Welcome to LuvBuv! My name is Theresa and I hope you enjoy my blog about life and all the little things that make life interesting. This blog covers a variety of topics including relationships, well-being, family life, and juicy lil' tidbits.
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By Theresa
I recently took a two week vacation with Charlie who was one month at the time, and Ayla at the very trying age of 19 months. Along for the ride was my husband, and my two parents who fulfilled their roles as doting grandparents. Our destination? Hawaii. Namely the Big Island and Maui. Although the mere mention of Hawaii conjures up images of a tropical paradise, our vacation was anything but.
Was our vacation horrible? No, but it definitely was not paradise. Let’s just say that on the long flight from our wintry home in Canada, a very kind stewardess slipped my husband a complimentary bottle of vodka to go with his orange juice. She said, “Here, I think you’ll need this.” Boy, did he ever.
By Theresa
Before I had my second baby Charlie, a super-kind and smart co-worker gave a present to my daughter Ayla (18 months at the time), the big-sister-to-be. The Snuggle Pods Snuggle Bug turned out to be just the thing to get Ayla used to the idea of a new baby in the house.
By Theresa
I’ve been missing in action for the past week because I’ve been busy taking care of my new baby boy, Charlie. Charlie was born on February 24th which makes him exactly 18 months younger than big sister Ayla. Thank goodness for epidurals!
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I used to cringe and get annoyed at babies, toddlers and pretty much all children in general who made a loud fuss in public. It’s safe to say that I was not a “kid” person. That was before I became a mom. Now when I see little people who are acting out and making a scene, I feel sorry for the parents. I give them empathetic looks to convey the message, “I feel your pain and I’m not judging you.”
Toddlers especially are unpredictable little bundles of energy. Last week I went out to dinner at a somewhat fancy Vietnamese restaurant with my parents, husband, and 17 month old daughter. I almost dread going to sit-down dinners with Ayla now because she can sit still for about 30 minutes max before she gets ants in her pants and demands to be released from her high chair.
Now the real “fun” begins.
By Theresa
As a seven month pregnant beach ball, it’s no surprise that I have baby on the brain these days. I feel a bit guilty as I haven’t really been focusing as much on this second baby as I did during my first pregnancy – mainly because my toddler and work are soaking up all my attention. But it just hit me recently that the new baby is going to be here soon…really soon!
So, to make it up to Baby #2, I’ve been devoting my spare time to making a cozy little nest for him. I found these adorable wall decals by Wee Gallery. These decals are designed by husband and wife team, Dave and Surya, who have taken into consideration a newborn infant’s development. As parents they found out that most newborns are only able to see 12 to 15 inches away and are drawn to high contract black and white images. The adorable animal graphics were tested out on their own children who were continually drawn back to them.
I love this Jungle Wall theme:
By Theresa
When I recently returned to work full-time after taking a year’s maternity leave, my husband became the primary caregiver for our bubbly 12 month daughter between the hours of 7am and 5:30pm when I am out. He’s a Professional House Husband (PHH) as he not only is a full-time ‘manny’ during the day, but also balances his professional life in the evenings.
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A couple of months ago I was browsing through a book sale selling proofs and stumbled upon Impossible Motherhood: Testimony of an Abortion Addict by Irene Vilar. As my busy-body 12 month old would have it, I just finished reading this book last night. I’ve heard of a lot of different addictions, but an abortion addict is something that’s never crossed my existence.
I began reading this book and was fascinated and a little bit horrified about the prospect of reading about the type of woman who could have “fifteen abortions in fifteen years.” My critical side instantly thought, “Wouldn’t you have learned to be more careful after the first or second abortion?”
By Theresa
Time flies when you’re busy chasing your little busy-body around the house. I can’t believe my baby girl is almost one! This weekend we threw a birthday bash for Ayla. When deciding on a theme, it was pretty easy—her favourite “person” in the world is our dog Kacie (although unfortunately, I don’t think Kacie feels the same way about Ayla).
What is a party without some decorations? I was able to find most of what I needed from the Dollar store. I started by making a banner out of scrapbooking paper (check out the birthday banner instructions here).
By Theresa
Earlier this week I waved bye-bye to my 11 month old daughter as she sat in Grammy’s car and for the first time, she waved back. This little moment made me want to cry as I stared into her big, confused eyes. But I did not cry as the jeep pulled away and Ayla peered out from behind the tinted window. “Get a grip,” I told myself. “It’s only for a week.”
My husband and I decided to go to San Francisco to celebrate our anniversary. It’s the first time we’ve ever left Ayla for more than a few hours. At first we thought we would take her with us, but after a few late nights one week, and a few sleepless nights as a result of a change in her schedule, we thought it would be best for all of us to leave Ayla with my mother-in-law.
By Theresa
As a twentysomething woman, girls in my generation were raised with high expectations: you can work and have a family—you can have it all! Before I had a child, I really, truly believed this. However, having a baby has changed my perspective and priorities. Call me what you want, but the reality is that I have a hard time seeing how I can work full-time and be able to spend enough quality time with my husband and daughter once all the daily chores are done.
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