I’m totally “THAT LADY”

You know, the one who says “Congratulations!” to you as you walk by with your adorable baby bump.  The one who looks longingly at you with your infant, and totally creeps you out with just a smile.  The one who can’t help but say “Enjoy, it goes by so fast!” as you roll your eyes. The one who you wish would just leave you alone because really, you’ve heard it all before and yeah, yeah, yeah you get it.

I know this, because just six short months ago I WAS you. 

And now, somehow, I’ve become THAT lady.  It happened so slowly I never saw it coming.  I had no idea it was happening to me.  One day I heard myself say “Congrats!” to a lady as I held open a door for her, I had an out of body experience and realized…

…IT HAD HAPPENED. To me?!?!

The moment I had dreaded.  Swore would never come.  It was here.

And I could not care less.

You see, six months ago I went into labor with a whole lot of ideas and judgments.  I very quickly found that babies don’t give a poop about your ideas, they do what they want.

I was going to have a natural, unmedicated birth.  Ended up with an emergency c-section 68 hours after my water broke.  (I should finally write my birth story one day before I forget everything!)

If having a child teaches you anything, it’s that you have no idea about things you thought you knew, and that there are plenty of things you don’t even know that you don’t know.

It’s a weird club of which to be a member. Others try to warn you, but you just can’t know until you know it and experience it yourself.

All the things other parents say are true. And one day you’ll catch yourself staring at that 5 week old and wondering how your sweet baby has gotten so big, so smart, so cute…so fast. Too fast, even. And before you know it those dreaded words will slip from your lips and fall upon the ears of a soon to be parent who just doesn’t know what they don’t know.

*I am absolutely not “that lady” who rubs random strangers bellies or attempts to pick up your child out of their stroller. If I ever become that lady you have full permission to take me out back and shoot me.

I have a good excuse!

I’m serious. I know I have been a terrible crafter lately. And an even more terrible blogger. But I have a really, really, really good excuse.




You see, while I was not posting and not crafting, I was basically hibernating and growing the adorable little two dimensional cutie pie above.

This is our first baby, and I was kind of smacked in the face with how little I was able to function for the last three months or so. Talk about tired! I’d get home at 6, and be in bed by 6:22. Wake up, repeat. Throw in some trips to the bathroom, eating what I could and that’s been my life for the last few months.

I totally thought of you all, though.

I thought about updating. I thought about crafting. Then I thought about sleeping and decided that’s what I had to do.

So you’ll forgive me?

Now that I’m entering that glorious time called the second trimester, I’m able to stay awake to about 9pm. I’m planning on having some time to craft and post! I’m off tomorrow, and I already have a project all lined up.

(I just have to say my husband has been amazing! He’s taken such good care of me, and has been so, so sweet!)