Friday, December 28, 2012

On to a New Year

Christmas 2012 was a success. We ate, we drank, and we were mostly merry. We handled our first Christmas without my mother-in-law with grace, just as she would have wanted. A tear or two may have been shed but we carried on and while no Christmas will ever be the same, we are moving toward a new sense of normal.

With an immediate family of over 30, I was nervous how the Peanut would do with the noise at my grandma's on Christmas Eve. But in true family style, she rolled with the punches and of course, everyone enjoyed seeing her. She received a new wardrobe for Christmas and after 3 loads of laundry, it's almost all washed and put away. We asked our family and friends to hold the toys, and while they did restrain, we got enough where we needed to buy a pseudo toy box for her. And by pseudo, I mean I ordered this one from Amazon. The husband checked a few things off my wish list and I think I surprised him with a few gifts of his own. Our family spoiled us as usual. 






 The week before Christmas, the Peanut decided that she would start to roll, and not just from belly to back but back to belly and all around. Now she wiggles and scoots and rolls all over the place. I'm going to have to invest in a rug pretty soon because she no longer stays on her play blanket. Bedtime has been a challenge since she has started to roll because as soon as I put her in her crib, she flips to her belly. Which would be fine, if she didn't bury her face in her sheet. So needless to say, it's a constant game of rolling her back over until she figures out she can turn her head to the side. She's getting great at sitting up.

2012 was an emotional year, a lot of ups and downs along the way. In February we found out we were having a girl, we both turned 26 and took a mini vaca to Boston in March, in June we celebrated our first wedding anniversary and watched two good friends get married, and in July our daughter was born and my mother-in-law suddenly passed away.  In August we shared a moment with two of our best friends when they got in engaged and I went back to work in September. We saw an Oriole's playoff game and another set of two great friends get married in October and the Peanut experienced her first Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Next week the Peanut turns 6 months old. Here we go, leaping into a New Year! I have big plans for 2013 and I hope 2013 has big plans for me.


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Food and Cookies

What a busy weekend the Facini clan had. My work Christmas party was Friday night so good friends of ours came up to hang with the Peanut while the husband and I enjoyed a night out. She loved hanging out with Aunt Jerica and Uncle Brian! It was nice to enjoy an evening with M. In the beginning, we tried to do date night once a week but life gets in the way and priorities take place and date night falls to the way side. But we've been trying to get some one-on-one time lately. I remind myself daily it's important to keep our relationship lively, our Peanut will have a family of her own one day. 
Playing while Mommy and Daddy are out

Saturday morning we went to breakfast in the City. I LOVE breakfast and and I LOVE the city so it was a double treat for me. If you're ever in Baltimore and can't get into Blue Moon (because it's almost impossible to get into Blue Moon) check out Teavolve. Great breakfast cocktails and yummy food to go with. You will not be disappointed. Saturday night we took the Peanut to our first playdate. Our friend's little girl is just 8 days older than A. It's surreal how two babies so close in age are so different. It was a lot of fun to see them interact with one another.
Our blue-eyed girl at breakfast
Sunday my sister-in-law came up and we spent the day making Christmas cookies. My husband requested peanut butter balls and I'm pretty sure I've gained 5lbs just from those darn things! Soooo good. If you are a fan of Reese's, peanut butter balls will be a holiday favorite! The Hot Cocoa cookies weren't bad either, but they needed more cocoa despite what the recipe calls for. And, we made the traditional Hershey Peanut Butter Kisses. All-in-all a very busy, very delicious weekend. 

Hershey Peanut Butter kisses and Hot Cocoa Stars.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Early Christmas Gift

If you asked my friends to describe me in one word, that word would probably be inpatient. So you should not be surprised when I tell you we celebrate Christmas early in our house. Or, at least we used to. This year we're celebrating Christmas on Christmas, I think.

