Random Thoughts

Mom Jeans
I went shopping the other day with my mom and sisters, where I found a pair of really cute Calvin Klein cropped skinny jeans. I'm back into my old pre-pregnancy jeans, but they don't fit the way they used to because my body is definitely shaped differently now.

So I tried these skinny jeans on, and I was like wow, these make me look good! They had a higher rise, but I wear long shirts with my skinny jeans anyway, so they looked really cute. So I bought them. The next day I pulled the jeans out of the closet to put them on. As I was taking the tags off, I happened to glance down and notice the word "shaper" on the tag.

Shaper, I thought? That's weird.

As I investigated further, I discovered that the jeans have a tummy shaping panel all along the front. Why do these jeans make me look good? Because they're "mom jeans." And I'm officially a mom now. Sigh.


The Babysitter
Debbie, the wonderful saint-of-a-woman who watches Emme on Tuesdays and Fridays while I work, lives in our ward. This last Sunday, she happened to be in Young Womens for the last hour as we had a discussion with the girls and their mothers about the Young Women broadcast last week.

As we were waiting for the meeting to begin, Emme was being passed around the room as various girls were taking turns holding her. She ended up being held by a girl sitting next to Debbie. Debbie noticed Emme and leaned over to get her attention and say hi to her. Once Emme's eyes found Debbie, her face spread into a giant smile. Then she grabbed Debbie's face with both hands and smiled with her whole body, and started to coo and talk to her. Emme knew exactly who she was! And she was so excited to see her! It was one of the most tender moments I've ever seen. It made me so happy as a mom because it was so reassuring to know that she loves being with Debbie while I'm gone. It was just what I needed.


Daddies
A few weeks ago Chris and Emme and I went to a party for his cousin & wife who were in town visiting. There ended up being five or six other couples there, who had all had babies within the last three months. We ended up having three or four of us nursing our babies in the front room all at the same time. I had a really good time chatting and visiting with the other ladies, since we all had a lot in common.

A little later in the evening, I walked into the kitchen to get a drink where Chris and two of the other men were chatting. In passing, I expected to overhear a piece of their conversation about the stock market, or work, or the most recent Jazz game.

Instead, I overheard these three twenty-something year old men talking about what age they moved their babies into their cribs, infant sleep training methods, and feeding schedules. It was one of the most adorable moments, that I'll never forget. Chris is such an amazingly wonderful hands-on dad, and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

{And some pictures just because. This is the face Emme makes when dad kisses her neck with a scratchy beard.}