Monday, March 27, 2017

Instagram Love: Favorite Small Shops for Boy Babes

baby boy half birthday crown

baby boy fashion

baby boy bow tie and suspenders

little mister outfit

baby boy style
 Half Birthday Crown: Little Blue Olive | Baby Denim: Hudson | Bow tie and Suspender Set: Little Mister | Moccasins: Freshly Picked | Photography by: Amanda Morgan Photography

A question I get quite often from friends and readers is "where do you buy all of Sam's clothes?!". Shopping for baby boys can be frustrating. I'm not a huge fan of baby blue or sports or even smocked outfits for boys. Gasp, I know but sometimes all a smocked outfit does is make a boy look feminine and Sam already gets mistaken for a girl half of the time. It even happened today during our ice cream date. While his entirely navy and turquoise outfit is drenched in vanilla, someone says "Oh, she looks like she's enjoying that." We also get "He's just 'too pretty' to be a boy." quite often. Psh, another topic for another day.

Anyway, back to my rant. Boy shopping is hard. Even though my husband's style can mostly be described as a "seersuckin' Brooks Brother", mine is a little more on the edgy style, so I like to incorporate the two in Sam's style. Seersucker shorts + a graphic tee, for example. We also love our moccasins and accessories. That's where Instagram small shops come in. I wanted to share a few of our favorites + some of the items we are currently coveting.

Freshly Picked. Okay so maybe not so "small" anymore, but I used to dream of the day I would have a little babe to dress in these moccasins. The first wearable item I ever purchased for Sam was a pair of crib moccs in "weathered brown". They make great gifts and are the perfect memory keepers. There are a lot of "dupes" out there, but you really can't beat the quality or the customer service of Freshly Picked. They're also constantly coming out with new styles, so there's something for everyone. They're the only shoes Sam has ever worn.

Trilogy Design Co. Our favorite graphic tees! Sam currently wears this tee constantly and he lived in the rompers in the Winter. We also love the "Naps suck" (because to Sam they do!) and the "sicker than your average" tee because Mama loves her some B.I.G. No shame, yall. None.

Imperishable Clothing Co. Starting conversations about Jesus with out favorite t-shirts. Enough Said!

Noxx Beanies. Y'allllll. There's something so stylish about a baby in a beanie and we love these. They release new styles constantly and I haven't seen one I didn't immediately become obsessed with. The green stripe camo is our current fav!

Rags to Raches. OMG. There is no cuter or easier to get on and off romper out there! We love our RAGS!

Baby Breez. Sam lives in his Pj's, mostly because he refuses to nap in regular clothes, so it's just easier to keep him in them until after his last nap of the day. These rompers are a dream because they are easily converted to sleeper by pulling the foot cuffs over them. I wish we would have found them sooner!

Little Mister. Our favorite suspenders and bow ties! I plan on ordering a new bow tie for Easter and currently can't decide between the "white roses" or the "navy roses". Oh the struggle!

More Favorites:

Modern Burlap
Tribe is Alive
George Hats
Savage Seeds
Tubby Todd
Little Blue Olive

P.S. Not a small shop, but I do love Cat and Jack for Target. Sam is in the phase where he's CONSTANTLY dirty. He's all boy! So $5 for a super cute t-shirt is right up our alley.

P.P.S. Most of these shops carry little girls clothing as well and I'm just as obsessed with most of it!

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

The day I recommitted my heart to Jesus

 (Because what's a blog post without photos. Sams half birthday in November up top and his Valentine shoot on bottom. He turned NINE months on Monday, y'all. Photos by Amanda Morgan Photography)

This morning, for the first time in only God knows how long, I opened my church app and read the devotional. As I began my closing prayers, per usual, I felt Jesus' presence tugging on my heart so strongly that I felt compelled to re submit myself and give my life to Him. For months, even with all of the goodness I'm surrounded by, my heart has been in all the wrong places and doubt has been so prevalent in my mind. These are two things only Jesus and my husband have been fully aware of, but it has been so apparent in my behavior and choices to shut out some of the people I love the most.

During my stent with postpartum depression, I let the devil take over completely. I fully comprehend that what I was going through was hormonal, but it was also completely real and debilitating and at a time when I should have leaned on Jesus, my family, and community, I turned to doubt and completely lost all of my faith. What I didn't realize at the time, is even in the moments where I was refusing to get down on my knees to pray, Jesus was still holding my hand and whispering words to my heart that would ultimately save me, the way that He always has. 

