Baby Announcement Shirt

Long time no chat loves! It’s all my fault and I take full responsibility for that. I had actually been brainstorming and planning to really get back here to blogging and conversing with you guys, but I am lucky if I don’t fall asleep 15 minutes after Brantley is down for the night. And that is because **drum roll please**

BABY #2 IS DUE IN SEPTEMBER!

Here are the top 3 reactions we have had from friends and family that I am going to give my response to:

1. WOW! That was fast
2. Was this planned?
3. Having Irish Twins or your children close in age is hard, BUT so wonderful I don’t have words to help inspire you.

Thoughts on #1 –
Bahahaha, yep it sure was fast. Brantley was 4 months old when I became pregnant with baby #2 (we will be fining out the gender in roughly a week, so a gender reveal will follow shortly). There was no down time for this momma, and I most definitely could have used more down time before being pregnant in the 1^st trimester again. But I will save those details for a 1^st trimester bump date later on. Excited? YES! Don’t get me wrong, I am anxious and scared, but excited. Having these babies be 13 months apart seems a little overwhelming, but then I remember… “God never gives you more than you can handle!”. So I totally trust him and that this is the path he has for our family. And when I say I trust him, I totally do, especially when it comes to sleeping. I know he knows me and that my babies must sleep through the night early on for me to even function like a normal person. I am just not the *perfect mom* barbie doll who can function on little sleep. I have NEVER been this person. Sooo with that being said, he took the wheel with Brantley and he was sleep 8+ hours by 3 months old. I never once did sleep training because it just wasn’t for me. I just followed Brantley’s lead which was totally being ran by God and he just started sleeping longer, and longer.

Thoughts on #2-
Nope.. sure wasn’t. My body doesn’t do well in the hormones department. I have high anxiety and in the past with birth control (many different pills), BC has only made it worse. At my 6 weeks postpardum check up my doctor recommended BC if I didn’t want to get pregnant right away because she did state your body is ready to go again being very fertile after giving birth so I just want to give you the options that are best for YOU. I said no pills please, and personally I don’t like the idea of an IUD possibly embedding into my uterus when I know that we do want to have another baby some day in the not too distant future. The implant and patch aren’t my thing either. So needless to say, I went back to what I had down for 2 years being off BC still not ready to get pregnant. Wellllll, let me be the first to tell you.. You’re more fertile than anything you can predict or track. It’s wild! But all in all this is “how it happened”.

Thoughts on #3-
I really trust you parents who are telling me this, so please don’t feel me with untrue fluff! Like I said, I am scared, but excited. I am again like I did with Brantley reading mom blogs again (as I blogger I know other bloggers are pouring their hearts out on their blog, so I trust them), and specifically “2 under 2” or “Irish Twins” related mom blogs. So if you fit any of these titles, please send me all the helpful and encouraging advice you have, PLEASE! Once Baby #2 is born, I will try and return the kindness here on my blog because us moms have to stick together and help one another. I have been told countless times  “You’re giving your children the best friend they could have never dreamed of in their sibling so close in age”. I hope this is true as it would make my heart so happy to see.

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So for now, I am trying to not be nauseous, be calm and less anxious, and enjoy this baby growing away inside of me. Brantley is growing day and night. Kyle and I can barely keep up. Everyday he does something new and it is truly amazing. Again, we don’t really push him to advance, we follow his lead and then aid where we see he wants us to. It has been very rewarding doing it this way. But I will be the first to say, I am still the mom asking other moms “Should I be helping him learn this now?” “Is he behind?”. That is just my ridiculous worry wart side that I try and block out because it is just a damper on the part of life. I will be updating y’all soon on how these first trimester has been so far, and all the craziness Brantley is up to now that he is going to be a big brother!  So Happy Monday Loves, I will be chatting with you again soon 😊

Photography By: Swish and Click

Happy Snow Day Houston Babes! Yes, you heard me right. SNOW DAY. I just had to update this intro because I am so excited we’re having light snow in Houston 🙂 Now onto my love for this frayed sweater…

As new parents, Kyle and I don’t have all the time in the world for dates. And scheduling a date night is hard because well I have insane mom guilt over here. I feel bad asking Grandma to watch him overnight (even thought he is a rockstar baby who sleeps 8 hrs, then eats for 20 min, and sleeps another 4 or more hours) because it’s just a lot to take on. Day Dates seem to be the happy medium. We get time to invest in our marriage, and we’re still able to do bath time and bedtime. Annnd I don’t have insane mom guilt so I am focused on the hubs will out and about and not mentally wondering about Baby B.
Win Win!

Now I don’t typically break out the stilettos and LBD for these outings, a tattered jean and frayed V neck sweater are my go to. This sweater with its deep V keeps things spicy for the hubs, but the stripes with frayed accent are a trendy touch I highly suggest you purchase! Comfortable and Cute are my go to looks for Day Dates.

If you’re like us and trying to balance being parents, but still loving on one another I HIGHLY suggest trying day dates! And if you need some ideas on fun not so usual things to do, I would totally love to share what we have been trying out in another blog post . So just shoot me your thoughts and on that and I will work it up for ya 🙂

Photography By: Banavenue

Blazer / Suit Shorts / White Tank / Purse / Leopard Pumps (limited sizes, but under $43) – More sizes and Under $65

Happy Hump Days Lovely Friends!

I will be the first to admit I don’t have it all together these days, HA. With that being said, I do PROMISE that there will be a weekly blog post published here through the end of the year with hopes to being back to super scheduled twice a week published posts. Also note: I am preparing fun Holiday content at the moment that will be coming out in a few weeks so anything particular you want me to share like gift guides, beauty tips, Holiday party outfits, ect.. I am all ears so send your ideas!

