I know you saw me when I reprimanded my child for jumping off the couch at home.
I know you saw me when I disciplined my child for dumping his toys on the ground and didn't clean them up.
I know you saw me when I yelled at my child for crossing the street and not looking both ways.
I know you saw me when I taught my child lying is not acceptable.
I know you saw me when I revoked television privileges for disobeying.
I know you saw me when I reminded my child to sit still and listen during church.
I know you saw me when I iced my child's bumps and bruises.
I know you saw me when I rocked my child to sleep when they were sick.
I know you saw me when I cried worried my child would never be listen.
I know you saw me when I nursed him in public and was asked when I was going to stop.
I know you saw me when I prayed I would one day be a mom.
Kids are kids.
Life is full of noise.
If you don't have something nice to say don't say anything at all.
Stop being a bully.
Do unto others as they would do unto you.
Help instead of hurt.
Love instead of hate.
Our Spring 2016 Assortment is coming in and we are so excited to share so many awesome styles. From favorites at Prefresh like Hello Ladies and Yeah America tank tops to Rowdy Sprout's Jimmy Hendrix or George Strait varsity tees.
Check back often as we launch Hipster's Sister/ aka FUNKY Girl's Clothes! Yes there is more than just seeing ruffles when it comes to girls clothes. Our focus is style and comfort so if our kids can't play and be kids in these clothes then we don't buy them!
We all go through seasons in life and boy have I been in "that" season. Moving into a new home, remodeling, and having our second child has put me in the "mom of 2, has a newborn" season. And the choices we make don't always coincide with being convenient for everyone- as our daughter decided to enter the world 2 weeks before her official due date which isn't eye opening but when mom is selling at Chi Omega Christmas Market in Dallas and we get 4 news channels promoting our store it's a bit unsettling. Labor the 2nd time around was so much different than the first- I came home at 6:30 from 3 days of selling and contractions start. Fast forward to 11:00pm and they jump from being 10 minutes apart 30 minutes before to 3 minutes apart and I get scared. Sure enough little G was about to enter the world as we flew down the tollway in pouring down rain. I progressed so quickly even the epidural I demanded at the last minute didn't have time to work! Yes folks, that is possible and not too uncommon. If only they provided refunds for that. Ha. 2 pushes and she was out! Natural childbirth...although I guess I get robbed of my trophy for that since they had started the epidural (I had zero relief despite my pleas...the doctor said they needed 20 minutes but G didn't want to wait).
Little Hipster was only difficult the 1st week of taking baby G home. I guess he had to work out his own fears and concerns of mom's attention going to his new baby sister. What is sweet is he has become more taken with his dad and now might ask for daddy over mommy. Sleepless nights nursing have made this tea drinking mom a best friend of coffee, 2 cups a day please. I also found that baby wearing is my go to thing since G doesn't appreciate being put down for long so my 2 Peanut Shell Reversible slings get tons of use! And they are super cute! If only they hadn't discontinued that style I'd be selling it on Hipster Baby. I have the K'Tan and BJorn, have contemplated the Ergo as I have borrowed a friends when Little Hipster was younger...but my staple is the sized Peanut Shell Sling. I don't have to "futz" with it and rewatch YouTube videos to wear it! And its big enough to nurse her in.
As I sit here recovering from Mastitis I dream of opening up that storefront for Hipster Baby...but right now I'm getting a little more comfortable being a mom to 2 kids on top of having a website. Clearly when I get too busy and take on too much somebody else has other plans for me reminding me to slow down and appreciate what I have. But don't count us out yet because after having a girl I know that finding girl clothes is a dime a dozen but finding boy clothes is still way too hard.
It seems like its been an eternity since I last posted on the blog. About 3 months have come and gone and I can say with certainty 2014 has been one hell of a year.
This summer has included our almost fatal car accident, selling our dream home to accommodate our growing family, house hunting with our first contract falling through due to an absurdly low appraisal, living with the in-laws for far too long, a home remodel, move, and losing our beloved 10.5 year old chihuahua who was like our first child. I don't recommend packing all of these crazy bits into a short time span but unfortunately most of it was 100% out of our hands. Did I mention I'm 7 months pregnant and it's a GIRL?!