Friends, I've never been one to shy away from my faith, so the lack thereof was something I never thought I would admit to. I'm sharing because I want to be completely transparent. I want you to know that if you are going through a similar season in your life, you are not alone. You have a good Father who gives good gifts and who loves you even in your darkest days of doubt. If you listen closely, He is still with you, and He will never give up on you.

Today, March 1st, I recommitted my entire life to Jesus Christ. He is and has always been my Lord and Savior. It may not be the first time, but it is the most meaninful step I've taken in my long walk with Him and I encourage you, friends, to look for what your next step is. Do you need healing? I know I do and I also know He is there waiting for you, the same way He was for me, if you will only open your heart to him. 

P.S. I want my readers to know that I will never try to push my faith or beliefs on you. I'm simply sharing what I believe and what I love. I got an email not too long ago informing me that my domain was about to expire and it was a sweet little reminder that I'm not ready to say goodbye to girl(ish) just yet. I have so much love for you all and I'm so grateful for you.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

And a Piece for Gretchen Wieners

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A few days ago, as I was scrolling though my Facebook Newsfeed, a friend and fellow Mom's status caught my attention. She was asking other Moms for advice on pacifiers and bottles to supplement with because she had yet to find one that worked for her daughter. I empathized because I knew the feeling. Sam would only take one specific type of each, and the paci battle was definitely a struggle initially. Seeing as I completely understood what she was dealing with, I wanted to offer my advice, but some of the other comments are what really caught my attention. Instead of offering advice, or even a simple kind word, the majority of them were so full of judgement.

"You shouldn't supplement, breast is best!" "I promise if you let her nurse often enough your milk will come in?" "Make lactation cookies!" or "Drink dark beer!" and my absolute favorite... "Don't give up!"

But wait y'all. Who said she was "giving up"? This Mama was in a similar situation to mine where she had an actual reason for no longer breastfeeding that no damn dark beer or special cookie recipe was going to be able to fix. But even if she was "giving up" and even if she could breastfeed, should it have even mattered?! She was inquiring and asking a simple question so that she could be sure her baby was healthy and happy. And isn't that all that really matters? She didn't ask how to increase her milk supply or what she could do to continue. She only asked a simple question that mainly brought her more judgement than any Mom should ever have to deal with. Without asking for it, we already deal with more than enough rolling eyes and condescending stares with each daily decision we make.

Just to be clear, there are women who can't breastfeed (myself included, no matter how hard I fought for it) and it may actually break their heart. Or it may not and that's OKAY, too! But judging them based solely on something that has worked so well for YOU is only more hurtful. I can tell you from experience that the majority of advice I've received as a mother on breastfeeding, sleep, and every other topic, has not worked for us. Because obviously my baby is my baby and what works for one may not work for another.

Mom judgement happens way too often. I get it quite often for Sam's sleep habits. Even from women who don't have children which, I can't lie, makes me giggle a little. Until you've been in someone else's exact situation, especially a mother's, you have no idea. Yes, I still hold Sam for naps and he legit has no clue how to self soothe, but people don't realize it has all stemmed from a ridiculous amount of issues with reflux and gas that made it really difficult for my baby to settle on his own. It's unfortunate and we're dealing with it but the judgement I receive on the subject every single time I ask for advice can be really discouraging.

I'm so grateful for every bit of heart felt and non judgemental advice I've been given since becoming a Mom, because Lord knows I've needed it, but parenting is hard, and there is no one right way. I've said it 1,000, times but Mamas please remember that what works best for you and your baby is all that matters. Health and happiness are all we can aim for.

Tell someone they're a good Mom today. Encourage each other. We are all one tribe of kick ass women who work hard each day to be the best we can be. Remember how amazing you are for doing what only you can do. Wear your Mama crown with honor, and maybe pull a Cady Heron and break off a piece for everyone else in the crowd. I'm breaking off one for each of you today, and praying you'll always know your worth and value to your sweet babies.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

How We Survived the First 4 Months as New Parents

Ohhh man. Grab some popcorn and/or a glass of wine, this is gonna be a long one. First let me start off by saying there is no magic "one size fits all" to parenting the tiny humans. Your life as a new parent will play out largely in part to your baby's (born with and in no way formed by your actions) temperament. Sam has had a big personality since day one. The number one comments we received from the very first hospital visitors and on were "He's so alert!" and "He's so active!" and those statements are still just as true 4 months later. This kid wiggles like a maniac and is distracted by the tiniest thing! He's very strong willed but also sweet as pie, so take what I say with a grain of salt. As a matter of fact, you should always take what I saw with a grain of salt. But anyway, if you luck up and have a super laid back baby like the majority of my Mama friends seem to, I promise this will still be helpful.

