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Friday, July 12, 2013

Redeeming a Holiday


Last Independence Day stands out so well in my mind.  I remember I had felt like I had just started to come out of the cloud of really bad morning sickness I had suffered with the first few months of pregnancy. And in celebration of finally getting my appetite back (or should I say any taste at all for any food- you mamas who've had bad morning sickness understand me here!) this once vegan chica decided to dive into the North Carolina BBQ luncheon at my parent's swim club. Ummm bad idea. Though that pulled pork, chilly cold slaw, baked beans, and hush puppies (aw geez those things are tempting!) were good for the eatin' they were just too much for preggers gal. I spent the entire next 24 hours lying on the sofa feeling like the plague had caught me. And my husband had a deadline at work so he wasn't home till after midnight to take care of me (because I believe sickness always requires a sympathy vote). Y'all it was bad. I couldn't even drink water. 

As I crawled up the stairs to climb into bed (yes, literally crawled, and yes I was pitiful) I thought that the next 4th of July would be different. So needless to say I picked up an adorable patriotic dress at my favorite consignment shop when Caroline was just a couple months old in anticipation of redeeming the summer holiday. 

Here's a look...


We stopped by my parent's house for a bit. And I was super excited Mike voluntarily put on a shirt to match our patriotic colors. He's generally not a matchy matchy guy. We also stopped by some friends' cookout and took Caroline to play at the YMCA playground. 

Later that weekend we took Caroline swimming at my parent's pool. It was her first time in the water. She was hesitant at first but then loved it. Swimming was followed with dinner and a rousing rendition of Caroline playing the piano. (serious on that one...the girl loves making a joyful noise on her great grandma's childhood piano.)

And just cause I can get discouraged reading other mommy blogs and seeing everyone in holiday matching outfits and upon clicking the links they post I realize they spent more than my entire season's clothing budget on just their child's outfit (whew...that was long winded...did ya follow me? Cute blog = cute kid = cut outfit = second mortgage to afford it = discourging)...I thought I'd say (whether or not you think we're actually cute matching or not, just let me live the dream) I didn't spend a pretty penny on our 4th get-ups. My shirt is Ann Taylor Loft but I got it free at a clothing swap (thanks, Paige. You know my address if you ever want to clean out your closet!), Mike's was bought with a giftcard, Caroline's patriotic dress was consignment and her striped swim suit was Target. All that to say things can be done on the cheap and I did not spend $50 on my daughter's dress.

From feeling like the plague to having a fun baby girl to celebrate with. I'd say 4th of July weekend just moved up in my book. Now here's to hoping I can redeem Thanksgiving (Caroline was 4 days old and I hadn't slept more than 1 hour at a time since before her birth) , Christmas (I was in the worst pain ever...and I'm a natural childbirth mama so I'm talking pain y'all! thanks to an extraordinarily rare breastfeeding complication), New Years (I was in emergency surgery thanks to the aforementioned "extraordinarily rare breastfeeding complication"- "extraordinarily rare" is not a phrase you want to here a highly experienced surgeon say), and Valentine's Day (you guessed it...hospital again surgery again because we just love the in room TV and delivered food...kidding, I am soo kidding).

I think I had 4 entirely different points just sprinkled (or one might be a little more honest and say splattered) throughout that post. But whew I got it all in. 


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