Confused? Don't be. Here's the back story. Three years ago the husband (who wasn't actually my husband then) and I were still living with roommates. My best friend and her boyfriend, actually. We got a massive blizzard right before Christmas. We were all stuck in the house and going stir crazy. I begged and begged and begged the (now) husband to give me my Christmas present early. When the weather finally broke (5 days before Christmas), my best friend and her boyfriend headed to his family's to exchange gifts. The husband went upstairs to his secret hiding place, got my present, came back downstairs, stood in front of me and proposed. I, of course, happily accepted and have been insisting we celebrate Christmas on the 20th every year since.

The real reason I like celebrating Christmas early with him is because we always travel South for Christmas, so we never wake up in our own beds in our own home for Christmas. Christmas is special to me, he is special to me, ergo I want a special moment with him at Christmas. But surrounded by 35 of my closest family members on Christmas eve and our immediate family on Christmas Day, I don't get that special moment. Don't get me wrong, I love celebrating with our family. It's just something about soaking up Christmas alone with him, in front of a lit Christmas tree, that gives me the warm and fuzzies.

Now to the real point of the this point--yes, I know I've been rambling for three paragraphs now. We are celebrating Christmas in St. Mary's again this year but we're not taking all of the Peanut's gifts down. It's too much to lug back and forth, especially considering she's going to get a ton of gifts (it is her first Christmas, after all) and we'll have hers and ours to bring back up. So the bouncer that we bought her for Christmas is staying put in Baltimore. I've been relentless about my husband putting it together so she has a chance to play with it before we head South. FINALLY, He put it together last night.

 Non-plussed? You betcha. Oh well, there's always next year :)  

Ps. The real spirit of Christmas is not lost with us. Next year we're going to do Advent with her so she too understands Christmas is not just some obligatory gift giving holiday. 

Friday, December 7, 2012

Christmas Traditions

The Peanut turned 5 months old on Wednesday and while we were all smiles and giggles  because our little girl is growing by leaps and bounds, she is still stuffy and congested with a terrible cough. This is day 5 of the amoxicillin so hopefully we're on the downward swing of this nasty cold.

She can now roll from her belly to her back and vice versa. She has great neck control but still  hates being on her belly. She is back to waking up once in the middle of the night (somewhere between 2-4am) and loves to talk, smile, and laugh. Our dog, Tuck, is her new best friend and she giggles and giggles and giggles at him. She's mastered eating with a spoon and prefers sweet potatoes over squash and applesauce and pears over any veggie. This week we're going to try green beans.

We put our Christmas tree and decorations up last week and she is mesmerized by the lights. So in the spirit of Christmas, I stole (that doesn't sound right does it?) this from another blog I read (ps. check it out), but I thought it might be fun.

1. What makes Christmas such a special holiday for you and your family?
This is a bittersweet Christmas for us. This is our first Christmas as a family of three (four if you count Tuck and we do) and our first Christmas without Matt's mom. As you can imagine, emotions are running a bit on the hot and cold scale, some days are good, some days are not as good as others. We had the customary baby's first Christmas picture (looking for a photographer in the Maryland area? Check out luluedward.com) and have decked the out out in Christmas decor. The Peanut got her very own stocking, too.



 2. Were you told the truth about Santa Claus by your parents or did you find out another way? AND do you plan on lying to your kids?
 I had an older brother so I found out pretty quickly Santa wasn't real. And yes, Santa will be coming to see Ava this year. Although, we plan on making sure she understands the real meaning of Christmas and that giving is better than getting. 

3. Real tree or fake tree?
Fakity, fake, fake. I'm very allergic to any type of Christmas tree...evergreen, spruce, fir. So a fake tree it is for us.

4. Do you open presents on Christmas Eve, Morning or both?
 We spend Christmas Eve at my Grandma's and split Christmas morning with my mom and Matt's family (this year my mom will be spending Christmas morning at Matt's house with us) and then spend the day after Christmas (usually) with my dad. So there is a whole lotta present opening.