 1. Accept help. (Wherever you can get it!)

This was something I struggled with. I don't know why, but just watching other people hold Sam when he was tiny and brand new, gave me the worst anxiety. Honestly, I hated it. It didn't last long but my gah, it was the worst feeling. Even if you feel as ridiculous as I felt, take the help. I promise you aren't a bad mother for it. In fact, you'll be a better one with a little rest.

 2. Leave the house.

This was my number one rule before I had Sam. And then of course, the kid throws me a curve ball and wants to nurse every 30 minutes the first two weeks of his life. It was exhausting, so even if he did give me a break, I used it to sleep. He also hates his car seat. But I love to get out of the house so we just get over it. Luckily, he doesn't seem to hate his stroller as much but he definitely refuses to let me wear him. 90% of the time you'll catch me redneck carrying this sweet ball of control issues on my hip through Target. Hey, whatever works!

 3. Sleep when the baby sleeps.

 Everyone says it. It's not rocket science, people. See number one. SLEEP. All newborns do is sleep, even if it is in smaller increments, so take advantage of it! Sam still wakes up all night long but it does get better. For us, it gets better in the sense that I have adjusted to running off of little sleep. Also, if you're pregnant, don't complain about the lack of sleep you're getting. THAT does get worse without getting better. You can no longer take those glorious naps and sleep whenever you want once that (1,000 percent worth it) little nugget makes its way into your life. I'm just sayin', I don't know about you, but I "Mama" better with a little sleep.

 4. Make noise.

Turn all the TVs on. Talk loud. Play loud music. Do whatever you have to do to get your baby used to noise. Again, this is something we intended on doing but failed on. Initially Sam slept with Grey's Anatomy on because he nursed for so long I needed distraction but when he basically stopped wanting to nap, it took a dark quiet room to get him to sleep, so parent fail there. But again, you do what you have to do for sleep!

5. Listen to your gut.

Like I mentioned before, what you do does absolutely matter, but every single baby is different. Your baby's temperament is your baby's temperament no matter what. I promise you, Sam was born with his and while he may look just like his Daddy, his personality is very much like his Mamas. I also promise you that it's okay to not be perfect. Your baby will not remember you crying at 3am screaming to Jesus that all you want is him to sleep. But you will need to remember that you are a good Mama. You do know what's best for your baby, just don't forget what's best for you. Mommin' ain't easy, friends. But there is no other crown I would rather wear.

6. Remember: "This Too Shall Pass"

Unless you're a saint, there will be the rare occasion where you think to yourself "oh what have I gotten myself into?!". The first 4 months are tough, but I promise they get easier. They have been especially hard on Matt and me, but we both agree that in the first 4 months the only thing you can do is let your baby just be a baby. It does get better, you will sleep again, and your love will grow stronger every single day. One day you'll think you've reached capacity, and then the next day you realize your heart grew bigger overnight. 

 Must Haves:

Keep in mind some of these are things I wish I would have purchased, so take what I say with a grain of salt but also know that I can tell you everything under the sun not to do and buy. I mean, I'm still bouncing a 16lb. baby to sleep and holding him for all of his naps.... in a dark room. Someone come teach this baby how to self soothe. Lord, help me.


(Or any other co-sleeper of your choice.) Y'all. This is something I'm kicking myself for not buying. One of the reasons I love the idea of the DockATot is because you can move it. You can put it in your bed or in the bassinet next to your bed and eventually in the crib, making the transition much easier. Sam still sleeps in his RockN'Play (and I'm obsessed The Jonathan Adler version, btw), which we have loved because it saved us when he was refusing to sleep flat, the transition to his crib has been super difficult. Between being held for naps and sleeping in the RNP at night, he's so used to being cuddled and sleeping inclined. Praying for a shift in luck soon!


Oh the swaddle. Babies have this silly thing called the Moro Reflex that causes them to startle like spastic crazy people falling off of bridges. Sam's was horrible. We used the Halo Sleepsack but I think next time we will try the Miracle Blanket. Unfortunately, we thought he hated it so it took us a while to implement it. The thing is, most babies will fight it... at first. But all it takes is a few seconds and it calms fussy little ones, and allows everyone to get a few extra zzz's, because his little arms aren't flailing and waking him up. I remember the first night we used the Sleepsack on Sam. He went from sleeping 3 hours to 6 hours and it was glorious. Now, I don't remember the last time he slept 6 hours straight.  Sadly, Sam is now in a transition Zipadee Zip, but man I miss those swaddled sleepful nights. (P.S.-If you ever plan on purchasing a Zipadee Zip, buy two. Sam's smells after two days because he sucks on his hands through them so much! Ew.)