Now onto the definition of this week’s post headline. I assume you might be a little confused by it.
Here is my definition on it and what has truly been on my heart to share with y’all this week:

Daily, I have to suit up mentally to accept & rejoice in being imperfect perfect. It’s officially 1 month into being a full time working mom, wife, sister, daughter, best friend, fur momma, maid, ect. The titles are endless these days. Not to mention I am a slight perfectionist in all things. I think as people this can be a quality that goes against us because we put so much pressure on ourselves to ace EVERYTHING. Little do we realize, we are actual rock stars at being imperfectly perfect. I am working hard at finding that groove in this new role of “Mom”. I am very thankful to be able to work full time as sweet Baby B is lactose intolerant and as any mom would know that = VERY expensive formula, lol. Being able provide all he needs lets me rest easy, though at times I do feel unbalanced. Just when this starts to set in my amazing mom reminds me, I am more than enough for my son and she couldn’t have picked a better mother for him. My instinct to be a perfectionist can be truly defeating at times, but I am determined to get to a place where being imperfectly perfect is truly perfect for me in this new place of life.

This insanely comfortable linen suit is perfect. It wrinkles easily just like my forehead when Brantley throws me a curve ball. It makes me feel like supermom in its structured shoulder padded way. And well it’s high waisted which my waist REALLY loves, lol. This is my imperfectly perfect Mom Boss look. When I look in the mirror when wearing this, it makes me see how wonderful I really am. I tell you this, because you need that same feeling!!

You’re more than enough, and a superwoman in your own right!

I challenge you to daily be proud of your imperfectly perfect self. Heck, I have to set this challenge for myself daily and it is making me a more positive, and happy person. This makes for a better mom for Brantley, better wife for my handsome hubs, as well as all the other titles I carry. So if you see Baby B and myself around town wrinkled, but smiling just know we are loving our imperfections 🙂

Photography By: Banavenue

PC: Snapped with Love

Helllllo Loves! It has been many long months of time off from this little fashion passion space of mine. I realized quickly into my pregnancy and motherhood I am not Superwoman. Being a full time working mom, wife, sister, best friend.. ect, makes for little time to spend on this blog of mine. BUT with that being said, it’s a labor of love for me that I missed immensely. And all of you have been so supportive over these months I have been absent I wanted to be sure y’all know that y’all are loved and I am BACK to share all my fashion passion life moments with y’all.

Although this is my fashion space, I started this little blog to share my life via fashion . I wasn’t miss fashion diva while in the hospital, but I thought I could get by with just sharing Brantley’s birth story with y’all in my first post back after months off. It was a whirlwind and caught this anxious over the top lady off guard! I should have known that would happen as he is half mine, lol.

For the last month/month and a half of my pregnancy I was considered “high risk”. I was having due to my high blood pressure (always one point away from having to be induced at any moment), as well as my sweet baby boy having fetal heart arrhythmia. Everyday was tough! I was very overloaded in my professional life, juggling two doctor’s appointments weekly, and constantly praying over Brantley and his health about sent me overboard. I apologize for being absent, but I never want to half ass content on here so I had to step away and focus on mine and Brantley’s health for many months.

I went for my second doctor’s appointment of the week on August 3rd, just like any other morning my mind was racing with work thoughts and seeing if Baby B’s heart was doing any better. I was called back for my sonogram and I was so happy to see my little squish all curled up happy as can be (well I thought he was happy anyways). Later on in the appointment my doctor came into the sonogram room with the technician. This was unusual, but I just figured she was in a rush to deliver another patient and wanted to see me before she had to run off, as this has happened before at my previous appointments. NOPE! That wasn’t the case this time. Somehow within two days, I had practically lost all of my amniotic fluid. Little known to me but that meant it was time to be induced and I was heading to L&D. Annnnnnd Brantley still was showing fetal heart arrhythmia, but it was healing and not near as bad as it had been. My doctor made the exact statement to me ” So the plan for us today is that we’re having a baby!” In total stunned shock, I shouted back “NO!”. It wasn’t that I wasn’t ready, just mentally I thought I had 2 more weeks as per my due date and couldn’t process the unexpected mentally quick enough to respond in the loving way I meant to. Quickly my anxiety took over and I had a bit of a panic attack that didn’t last long. Luckily, my hospital was just in the next parking lot next door so I didn’t have to go far. Once I valeted and waddled to the 3rd floor I meant my nurse who was a total gem and got my anxiety to quiet while I waited for my family to arrive. Once I was with her and began getting settled into my room, I was able to relax and emotionally enjoy the last few moments I had before meeting my son. I saw moments, but it was hours haha.

After 14 long hours of labor with only a 30 minute nap, a Pitocin drip, an Epidural, and 45 minutes of pushing, Brantley Thurman Henson made his debut into this world of ours at 2:39am weighing 6.8 lbs. and 19.5in long! With Dad, both Grandmothers, and one of his Aunts by my side Brantley had more love within seconds of his life than any little boy could dream of. I was an exhausted, but over the moon momma!

While in the hospital extensive tests where ran to ensure his heart arrhythmia was resolved know that he was born, and thanks to God it was! Finally Dad and I could breath easy as we made our way home a few days later all one big healthy, and happy family.

I’ll spare you all the details on adjusting to motherhood for now, just know we all are doing very well and I am back ready to share this little life of mine through fashion with you. So feel free to ask/share anything you would like to see on here so I can give back all the amazing love y’all have shown me over these hard but wonderful months!

Videography: Kaitlin Brantner Photography

Brantley’s Birth Story Video