun and staples

Ribbon

I started by spray painting my frame. I got it 1/2 off at a Hobby Lobby. I chose something long and rectangular. It was black and I wanted it to be green so I purchased spray paint. Like I said, the initial color I bought was more yellowish than I wanted so my husband went and picked up something more green. Still a little more neon than I was hoping but we went with it anyway.

Once it was painted, we added the ribbon. I used four different kinds. You can use all the same pattern or different. I chose pinks and browns and zebra print. We just simply measured out even space between each ribbon and stapled the pieces on the frame with the staple gun. Spacing will vary depending on how many pieces of ribbon you want to use and the size of your frame.

Then my sweet husband screwed all of the hooks on along the bottom. These are for any headbands you want to hang that won't clip on the ribbons. We did one for every ribbon and added an extra on each end. You can use as many or as few hooks as you'd like. 

I added a little wooden zebra as embellishment with hot glue and may eventually add her name in wooden letters too.

That's basically it! Hang it on the wall and add your bows and headbands. Very easy project, especially if you get the right paint color the first go round and if you have a husband who takes pity on your poor math skills and helps figure out spacing :) 

And then you're not...

I think the strangest thing about pregnancy is that one day you are and the next day you aren't! Poof! 

Sometimes my whole pregnancy still feels so surreal. Like it didn't happen. Like I never was. Like a stork just left Wesleigh on our doorstep.

I think it's because (besides the new, not necessarily improved bod) everything just returns back to normal. You don't feel nauseous anymore... And let's face it, at one point, I thought I'd never eat normal again. You aren't swollen anymore. My feet hurt to walk on the day I delivered and the day after. I thought my feet might burst open. Now they are perfectly normal sized again, along with my hands.  You're belly is gone. I mean, you're left with some extra flab but the big, round belly, just gone. 

And then there's the actual labor. I still cannot believe that a human, a big big human, came out of me. One minute she was inside and the next she was out. And let's not forget the fact that it's unreal to think about how she could've fit in there in the first place. 

And she's not even two months yet and the whole thing feels like it was a lifetime ago. 

You spend nine months preparing for birth and then it's just over. Very weird this whole pregnancy thing. Very weird.