Noise Maker.

 I've heard great things about this one but we've ended up just using a plain old box fan. We live in a split level home and it gets warm upstairs so they were already running anyways. Next time, I think we will invest in a Baby Shusher. I shush this baby so much it's gotta be worth it for baby number two, right?

Owlet Monitor.

The Owlet is a little sock that you monitors your baby's heart rate and oxygen levels. Should anything go below what it should, it alerts you on your phone. Sam rolled over in his bassinet in the hospital. I now know this was normal but it gave Matt and I both anxiety. Every time we put him down, there he went. I spent the first week holding him asleep and watching him sleep anywhere else. Had I purchased the Owlet, I would have felt so much better. And I definitely would have gotten more sleep.

Baby Wrap or Carrier. 

Sam and I both loved my Solly Baby Wrap but he eventually outgrew that love and now refuses the ergo. We're hoping to try something similar soon with better results. I've heard great things about the Tula and the Lillebaby. If you're looking for a less expensive alternative, the Infantino has great reviews, too.

A Good Diaper Pail.

Y'all, this is crucial. I know everyone usually ends up with something like the Diaper Genie but I love my Tommee Tippee. The company sent it to me to try while I was pregnant and it's much easier to use and masks the smell just as well, if not better, than the Diaper Genie.

All the breastfeeding accessories a Mama could have.

 I'll go into more detail in a separate post all about what I think you need and our tumultuous breastfeeding journey soon.

What are some of your must haves for surviving parenthood? Anything I should know about for the rest of Baby Sam's first year? Please share!

Friday, September 30, 2016

Mama Musings + Recent Purchases

{At baby Sam's 4 month check up. Excuse the look. This Mama was tired.}

  Matt has always said I should write my dreams down. He thinks they're so crazy they would make an interesting compilation of short stories. While that's still true, maybe even more so now that I'm woken up by fiery mad screams all throughout the night, I think the thoughts that go through my mind each day are just as crazy. In a 24 hour period, I recorded all of this insanity in the notes on my phone. All I can say is you're welcome. And if you're a Mama, clearly you're not alone. We've all lost it.

"Thank Jesus for an overactive bladder medication that finally works, allowing me to drink the 3 cups of coffee I need to stay alive, rather than the 3 sips I was able to have before. Ain't no Mama got time for frequent trips to the potty. My urologist is the"

"Whys is baby sleep so elusive?! Where is a genie with my 3 wishes when I need him?! Sleep. Sleep. More sleep."

Having a baby on Nutramigen that is constantly refusing to eat, makes you realize how stingy you actually are. You can't help but die a little inside over every wasted ounce. "That was 39 cents! Kid's breaking me."

"Hiccups are the devil that come to ruin nap time."

"Jesus take the wheel."
"Did I brush my teeth today? When's the last time I washed my hair? God bless my husband for still loving me."
"WHY does this baby insist on banging his head on the side of the crib like he's at a rock concert?! At least he's in there."
"Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog." Seriously? This is the "diggity" stuck in my head?! Sorry blackstreet. I've betrayed you.

"Baby dry diapers? You lie, Pampers. You lie."

"Do we really like these pajamas enough to wash the poop off of them or do we trash them? Yeah, trash em'."

ALSO on my mind. "Man I have so many looks to shoot. Will I ever have the time?! Probably not." And for that reason I have included a ton of my fall purchases in the widget below. I do still plan on shooting some Fall looks for y'all tomorrow, but if I've learned anything as a Mom, it's that planning is impossible and my 4 month old is my boss. The kid always wins. And I'm so okay with that. It goes by too fast Mamas. Soak it in, I cannot believe I no longer have a newborn. Now excuse me while I go cry into my coffee.

Monday, September 5, 2016

...3 Months Later

 Whew. I can't tell you how nice it feels for my fingers to hit an actual keyboard. Trying to overlook the tiny little detail that I haven't had time to cut my nails in I don't know how long so they're driving me a little bananas. I'm not even sure what I want to write, except for "yes, I'm still alive!" 

Being Sam's Mama has been the most rewarding, and the most exhausting title I've ever carried. He is the most beautiful and happy baby, but he has also been very high needs. We've had lots of issues with silent reflux and tummy problems that meant he needed to be comforted quite often. Turn that comfort into a sleep association and what do you get? A baby that cannot nap without being held by Mama, that wakes up at 4am and wants to be held until 8am, leaving me with very little time to get any sort of work done. 

Thankfully, baby Sam is on the mend. We are finally getting his reflux under control and are finally to the point where I can start leaving him a little more and maybe even attempting a little sleep training here soon. We will see!

