summer happenings

Well, hello. It’s been nearly two months since my last post: life has been hectic, crazy, and really fun. Here are some photos from the past few months:


^^^weekends with little dude while papa sleeps. we frequent church, playgrounds, and target.^^^

IMG_6112^^^little dude got a major haircut from aunt carri and immediately looked more like his papa. i miss his baby hair!^^^

Processed with VSCOcam with c1 preset^^^we walk past this church all the time. i think it’s really beautiful.^^^

IMG_6013^^^we love spending time with grandpapa {he and Levi are basically the same person, it’s hilarious}. he’s in england for 6 weeks, so we miss him lots.^^^

Processed with VSCOcam with c1 preset^^^cupcakes to celebrate my birthday. hello, 31!^^^

IMG_6241 IMG_6250 IMG_6211^^^family time at the playground & the beach.^^^

A few other notable happenings:

Levi weaned from his bottle at the beginning of June. He’s a big kid now with his sippy cups. He’s also now fully weaned from nursing before bed {this was more dramatic for me, I think}, and before naps. We nurse in the wee hours of the morning, again when we’re up for the day, and then sometime in the afternoon/after work. I still really enjoy our nursing time. In addition to signing “more” and “milk” to indicate he wants milk, he’s now started saying ‘nana’. We can’t quite figure out if it’s his word for nursing, or if it just means that he wants something.

Levi said “mama” the other day and I nearly cried. He says “papa”, but he doesn’t do it consistently. He is able to verbally say “Lennon” which is really cute; he also says “hi”, “night, night”, and “all done”. He’s still signing “please”, “thank you” and I think the most adorable thing he does at this stage is turn his hands up when you ask him where something is. At this age, it’s crazy to see how much he picks up on  and how he’s trying to verbalize {and it’s heartbreaking when he gets so frustrated}.

I re-joined a gym, and have been making an effort to work out again. It’s really hard to get to the gym after working and juggling schedules, but it’s worth it. The group fitness classes are a blast, and my body feels good.

We’re feeling a little stir crazy in our tiny apartment, and are considering a move to a different neighborhood/area of the city.












lincoln square // flirty cupcakes

A new cupcake shop opened in our neighborhood a few weeks ago: Flirty Cupcakes in Lincoln Square. It’s an adorable little shop with a good variety of cupcakes. I love their display case and their overall vintage design. Although I’ll always be partial to Molly’s Cupcakes in Lincoln Park, these are a sweet temptation within walking distance!

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I had the Me Want Cookie Dough cupcake and Chris had the Peanut Butter Delight. Both were good, and left us wanting to try a different one of their delicious options next time.

Do you have a favorite cupcake shop? Do tell. When I travel, I always like to try cupcakes in different cities.

five finds for friday

{source: corals + cognacs}

a few of my favorite finds from around the internet this week:

1) hallie from corals + cognacs rocking this look. makes me want to buy a striped blazer. i spotted this one at target, and might re-think my initial assessment that it was “too stripey-stripey”.

2) this piece about married life. so true. also, i love momastery.

3) an inspiring post about a journey to become foster parents/pre-adoptive family placement by jen loves kev 

4) i’m on the hunt for a new wedding ring since i developed an allergy to my current white-gold set. this one’s really pretty.

5) and 26 food things only a chicagoan would understand. particularly #5, #11, #12, #17, #20.

happy weekend, ya’ll.



When we moved into our new apartment, I thought we would be seeking a nanny for in-home care. Due to the irregularity of Hubby’s schedule, we soon figured out that it would be nearly impossible to find someone who’s able to switch days each week.  We found a daycare about a mile from our apartment that offered us the flexibility of changing our days as needed. The daycare also happens to be on my route from home to the office. This meant that I would be responsible for getting Levi to daycare 2-3 days per week. Since Hubby uses our car to get to/from work, it also meant that my “vehicle” would be our stroller.

The first day when I had to bring all of the “extra” things to leave at daycare, we basically bottomed out the stroller. I somehow managed to carry Levi {both of us in winter coats} down two flights of stairs, carrying four bags, and get him situated into the stroller. We’ve come a long way since just a few weeks ago. I now find myself looking forward to our little daily adventures. Picking him up at the end of the day just melts my heart {cheesy, but true}.

Here are a few photos of our daily schlep: 

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Levi is a champ at being in the stroller {as are most city kids}. However, right after I snapped this final photo, he had a meltdown. Naturally.


Our little dude turned ONE last week. I know when children reach their first year birthday milestone, parents around the world yell “I can’t believe how fast this happened. Has it already been an entire year?”. Our little dude has suddenly gone from my little baby boy to this brave and curious toddler. He started taking steps a little over a month ago, and then two weeks ago all of a sudden: he’s walking. It’s a hilarious, wobbly, zombie-type walk that cracks me up.

On Sunday, we had twenty-plus people in our tiny apartment to celebrate our little dude’s first year of life. But in all honesty, I felt like it was a party for Hubby and I to celebrate the fact that we have survived our first year of parenting. It was a fun time, and I’m so blessed to be reminded of the support system that we have in this city. Here are a few photos of the celebration, including L’s meltdown into his smash cake: it’s his birthday — he can cry if he wants to.

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