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Don’t Blame the Cook


Pippa is a terrible sleeper although admittedly she’s getting better, I mean finally at 20 freaking months, we once again get to sleep almost through the night. Oddly though as an infant she was narcoleptic, she could be screaming her face off one second and then bam she would be utterly asleep. Naturally it never transitioned into her sleeping at night, but she would still randomly, during the day, go into total shutdown survival mode sleep. At one point I researched how early one could be diagnosed with narcolepsy. Not as a baby. She’s mostly grown out of it, except for this one habit of hers… I swear, don’t blame the cook.

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A letter to my 1 year old…


Dear Philippa Brynn,

I’m sure you’re asking yourself, who is she talking to, I know my peapod, we never call you by your formal name but we wanted to give you the option should you ever feel you grow out of “Pippa” to have another name. Happy 1st Birthday Pippa!!! Someday I hope you have a 1-year-old who we can celebrate their birthday together, because only then can you truly understand what a wonderful roller coaster of a year this has been. Determined to share your mama’s birth month you came 12 days early in September and entered the world swiftly on a beautiful Friday afternoon. This past year you’ve amazed us with your many expressions, from your often observational looks to your cheesy smiles and belly chuckles. You gave us far less scares than your brother did in his 1st year, with few unscheduled trips to the hospital or doctor. You have kept us tired though with your refusal to sleep in your crib or for any real length of time and your complete unwillingness to bother yourself with something like a routine or schedule. Your daring, taking years off my life, with your willingness to put absolutely everything you get your hands on in your mouth, to chew it for a bit, until I can fish it out. As well as your stealth ability to find something to climb. You crawled early and have been walking now for a couple of weeks. You’re determined not to be left behind by your brother. You have these large blue eyes that can just light up a room and will get you in a lot of trouble when your older, I have no doubt. You talk a lot but haven’t quite managed to put the words together yet, with the occasional ma ma ma and what we think is your attempt at the word up. You’re a nursing machine, with no signs of any desire to give up anytime soon. We made it through the year with cloth diapers and I wonder what you will think someday when you have children. Will you be as concerned about the same things I was as a mother? Hopefully there will be new and better options for you.  Some days it feels as though from the minute a baby is born they are leaving you, first turning their head away, rolling, crawling off to explore the world, and walking as you just started doing. I can only imagine what it will be like when you finally fly off on your own and leave for college, work or wherever life takes you. You’ve always kept yourself just a little closer to home than your brother has, making sure we’re in eyesight and keeping us close. You’ve always let us know that we’re the center of your world, and while I understand that eventually it will change, know that I’ve enjoyed being there.

You’re a stubborn one, taking after your parents. You refused to eat any of the homemade purees, not because of a dislike of vegetables but because you were determined to feed yourself “real food”. You love snuggles, cottage cheese, laughing at Brecken, sitting in our laps, chasing the puppies and climbing on anything you can get your hands on. We’re so very blessed to have you in our family Pippa girl and we cannot wait to watch you grow and celebrate birthday after birthday with you. So while today may not have seemed any different to you, other than lots of people saying strange Happy Birthday words when you’re around, know that it was a very special day for us!

Love you to the Moon & Back, always and forever XOXO,



Born September 23, 2011 at 1:07 p.m. 7 lbs 10oz, 20 inches long!

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Stay tuned for tomorrow’s big 12 Month Picture!!!!

Today You are Six Months Old!


Dear Philippa Brynn,

Today you are six months old or 262,974.383 minutes and counting!!!! Goodness, I thought it would be more minutes than that. You’re also probably wondering who Philippa Brynn is, since we never actually call you that. My darling Pippa, oh how time flies by. It seems like just yesterday, I was begging the Doctor that you needed to come early and behold, twelve days before your due date you lazily made your way into the world on a Friday afternoon. It’s funny how once you have children it’s as if you’ve always had children, the way you just fit into the puzzle that is our family.

The differences between Brecken and you have been evident since day one, and I love to see all the little things that make you uniquely you. They say that it isn’t really until around now that a babe’s personality really starts to shine through. But you, you must have a big personality, because it’s been evident since day one. You are such an observer, studying everything put in front of you, when you could finally hold objects it thrilled you greatly and you turn them over in your hands and then like most babies, right into the mouth. You love to laugh, especially at your brother who takes great pleasure in making you giggle. You have mastered the art of rolling over and take this new-found ability very seriously.  While you cannot quite sit up yet on your own, perhaps a result of your petite physique, you love to stand and I am nervous you are just going to skip crawling and start running. You’re a bit on the serious side my sweet baby, you make us charm you for those smiles, but when we get them they’re worth every moment. Only now after six months on this planet are you finally giving us an inkling of a routine and only an inkling, never fully willing to commit to something like a normal nap schedule. Yet your are the most content baby I know, nary a cry comes out of you unless it is for some serious grievance. So on this special day, when you are already halfway to a year, I hope you know how much I love you and how much I look forward to our journey ahead.