We(e-wee) Wish You a Merry Christmas!

In continuation of our “Ode to SoSo” week, and in honor of the fast-approaching season of Yule, let me spin you a holiday tale. Last Christmas Sophia was a mere five weeks old, so I barely remember the holiday season, but there was one Christmas moment I’ll never forget! A few days before Christmas, my father-in-law and his wife came over to exchange gifts and spend some time with us. No sooner had they arrived when I discovered Sophie had peed though her diaper and had wet clothes. So as Bobby greeted our guests, I headed over to the changing table to change her clothes and diaper. But little Miss Sophiepants decided to throw a wrench into all of our holiday plans. Before I could get her new diaper on her, she peed all over the changing table. I don’t know how it was possible that she had that much pee left in her, but there was so much that she soaked her whole naked body, including her hair! She was basically taking a bath in her own urine. So, I yelled to Bobby for backup and we hustled Sophie to the kitchen and gave her a bath in the sink! It took us 15 or 20 minutes to take care of her and all the mess! After she was clean, dry, diapered, and dressed, we let the Christmas festivities begin. This was my frist clue that Sophie was going to make sure the spotlight was on her in every situation. She was our little (Soggy) Star Of Christmas that night!

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Ode to SoSo: Crazy-Haired Girl!

My baby girl Sophia Diane will be one year old this Friday. (And yes, I HAVE decided on a cake, which I’ll reveal after her party on Saturday!) So, in honor of this milestone, I’ve declared it “Ode to SoSo” week here on Mommin’ It Up (with Emily’s consent of course)! Each day this week I’ll be posting about my crazy daughter. Today’s “Ode” is an Ode to Sophie’s hair. She was born with gobs of really dark brown hair (as was I). I was so excited to see all that hair on her ginormous head when she was born. I was just sure she’d have it and she did! My excitement turned to consternation when I discovered that it really had a mind of it’s own. When Sophie was about 3 weeks old, her hair started sticking straight up. Like, WAY UP. At first I tried taming it with conditioner, but it’s gravity-defying powers were too strong, and I soon came to love its craziness. It was adorable and endearing. She did go through a bit of a baby-awkward phase though. My brother commented to her when she was eight weeks old: “Sophie, I hope you don’t have that hairstyle and acne in your 8th grade school picture!” (It’s amazing I made it through adolesence with my self-esteem intact. My brothers were like a deadly tag-team of teasing.)

Sophia’s crazy hair lasted about five months, then magically one day, it got heavy and laid down! I had gotten so used to it, and to all the conversation it inspired, that I was really sad to see it go! Here’s a prime example of her naturally wild hairdo. This is her at three months of age, with Joshua. I swear I did not do anything with her hair except try to brush it down! No Dep, Rave, or Dippity-Do was used in the creation of this baby hairstyle. It’s 100%, all-natural Sophie-So.
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Sophia’s crazy hair is gone but her crazy personality is still going strong! I’m so thankful for my exuberant daughter and I look forward to bringing you more tales from her first year this week!

(Side note: For those of you who read my post about Portrait Innovations, this picture was NOT taken there. It’s the last one I got done at my old picture place.)

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Not to Get too Philosophical on You, but…

My life has changed a lot in the past year. I had a second child, which was a huge adjustment, and then when she was five months old, I quit my job to become a stay-at-home-mom. Then a couple of weeks after that, Emily and I started this blog. Oh yeah, and I got ancient turned thirty. Which is cool because, in case you haven’t heard, thirty is the new awesome.

Another positive yet unexpected change I’ve had in my life is that I’ve made some new friends recently. A little over a year ago I met my friend Luanne, and I don’t know what I ever did without her. I’d never thought about making new friends at this advanced awesome age. (I mean, I’ve got Emily, so really, I don’t need anyone else in my life.) Since I’ve started staying home with the kids, I’ve made other new friends as well. I’ve been blessed with some bloggy friends like Jill and Piper, and some tangible friends, like Kristyn, Andrea, Bethany, and Katie. I’m certainly not ready to trade in my old vintage friends, but I’m extremely grateful for these new women I can learn from.

So, the changes have been good, and today I’m just feeling thankful.

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