• Jenny

First Hints of Fall... and a First for Mommy

This post originally appeared on our old blog Born to be a Bride.


Today it’s set to blaze again, but yesterday was a true taste of fall. Josh reported after walking the dog that it was actually cold in the morning. At first, I was pretty bummed at the news, but I bundled Wills up in a thick pair of leggings, a wool sweater, and her little Ugg boots and we headed out to the post office to ship some headband orders before her early nap. Bliss!

Willow could not get enough of the wind — she was cracking up with every gust. It was seriously one of the sweetest things I’ve seen. She is in this precious moment right now where everything is funny and exciting. Her dad walks through the door at the end of the day and she starts flapping her arms and grinning, eyes squinted closed with the laughter. It’s so precious and fulfilling, and it makes me remember that life with a baby will just keep getting better.


With each month, then season, that passes, I get sad. I hate that she’s getting older and closer to leaving me. But I keep hearing that as fun as the baby days are, it gets even better. I tell myself this when she falls asleep in my arms at night. I break every rule in the book, nursing and rocking her to sleep — and I really don’t care.


I hear too often from parents of two or more that they babied their second much more than the first. I don’t want to do that. I want to baby this one, now. I want to let her be as little as she is today, and honor her growth tomorrow. As these first hints of fall turn into a proper season, inching closer to and then arriving at her first birthday, I’ll have to keep adjusting to give her what she needs then. I will always miss my squishy newborn, but I am falling even more in love with my little girl with every passing day.

In other news, I tried the Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte yesterday. I had to, guys. Admittedly, I asked for only two pumps (typical is four), but I did go for the whipped cream. The verdict? My #PSL was the biggest waste of $5 in recent years. It wasn’t detestable by any means, but it was way too sweet. With every sip, I kept thinking, “I wish this just was a Pike.” So, I guess I tried to be a basic b*tch but I just couldn’t. Looking ahead to more firsts this season, for my little one and for her mama.


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