A few things I never thought I’d admit

1. Amber teething necklaces work.

I can’t believe I even just said that. I was the biggest skeptic until our daughter started teething early. And it was hard. She was fussy and unhappy and drooling all over everything. So I read a bunch, researched and decided to give it a whirl. 12 teeth later I’m convinced. Elizabeth has been wearing it for 10 months straight and teething has been a dream compared to what it was. She rarely, if ever, touches it and doesn’t seem to know it’s there. So far we’ve had VERY minimal drooling, none of this change the shirt 10x a day, no loose diapers, no diaper rash, rare night waking, some ear pulling, very minimal fussiness. She now has all four molars and four teeth on top and four on the bottom. We really only notice that teeth are coming right before they’re about to pop through. One thing I’ve definitely been happy to be wrong about! We picked ours up here.

2. I really like the color pink.

These days it seems everyone has an opinion on pink. I know a lot of anti-pink ladies and I’ve felt a little intimidated to share my love for pink but now that I’m going on 33 I feel I can really be open and honest. The pale pink of a peony is my favorite color; I think it’s incredibly feminine, soft, and gorgeous. And I’m happy to say that we’ve found a way to bring a pop of pink into our kitchen and I’m ecstatic. We’re putting this wallpaper on one tiny section of our kitchen that cannot be seen from any other room and I know that when I’m in there my heart will be bursting with joy that pink is in the room!

3. I don’t really like to dress up.

Most days I wear either a hat, nice yoga pants and a t-shirt, jeans and a t-shirt, or one or most of the above. I really like comfortable clothing for more than just the comfort factor. Hear me out. When I nannied I began to notice a pattern that if I “dressed up” (i.e.: wore something I didn’t want dirtied) I grew crabby and was less likely to play with the kids. But if I wore clothing that was comfortable and preferably still cute, as in not my husbands baggy shirts and 8 year old yoga pants, I played, ran around, engaged with the kids. Crazy huh? Same holds true with Elizabeth. So most days I dress to engage with my toddler. Besides it’s way more fun that way.

PS…I knew my husband was the one when I realized that he was ok just throwing on a hat and whatever clothing to run out for coffee or something in the morning and didn’t care when I did the same thing. I know plenty of girls who don’t or won’t do that so I was happy we both were ok with it. In my opinion, life’s too short to be observed from the sidelines in pressed pants.

So there you go. 3 random tidbits now made public knowledge.