5.What is your favorite Christmas movie to watch? And favorite Christmas song to listen to?   
Home Alone is my favorite Christmas movie. I can watch in any time of the year and it puts me in the Christmas mood. I don't have a favorite Christmas song, really. I do LOVE the old school Christmas music from the 20s-30s-40s-50s.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Christmas Wish List

My husband told me I need to expand my blog, that as much as he loves our Peanut, my blog is apparently boring him. So in an effort to diversify my blog, here's my Christmas wish list. Obviously, just a wish for an item or two :)

A Massage


My shoulders and neck could use some stress relief.






Pearls from Tiffany's 



I'd kill my husband if he spent this much money on me at Christmas but a girl can dream...







Charms for my Pandora bracelet 
 I need more colorful ones to add to the many silver I already have.





Fun nail polish
 I'm kinda into getting my nails painted now.












This Scarf- in Mint
 I love the loop look but I'm not crazy about this color/pattern but it's the only one I could get in a picture.












Trench Coat by Michael Kors
 Every year when Fall starts, I say I'm buying a coat similar to this. Not once have I bought one. Definitely another wish list item. Michael Kors isn't in our price range this year, either.












Leather Gloves and Handbag from Coach

 Ahhhh. It's nice to internet shop.











Of course I could go on and on, I love books of any kind, I'd love a jogging stroller, some new cook books, any sweater from the Gap, a new work suit, a new pair of heels, a new countertop. But all I really NEED, I already have. An awesome husband and a happy, (mostly, we're battling an ear infection and head cold) healthy, Peanut. But it doesn't hurt to dream!

Monday, December 3, 2012

25 Rules for Mothers of Daughters

I posted one for Dads a week or so ago so I thought I'd post one for Moms. The Peanut turns 5 months on Wednesday so more about her, then.

1.  Paint her nails.  Then let her scratch it off and dirty them up.  Teach her to care for her appearance, and then quickly remind her that living and having fun is most important.

2.  Let her put on your makeup, even if it means bright-red-smudged lips and streaked-blue eyes.  Let her experiment in her attempts to be like you...then let her be herself.


3. Let her be wild. She may want to stay home and read books on the couch, or she may want to hop on the back of a motorcycle-gasp. She may be a homebody or a traveler. She may fall in love with the wrong boy, or meet Mr. Right at age 5. Try to remember that you were her age once. Everyone makes mistakes, let her make her own. 

4. Be present. Be there for her at her Kindergarten performances, her dance recitals, her soccer games…her everyday-little-moments. When she looks through the crowds of people, she will be looking for your smile and pride. Show it to her as often as possible.

5.  Encourage her to try on your shoes and play dress-up.  If she would rather wear her brother's superman cape with high heels, allow it.  If she wants to wear a tutu or dinosaur costume to the grocery store, why stop her?  She needs to decide who she is and be confident in her decision.

6.  Teach her to be independent.  Show her by example that women can be strong.  Find and follow your own passions.  Search for outlets of expression and enjoyment for yourself-not just your husband or children.  Define yourself by your own attributes, not by what others expect you to be.  Know who you are as a person, and help your daughter find out who she is.

7.  Pick flowers with her.  Put them in her hair.  There is nothing more beautiful than a girl and a flower.

8. Let her get messy. Get messy with her, no matter how much it makes you cringe inside. Splash in the puddles, throw snowballs, make mud pies, finger paint the walls: just let it happen. The most wonderful of memories are often the messy ones.

9. Give her good role models- you being one of them. Introduce her to successful woman - friends, co-workers, doctors, astronauts, or authors.  Read to her about influential woman - Eleanor Roosevelt, Rosa Parks, Marie Curie. Read her the words of inspirational woman - Jane Austen, Sylvia Plath, Emily Dickinson. She should know that anything is possible.

10. Show her affection. Daughters will mimic the compassion of their mother. “I love yous” and Eskimo kisses go a long way.

11. Hold her hand. Whether she is 3 years-old in the parking lot or sixteen years old in the mall, hold on to her always - this will teach her to be confident in herself and proud of her family.

