She sleeps.

Vintage Layla

My baby sleeps through the night. (Insert choirs of angels singing hallelujah....). I thought it would never happen.

She has been sleeping through the night for the past 2 weeks. Thank the lawd! She goes down for the night between 7:30-8:00 pm and is up around 6:30 am. It's been glorious my friends. GLOR-I-OUS.

We tried everything. I read all the books. I tried letting her cry it out. This child was just not sleep-trainable. I guess she just decided at about 9 and a half months she was ready. She did have a night a few days ago where she woke up around 1 am but I think she has a new tooth coming in and it was bothering her.

In other baby news, I officially stopped breastfeeding 4 days ago. The first day that I came to the decision I was a little sad, but the next day I felt better and now I've come to peace about it. I really wanted to reach a year but Layla pretty much weaned herself. For the past month we've only been down to one nursing session a day and lately she just hasn't been interested. My milk supply really dwindled because of it and dealing with my pump is stressful. I wasn't sure if I could bring my supply back up anyways.

I'm proud I made it this far-especially with the issues I'm dealing with because of it. When the problems started at month 3. I wanted to quit. In fact I tried. Twice. I couldn't do it though. I loved the bond and I knew it was best for Layla. I did take extra measures to do it in a way where I didn't strain myself, but I look back and just wish a nurse, somebody, anybody would have stressed to me the importance of supporting your arms and neck when nursing your baby, but it was never mentioned once. 

It will get better though. Just gotta keep the faith, the faith, the faith. Sorry. I got George Michael stuck in my head. ;)

"Hello, Lover!"

I couldn't resist showing you the shoes I mentioned yesterday that I bought for my friend's upcoming wedding.

I think I'm just giddy because I haven't bought myself a new pair of heels in what feels like forever!

Let's talk lipstick for a minute shall we?

I don't normally wear lipstick, but I want to start wearing it more often. I usually stick to light baby pink glosses and my go-to one is a soft muave lipgloss from L'Oreal. It's what I wear daily. With lipsticks, there are such pretty pinks, corals, and reds out there that I would love to try.

When I went grocery shopping with the girls last week, I couldn't help wandering over to the cosmetics section and I happened to notice a $2 off coupon for any Revlon cosmetic.

Score! I picked out a pretty lipstick that was already marked down under $6. The color is called "Love that pink"

It's such a pretty shade and unlike some of the others I have, I didn't feel sheepish wearing it.

Family fun...

I know this post is late seeing how I'm about to talk about Monday, but that's ok. ;)

H was off work that day, so I thought it would be fun to head to the Heritage Society at Sam Houston Park. I've been there before but the girls never have. I love old historic homes.

The park which is located on the outskirts of downtown is a nice attraction if you are ever in Houston.

9 Months In....9 months out

Well technically I was a little short of 9 months and technically Layla is 9 months and two weeks, but close enough ;)

White Chicken Enchiladas

(image from joyful mommas kitchen)


I wanted to share one of the best chicken enchilada recipes I have tasted in a long time. I found the recipe on pinterest and it's so easy and delicious. What I like about making this recipe is that I usually boil a whole chicken and I use half the meat to make a different meal the next day. It's a great way to make your grocery shopping dollars stretch.

10 corn tortillas

2 cups cooked, shredded chicken

2 cups shredded Monterey Jack cheese

3 Tbsp. butter

3 Tbsp. flour

2 cups chicken broth

1 cup sour cream

1 (4 oz) can diced green chillies

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9x13 pan

2. Mix chicken and 1 cup cheese. Roll up in tortillas and place in pan.

3. In a sauce pan, melt butter, stir in flour and cook 1 minute. Add broth and whisk until smooth. Heat over medium heat until thick and bubbly.

4. Stir in sour cream and chilies. Do not bring to boil, you don't want curdled sour cream.

5. Pour over enchiladas and top with remaining cheese.

6. Bake 22 min and then under high broil for 3 min to brown the cheese.

Here is a picture of how mine turned out. I had less tortillas to use.

Enjoy.

Worry

Last night my heart felt heavy. So opposite from the day before when my heart felt full and joyous. I think this is the way of God talking to me and trying to tell me something. They say if you have everything you need yet feel something is missing, it's usually a closer relationship to God.

He is in my life. Always has been but I admit I have not always been the greatest christian. Sometimes I'm prone to having a sharp tongue, being impatient, vain, and insecure at times. I've always felt there is two sides to me but I suppose most feel like this since we are constantly walking down the line of good and bad.

Last night as I was carrying Layla into her room to the glider, I started thinking about how pretty soon she will be walking and talking and how our nighttime routine will change. It will all go by so quickly and I worried about whether or not I'm being the best mother I can be too her. Whether or not I'm giving Serena enough attention. How it will be when she's a teenager. (I am dreading those days). Worrying about my shoulder hurting forever. Worrying about how I come across to people. Worrying about not making all my dreams a reality. Worrying about the right dreams.

I rocked in that glider for a good while worrying. It reminded me of when Layla was nestled in my womb. After a previous miscarriage I worried constantly that the pregnancy was going to go wrong.

You see I am a champion worrier.

I do think I've improved over the years but something crept into my heart last night and it lead me to the old passage I used to read when I worried about Layla.

“Then Jesus said to his disciples: ‘Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?’” (Luke 12:22-26)

That passage helped me so much in time of worry. Today I turn to it again. I hope that if you have worry in your life you find comfort in it.