Speaking of baby Sam, how handsome is he?! So often I find myself staring at him thinking "I can't believe you're mine!" He's so full of personality and even at 3 months, he definitely keeps us on our toes. He giggles at everything, rolls over from both sides like a maniac, and I swear he's already a baby genius. But, doesn't every Mom think that about their baby? Either way, he's perfect to me and being his Mama has been the greatest pleasure Jesus has ever allowed me. {For more baby Sam, his monthly updates are on my Instagram!}

All this being said, I do plan on getting girl(ish) back up and running over the next few weeks. I love blogging, and especially now that I have Sam, I want to document so much of our life with him. I plan on posting more fashion of course, but girl(ish) will also focus a lot more on our daily lives as a family of three (four with Cruise!). You'll see things like day in the life posts, faith based posts, recipes, parenting, marriage, etc. I would love your ideas. If there is something you would like to see, please let me know. Also, if you're local and would like to participate in a focus group over the next month or so, please contact me via email.

Thank you so much to those of you who have stuck around and will continue to read and subscribe to girl(ish). Your love and support means more to me than you will ever know.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Sam's Birth Story

Y'all. I apologize for the lack of posts but this Mom thing is no joke. Sam and I are having so much fun bonding and getting to know each other so I'm soaking up as many cuddles as I possibly can! Hopefully now that he is sleeping a little more, I can get back into the swing of things. Hopefully. Until then, I'm finally sharing our birth story! 

 Matt and I arrived at the hospital Friday morning May 27, 2016 at 5am for a scheduled induction. Going in, my only plan was to have no birth plan. I had no expectations and was totally okay with whatever happened so long as I got my epidural. Ya girl is no hero and I knew from the very beginning that I didn't want to experience the pain of labor any longer than I would have to. For me, being able to enjoy the process was important, and being pain free was the only way to do so. 

As soon as we checked in, Matt plugged in my essential oil diffuser (gentle baby + lavender) and started Grey's Anatomy on the iPad. These were the only things I required to keep me "calm". At the same time our (AMAZING!!) nurse got us settled in and hooked up to everything and I made sure to go ahead and tell her I wanted the epidural. I wanted to make sure she knew so that if there ended up being people ahead of me, she could go ahead and put me on the list.

At 7:20am she came in to start me on a low drip of pitocin. At this point, I was already having contractions on my own (for at least a month) but nothing regular or intense. The pitocin made a difference but again, nothing crazy.

After about an hour, my doctor came in to break my water. Thankfully, this would also be my last dilation check without an epidural and at this point, I was at 3 centimeters. (I had been at 3 at my doctors appointment the Monday before, too!) Everyone tells you that after your water breaks, stuff starts to get real, and everyone is not lying. My contractions started coming on fast at 2-3 minutes apart and lasting 45 seconds to a minute each. Y'all, saying they hurt just seems silly to me. That's the biggest understatement of the year! People will tell you they are similar to kidney stones, and as someone who had kidney stones twice during her pregnancy, those same people are also liars. REAL contractions hurt ten times worse! I would rate them an 8.5-9 on a 1-10 scale. The only reason I won't rate them a 10 is because should I have had to survive them, I could have. But whew, thank God I didn't!

Thanks to my sweet nurse being so proactive, it was only about 35 minutes of pain later before they came in to give me my epidural. That thing is a (painless) miracle drug my friends. A MIRACLE. It started to work almost immediately, and about 20 minutes later, all I could feel was pressure.

At 10:55am my nurse came back in to check me and I was dilated to 6 centimeters! At this point, I couldn't believe how quickly things were moving, but I still didn't want to get my hopes up too much because I had heard things could stall after the epidural.

At 11:45am she came back in to flip me to my left side because Sam's heart beat had started to slow. About 10 minutes later she checked my cervix again and I was dilated to an 8.5! At this point, I knew we were close to having a baby! I'm not sure how, but I was so calm at this point. Knowing that I was about to meet my sweet baby boy kept me at ease the entire time!

At 12:50 I was fully dilated and was told to sit up and put my legs in a "Buddha" position to get baby to drop a little more while I waited on my doctor. Just a few minutes later she and a couple of nurses came in and started getting things ready. It really is like a well oiled machine and these people meant business. At this point, I was so excited and so determined to meet my baby boy as quickly as possible! At 1:28 after 14 minutes and 6 pushes, my sweet baby Sam made his way into our world.

People talk about it all the time, but you really don't know that kind of love until you meet your baby. The rush of life changing emotion is indescribable and incredibly beautiful. Being Sam's Mama is my biggest privilege and I pray I will never forget that!


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