Ellie’s First Halloween

I’ll be the first to say that Halloween is not my favorite holiday (Christmas and Easter are!). Last year, we stayed in and watched a scary movie (No Country for Old Men). Having a child definitely makes for a different experience! This year, I’ve been thinking about the holiday quite a bit. Because Ellie can’t choose for herself yet, she wore two of her cousins’ costumes: an octopus in the afternoon and a flower in the evening! (George dressed up, too! See below!)

If that wasn’t enough, I got her a Carters outfit at Target that says, “I’m so cute, it’s spooky!” Who can resist polka dots, glitter, and a black tutu? Not this mama!

What’s great about Halloween is spending it with others. We had some friends over for stew and cider (and they brought Sweet Mandy B’s!!!)–not to mention adorable photo opps, then headed to the burbs for an open house party and more photos!!! 

Seeing all of the kids dressed up for trick or treating (both in person and online) was so fun! Keep the photos coming, and I’ll keep liking them!

It also got me day dreaming about when Ellie grows up: taking her trick or treating, seeing what costumes she’ll choose, making her give Mommy and Daddy all of the Snickers. Just kidding…she can keep some.

Hope you had a great holiday celebrating, and that you’re enjoying the extra hour of sleep. I’ve been up since 6 am…zzzz….

   
    
 

She’s Arrived! Meet the Newest Second City Gal 

It’s been a little more than eight weeks since I’ve posted, but I swear I have a good excuse. Nate and I welcomed the sweetest little girl into the world on Friday, June 26. She is healthy, happy, has a head of vibrant red hair with beautiful blue eyes like her daddy and a feisty personality like me. She already smiles, makes funny faces, and loves cuddles. She has stolen our hearts, and I am head over heels for her. She’s the newest Second City Gal: Ellie.

Now, it has been quite a roller coaster, and let me tell you: the highs are high and the lows are very low. No one can really prepare you for how stressful, anxiety-filled, life-altering (should I continue) those first few weeks are. You are mentally and physically exhausted. I cried when I was happy. I cried when I was sad. I cried when I didn’t know if I was happy or sad. I felt guilty for wanting to go to work because that would be easier than the mystery of motherhood (25 hours of labor–yes, 25–would be easier). I felt fragile, like I could break at any moment, and I did…a lot…yet I had to keep it together for this tiny human that I’ve been excited about for the past 10 months. I felt scared that I wasn’t as joyful as I thought I could or should be. 

One thing I did know was that I felt (and still feel) extremely grateful for everyone who texted, called, emailed, visited, sent a card, made food, brought/sent a card or gift, held her, and gave me the support I needed (still need). There’s nothing more special than sharing this experience with others.

People kept telling me it would get better. I stared at them blankly thinking, “When?” But it has. I’m definitely not out of the woods yet. I still feel vulnerable, but my confidence has grown. I’m starting to know Ellie more: what she needs and what she wants. It’s truly like getting to know a stranger who relies on you to survive. She is a good baby, and I feel blessed for that. 

I miss her when I’m not with her…her smile, her smell. I love the way our pup George protects his sis and kisses her toes. (I call us the three musketeers now because we are always together.) I look forward to the many adventures we will have as a family now. A family…it feels unreal to say. 

I daydream about what she’ll be like in five years, 10 years, 20 years. What she’ll look like. I hope she is a smart girl, a sweet girl. I hope she laughs a lot, and knows that she can come to me with anything and everything. I hope that she finds love in her life. I hope she has a good support system of friends. I hope she doesn’t grow up too fast. I hope she doesn’t stress too much. I hope she feels safe. 

I hope she knows I will do anything for her: I just want her to be happy. And know I will love her always. 

Love you, Ellie. You are everything. 

 xo. Mommy