Oh Dear

These will set me back a bit, but really, how can I resist? Now off to convince my husband that I really need them.

R.I.P. Charlie Louvin.

Nursing Strike

I had always assumed that a baby would give into his primal instincts and nurse when he is hungry. So when Munchie started to refuse to eat a few days ago, I went to my trusty expert (Google, of course) and found tons of articles about babies going on "nursing strikes."  Turns out, babies will stop nursing for many reasons, including teething and stuffy noses. Thank God Maddux recovered from his cold and started nursing again so I didn't have to resort to feeding him through a syringe. Yikes!

Love At First Sight

Thank you to Liebemarlene for introducing me to Steven Alan's Spring Lookbook. I am definitely ready for warmer weather to come my way, and these dresses are making me extra excited. 

Covet: The Cropped Jacket

Vintage Bill Blass, courtesy of Sea of Shoes.
Courtesy of The Sartorialist.

Barking Bird Art

If you haven't visited the Etsy website yet, then you are missing out. I only recommend browsing while you have an hour or three, as it is highly addictive.

While searching for art for Maddux's nursery, I stumbled upon Barking Bird Art and now six of her prints grace the walls in his room. I love the music themed pieces, but I'm dying to own the "You Are My Sunshine" one.

Molton Brown

I'm not a big perfume kind of girl. Heavy scents tend to irritate me, so I was happy to discover Molton Brown's Ultrasmooth Coco de Mer Body Lotion. It has a lovely fresh scent that makes me think of a cool shower after a day at the beach. Cozy, with just a hint of sunscreen. When Nate and I travel to New York City, we like to stay at the Bryant Park Hotel, where they kindly stock the brand in their bathrooms. On our last visit I made sure to steal all of the samples. But those only last so long you know, so I was happy to find more at The Cosmetic Market here in Nashville.

Bon Voyage. My Travel Wish List: Dunton Hot Springs.

Can you imagine vacationing in a renovated ghost town? This place looks amazing, the perfect spot to get away and relax far from the rest of the world. Or if you wanted to bring along a few friends, you can even rent the whole town!

{Via Plaisirs Simples }

Memphis

Nate and I traveled to Memphis this past weekend to watch his beloved Chicago Bulls take on the Grizzlies. It was an extra special trip because it was Maddux's first NBA game, and as an avid sports fan, this fact was especially exciting for Nate. 

I think most people would agree that a 4-month-old and an arena full of screaming fans, over-eager announcers and fireworks are not a good mix, so thank God for these Peltor noise canceling earphones. They must have been pretty cozy, because Munchie fell asleep twice while wearing them. 

I, on the other hand, was never fully able to relax and completely enjoy the game. Most of the time I was either changing dirty diapers, wiping up slobber or trying to figure out how to hold onto a squirming baby and eat bbq nachos without dumping hot cheese down the neck of the guy in front of me.

Of utmost concern to me however, was where I was going to nurse. I am not shy about nursing Maddux in public, thanks to this, but there was literally no room in my seat and after circling the arena several times, there was not even a chair for me to sit down in. A friendly ticketing agent said I could use the "family lounge." Well that sounds nice, I thought. Picturing a quiet room with soft lighting and comfy armchairs, I made another lap around the arena until I spotted the door. But instead of a "lounge," I found nothing more than an oversized bathroom with a plastic changing table hanging from the wall. I tried nursing Maddux standing up, but finally gave up and ended up sitting on his changing pad on the floor, trying to ignore the knocks of drunk sports fans who didn't want to walk the extra 25 steps to the restrooms. 

After this experience, I think every major venue should have some sort of room for nursing mothers. Nothing fancy, just a place to sit and feed their children without having to resort to taking up residence on the floor of a bathroom.