12.  Believe in her.  It is the moments that she does not believe in herself that she will need to believe enough for both of you.  Whether it is a spelling test in the first grade, a big game or recital, a first date, or the first day of college.  Remind her of the independent and capable woman you have taught her to be.

13. Tell her how beautiful she is. Whether it is her first day of Kindergarten, immediately after a soccer game where she is grass-stained and sweaty, or her wedding day. She needs your reminders. She needs your pride. She needs your reassurance. She is only human.
14. Love her father. Teach her to love a good man, like him. One who lets her be herself…she is after all wonderful.

15. Make forts with boxes and blankets. Help her to find magic in the ordinary, to imagine, to create and to believe in fairy tales. Someday she will make her 5 by 5 dorm-room her home with magic touches and inspiration. And she will fall in love with a boy and believe him to be Prince Charming.

16. Read to her. Read her Dr. Seuss and Eric Carle. But also remember the power of Sylvia Plath and Robert Frost. Show her the beauty of words on a page and let her see you enjoy them. Words can be simply written and simply spoken, yet can harvest so much meaning. Help her to find their meaning.

17. Teach her how to love- with passion and kisses. Love her passionately. Love her father passionately and her siblings passionately. Express your love. Show her how to love with no restraint. Let her get her heart broken and try again. Let her cry, and gush, giggle and scream. She will love like you love or hate like you hate. So, choose love for both you and her.

18. Encourage her to dance and sing. Dance and sing with her - even if it sounds or looks horrible.  Let her wiggle to nursery rhymes. Let her dance on her daddy's feet and spin in your arms. Then later, let her blast noise and headbang in her bedroom with her door shut if she wants. Or karaoke to Tom Petty in the living room if she would rather. Introduce her to the classics - like The Beatles- and listen to her latest favorite - like Taylor Swift. Share the magic of music together, it will bring you closer - or at least create a soundtrack to your life together.

19. Share secrets together. Communicate. Talk. Talk about anything. Let her tell you about boys, friends, school. Listen. Ask questions. Share dreams, hopes, concerns. She is not only your daughter, you are not only her mother. Be her friend too.

20. Teach her manners. Because sometimes you have to be her mother, not just her friend. The world is a happier place when made up of polite words and smiles.

21. Teach her when to stand-up and when to walk away. Whether she has classmates who tease her because of her glasses, or a boyfriend who tells her she is too fat - let her know she does not have to listen. Make sure she knows how to demand respect - she is worthy of it. It does not mean she has to fight back with fists or words, because sometimes you say more with silence. Also make sure she knows which battles are worth fighting. Remind her that some people can be mean and nasty because of jealousy, or other personal reasons. Help her to understand when to shut her mouth and walk-away. Teach her to be the better person.

22. Let her choose who she loves. Even when you see through the charming boy she thinks he is, let her love him without your disapproving words; she will anyway. When he breaks her heart, be there for her with words of support rather than I told-you-so. Let her mess up again and again until she finds the one. And when she finds the one, tell her.

23.  Mother her.  Being a mother - to her - is undoubtedly one of your  greatest accomplishments.  Share with her the joys of motherhood, so one day she will want to be a mother too.  Remind her over and over again with words and kisses that no one will ever love her like you love her.  No one can replace or replicate a mother's love for their children.

24.  Comfort her.  Because sometimes you just need your mommy.  When she is sick, rub her back, make her soup and cover her in blankets - no matter how old she is.  Someday, if she is giving birth to her own child, push her hair out of her face, encourage her, and tell her how beautiful she is.  These are the moments she will remember you for.  And someday when her husband rubs her back in attempt to comfort her...she may just whisper, "I need my mommy."

25.  Be home.  When she is sick with a cold or broken heart, she will come to you; welcome her.  When she is engaged or pregnant, she will run to you to share her news; embrace her.  When she is lost or confused, she will search for you; find her.  When she needs advice on boys, schools, friends or an outfit; tell her.  She is your daughter and will always need a safe harbor - where she can turn a key to see comforting eyes and a familiar smile; be home.