My bubbies hit the eleven month mark this last week.

And how did we celebrate? By skipping a feeding. And making a habit of it.

For the last couple months they've been on a steady 4 hour schedule. They nursed at 7:00, 11:00, 3:00, and 7:00. And those times were flexible, too, which made it even easier.

But Monday when we were out shopping, we didn't get home until 10:30 and they needed a nap. So I put them down and they didn't get up till noon. I fed them lunch and let them play and put them down again, and finally nursed them at 2. And they were totally fine with it. Thus was born our new schedule.

I love nursing. It's free, easy, convenient, free, I get to snuggle cute babies, I can feed them simultaneously, and did I mention it's free? Plus, I am still eating for three, so I can easily justify eating more chocolate than I need.

But after a year, I'm done.

I know that there are benefits to longer-term breastfeeding, and it may be right for you, but it's not for me.

Also, in the past, a year would be about when we were thinking about the next baby. And while I haven't reached that point, I'm still ready to be done.

On one hand, at least.

On the other hand, I'm feeling more sentimental, and have thought more about continuing than I have with any of the others. I don't know why that is.

But still, I'm done.

I'll spend the next month slowly cutting out one feeding at a time, so that by the time their birthday rolls around, they'll be okay with being done forever.

Just typing that is bittersweet.

But then I remind myself that I'm done.



So I had every intention of keeping up a fairly regular posting schedule once the 21 day challenge was over. As you see, that failed.

Oh well.

I'm trying to convince myself that there are seasons to life and this is just not my blogging season, but I'm pretty sure I can't just quit. So instead you get irregular, infrequent posts, full of randomness.

Lucky you.

I'm out a running partner again. She decided to start going later with her husband. Somehow, she likes him better than me. Go figure.

I used to be great at getting up and going on my own, but it's been a challenge of late to drag myself out of bed at 5:15am. (And no, I'm not expecting.) I've been averaging about once a week, and that's just not cutting it.

I really do enjoy running once I'm out there, but I need the motivation of someone waiting for and expecting me to pull me out of my cozy slumber.

Any volunteers?




(Okay, I haven't actually seen that movie.)

But, moral of the story is that I need to find some motivation to actually get out of bed in the morning before my adorable little alarm clocks get up. And it would be most advantageous if that motivation involved getting in some exercise, since it doesn't so much happen once the crazies are awake.

If you have any genius ideas, send them this way, I'd love to hear them!

(And if you do want to volunteer {and you're local--sorry Sarah, it's not going to work out!} let me know! I'm totally flexible as to locations and days, though I have to be home by 6:30 or so.)


Some before-and-afters

At one point, my mother-in-law offered us some of her old throw pillows that were no longer being used. As a fan of throw pillows, and not owning any, I said sure. They were old and worn out, but as they are easy to recover, I tossed them on the couch, planning to get around to it "someday."

Well, as you may guess, someday was a long time in coming. And so they sat on our couch looking mighty sad. They looked even more pathetic once I picked up some red ones to go along. The contrast was very obvious.

You'll notice the fuzzy, velvety stuff was all but worn off, but at least the colors worked.

I couldn't decided what color I wanted to go with, and with five kids, I don't get out much, and the fabric store is rarely at the top of my list.

So they continued to sit.

Meanwhile, the roman shade in the babies' room had reached the end of it's useful life. My father-in-law installs draperies for a living, and this was one he had had on hand. We put it up as a black-out shade, but it wasn't quite the right size for the window, and really didn't match the room at all. Beside that, the rings were all coming off the back and the cord was getting super tangled.

So, in a fit one day, I pulled it down.

And realized the fabric matched the couch famously. So I chopped it up and recovered the pillows. The fabric was slightly different on the front and back, so I made the pillows with different sides. I sewed a simple square, crammed the old pillows in, and stitched them up.

Perfect. (Pathetically, I did this back in March, and have been meaning to blog about it since then. Better late than never, right?)

There were also a couple of red throw pillows that ended up on our bed. They were, in a word, pathetic. The color was nice, but the seams were tearing out. I restitched them several times in several places, but there was always another hole.

I was at Walmart several weeks (months?) back, and found some great fabric. I bought it and even got it all cut out, but then it sat in my craft drawer.

And sat.

And sat.

So today, I pulled it out. Again with a simple square that took all of maybe five minutes. This time I ripped open the old pillows and transferred the stuffing to the new ones. The rectangle pillow is a normal bed pillow that I folded in half and stitched. It only had a standard pillowcase on it, so I made a cover for it as well.

