An afternoon date frees your evenings, you feel less rushed and tired, with zero guilt because you’re getting home in time to put the little one to bed. Tailor it just to you and your special someone: Not a theater person? See a great film instead. More interested in late brunch than an early dinner? Start the day a bit earlier and hit one of the city’s famed weekend brunch spots. Read on for the date and style details seen above…
~bed of hearts~
The days with baby are long; early-morning wake up calls from the nursery followed by a full day of bottles, burps, diaper changes, playtime, unsuccessful naps, mess cleaning, appointments, classes and a mountain of other chores that we like to call the ‘baby admin.’ Let’s be honest – planning a date night and arranging childcare can feel like just another time consuming task when you’re exhausted by the time baby’s bedtime rolls around. In early parenthood land, nodding off by 10 pm can feel more decadent than a swanky night out and getting a good night’s sleep can earn some serious locker room bragging rights. So, how can you make planning date night less hassle and more pleasure? How do you avoid turning that much needed romantic tryst into a snooze fest? How can you help keep those passionate feelings at the forefront of your mind when you’re both ready to go home?
I’ve consolidated some of the best tips I’ve heard and some personal tried and true methods for keeping date night a swoon worthy experience: before, during and long after the cab ride home…
It was baby’s first ski trip recently and we had a fantastic time even though our pre-crawler is still too young to do any actual skiing with us. I thought I’d share some of the things I found very useful on our snowy cabin adventure, some wish list favorites for the littlest of snow bunnies and a tried-and-tested list of DOs and DON’Ts for mommy and daddy bunnies…
My husband and I started a 3-year journal for couples: One ‘Q & A’ a day. Some of them are simple and silly: “I love it when you wear _blank_’. Others require more thoughtful answers: ‘what does kissing your partner feel like?’. I think it will be interesting to see how the answers change (or don’t) through the years and continue to learn more about one another through our answers, especially when they surprise us (hopefully in a good way!)
The question on Valentine’s day was, “What reminds you that you’re in love?”. I decided to spend the day with my two favorite people before answering even though I already knew of many ways in which I am reminded: The way I still blush when he stares at me like I’m the only person on the planet. How protective I feel when I think he’s been wronged. How hard I can laugh and feel a sameness, a bond, with him when we’re often so different. How passionately I care and long for an us forever beyond this one life.
Just another style melange, this time for the little one. Click the photo above for the product list! There are a few things missing now that Coco has grown out of using a bath insert but I want to recommend~ the Puj Flyte bath (for newborns) and the super affordable Angelcare Bath Support (up to 6 months). We also have the entire Skip Hop Moby collection~ the padded Bath Kneeler will make the nightly bath ritual much more comfortable for mommy and daddy! And of course, the rubber fishies that I cannot link because they were a gift from Grandma and unknown origin. For a less colorful but Eco friendly option, try Hevea’s raw natural rubber one.
I love Polyvore. I could spend way too much of my free time creating and browsing style sheets. Here’s one for my previous post about bubbly bath bliss, I own a lot of these items but there are a few extras on my wishlist like the tub caddy (please be mine, I need a good spot for my wine glass!) My style is definitely eclectic but always evolving and although my husband and I don’t always share the same taste, we both love creating a cool space. Just click on the image above and you’ll be taken to a product list on the Polyvore site~ it’s that easy!
It was surprisingly easy to give up most of my vices during pregnancy. I only occasionally missed that glass or two (okay, bottle) of a favourite pinot. I didn’t miss my very rare social cigarette at all (I blame the hyper-sensitive sense of smell). And I only gazed longingly at our local Sushi restaurant every other day. But I missed, missed, missed my hot, steamy bubble baths. When I explained the science behind the no hot baths rule to my husband, he said, “just take a tepid one”. Huh? Is that even a thing? I like mine hot… And I mean hot. I want to sweat. I want to get so bath salted, bubbled and lazy in near scalding temperature water that my skin pinks a pleasant blush color and I can say things like, “it’s too hot, this tub is New Orleans in July!” when I secretly love that it feels much warmer than New Orleans in July…
Coco & Bunny
After finding out I was pregnant with my beautiful daughter, the internet became both a trusted friend and a big, ominous jerk. I found myself researching everything to do with my pregnancy, babies and motherhood. I clicked on so many seemingly relevant links, to more links, and so forth that I’d forget what I was originally looking for and read myself into oblivion. This bounty of helpful information, inspiring stories and parenting tips was exciting and terrifying. Terrifying because it was also information overload, with nightmare-fuel horror stories and conflicting (and often confusing) methods of what made for ‘good parenting’…