And since I was changing things up, I finally hung the frames that I filled months ago.

It seems like such a little thing, but makes such a big difference!


21 Day Challenge: Day 21

As you may recall, I've been a day ahead this whole challenge, but while I got dressed and photographed my outfit yesterday for today's post, I didn't feel like it was my best effort. Don't get me wrong, I loved the outfit, but it was very similar to another one, and it didn't feel as much of a stretch as I wanted it to.

So I did a do-over.

Because I can.

Also, I wanted to get these shoes in one more time. 

This shirt was given to me by my grandma. She bought it for herself, but decided that she didn't "fill it out" as well as she wanted to, and handed it down (up?) to me. I do, indeed, fill it out better than she did, she was quite a little lady. As much as I loved it, I never could bring myself to wear it. It takes a lot of confidence, and that was confidence I didn't have. Plus, Tom doesn't so much like it.

It has been in the donate pile more times than I can count. But I always fish it back out for one last try before giving it away. Last time I rescued it from the donate pile, I stuck it in the kids' dress up stuff and they love wearing it as a robe. But when I tried to think up a killer outfit I decided I needed to give this top one last chance.

Since it's such a statement on it's own, I tried to keep everything else simple. White skirt and undershirt, simple earrings. I splurged with the red shoes, since they match so nicely. (And I love them so darn much.)

I still really love it. I felt way more confident in it than I have before, thanks to this challenge.

I think the kids would disown me if I reclaimed it from the dress up box, though I'll definitely pull it out on occasion.

{Top: CAbi, from my grandma, Undershirt: Shade Clothing, Skirt (should have been my remix item for as often as I've worn it recently): GNW via who knows where, Shoes: thrifted, Earrings: gifted from my mother-in-law}

For ease of nursing and unconventionality, I almost wore a BellaBand as a tube top underneath it. I like the straight neck line that gives, and it makes nursing a breeze, but the precarious modesty that it provided under this top was not adequate for holding a squirming baby (or two) during three hours of church meetings. 

That was a wise choice. You should thank me.


21 Day Challenge: Day 20

As I mentioned yesterday, I've always been a loafer kind of girl. But I've always wished I was the kind of girl who wore heels with her jeans (or any pants, really). I never had the guts to do it, until recently, and this challenge has really set me free in that regard.

{Shirt: Lizwear, hand-me-down from my mother-in-law, Pants: Gap, skinnified by me (and some safety pins. I'm not quite ready to commit), Shoes: Qupid via myshoeshoppe.com, (close up here),  Earrings: Ike & Co, Flower: Me}


21 Day Challenge: Day 19

This hat is my go-to "I didn't shower yet today" hat. Which is a fact, since I have to get Ella to school (sad) and haven't gotten a work out in yet. So on goes the hat.
Of course, I do occasionally wear it when I have showered, but quite frankly I had forgotten about it of late.

I found this hat as I was helping my mom sort through the storage room. I found it in one of the costume boxes, though I had never seen it before in all my years of looking through those boxes, so I have no idea where it came from. I promptly adopted it. It's a little too big to wear correctly, but fits nicely turned to one side (I have no idea why). The inside says it's a Greek fisherman's hat, made in Greece. So that's all I know.

{Shirt: Calvin Klein via Costco (remix #4!), Undershirt: Shade Clothing, Pants: Victoria's Secret (?) via eBay
Denim Jacket: Old Navy, Shoes: Prima Royale via eBay, Hat: my parents' costume box}

And while we're here, can I just sing my undying love for these shoes? I've been a loafer girl since at least 8th grade. I love me some chunky loafers. These might just be my favorites, ever. I love them. Oh, wait, did I already say that?


And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again

Oh, sorry, that's a Christmas song. 

And to be honest, she was just as ready to go back as I was to let her. 

Here she is, all ready to go! 

Don't you just love the gap in her teeth?

I'm not going to lie, I did miss her today, but I was kind of nice to have one less busybody around here.

21 Day Challenge: Day 18

I am feeling quite fallish today, which worked out since our weather is predicted to hit a nice high of 65. I love it.
{Shirt: Shade clothing, Jacket: Merona, thrifted, Pants: Victoria Secret (?) via eBay 
Shoes: myshoeshoppe.com, Necklace and clip: Me}

Sorry about the blinding khaki pants. I promise they aren't white. Nor quite so bright in person.

Statement jewelry is my kind of thing. I made this necklace quite a while ago, and it doesn't get as much wear time as I would like it to.

I got these shoes at the same time I ordered these ones, but they are holding up much better. And I love them.