One constant has been Hipster Baby and I'm so blessed to have such a great business keeping me busy. Our Fall 14 photo shoot was a blast, minus the crazy heat at the end of August. One of those "You Know you Live in Texas When..." kind of moments when at 6pm I have to worry about keeping little guys and their parents cool in 100+ degree weather when the week before it had been 60 degrees! We went to historic downtown Grapevine and got some great shots along the old courthouse and schoolhouse thanks to Tanya McCarthy Photography. Our go to baby models were booked that day so I look forward to using them as toddlers for our next shoot!
Fall 14 boys clothing is loaded up with Hipster looks, including some of my favorites from Joah Love and Mini Shatsu. Stay tuned for our 2 pop up stores this November if you live near the Dallas area! Full speed ahead as it will be here before we know it. Lets all just say a quick prayer Baby #2 stays cooking that whole time as she is due December 5th so it might be a close call.
Reflecting on what matters to you most can be hard to do when life is good. I have always felt grateful for the gift of family, friends, a home, and good health but the second that any of those is threatened reality sets in. About 2 weeks ago as we were driving home from my parents house and our little Hipster was falling asleep in his carseat sipping on milk and clinging to his blanket and my husband and I were carrying on a conversation, the tranquility in the car changed in a split second. Upon entering an intersection we had been through numerous times before a car darted in front of us, having run a red light. With a brief second to react the next thing I remember is feeling our car collide and spin out, my head hitting the windshield. After impact and seeing smoke coming from our engine panic and adrenaline set in, "Oh my God oh my God Daniel get Simon out the car might catch fire!". Fear of your loved ones being hurt, including the unborn baby I was carrying is a nightmare that still makes me cry. After Daniel pulled Simon, carseat and all out of the vehicle we sat down away from the crash as I could hear onlookers shout "Are you okay is anyone hurt?"
Hysterical crying, pain and stiffness in my neck, back, and legs while clutching my belly as my son sat still strapped in his carseat crying next to me are images and feelings that will never be erased. I've always said that being pregnant is a true testament of blind faith and our horrific car accident only made that belief more surreal. And knowing how long it took us to conceive our second made me even more scared I may never have another child. The most calming feeling came as a woman, a total stranger, came running from across the street towards us shouting that she heard the accident from her apartment a few yards away and since she is a trained paramedic came running to help. I will always think of her as our guardian angel meant to come help. While our worlds collided for only a brief time she served her purpose caring for us before the Fire/Police arrived on the scene. The rest of the night was spent in an ambulance ride and then hours of tests in the ER. Luckily that night our family was spared from what could have been a fatal car accident, including our unborn child. Seatbelts, a top rated carseat, and airbags from our Lexus SUV all did their job. And those total strangers that called 911 and the guardian angel of a woman along with the firefighter paramedics are people I will be forever grateful were there that night.
While the accident caused us pain and angst it is something that I hope we can put behind us. My head CT, neck CT, Knee X-Ray, and Sonogram came back normal yet I still carry this unexplainable fear something unknown from the trauma during the accident could cause me to lose this baby. Our little guy spent the night with my parents after being checked out by the paramedics. He suffered a cut on his chin and strap burns but was otherwise physically okay. Mentally he was quite torn up trying to process seeing mom taken away on a stretcher. The nights following have included wetting the bed, something he never does, but something understandable for any 2 year old, almost 3 year old. He will never forget what happened that night, including seeing his beloved firefighters and firetruck and ambulance come help us that night. Mommy has always told him when we see or hear sirens that they are going to help people and seeing them in action was his first real life lesson.
Hug your loved ones today as you never know what might happen. It only takes a split second for your life to change and preparing for the unprepared is something I hope none of you have to go through.
This past Friday I planned a nice little playdate for our little Hipster at the Dallas Arboretum with his best buddy and one of his cousins. As we strolled through the lush gardens the boys played with sticks and ran carefree beside us. We studied koi ponds, streams and waterfalls, and smelled a multitude of flowers. After our 2 mile stroll toward the children's garden we decided to eat lunch on the cafe patio and as usual the boys wolfed down their lunches and decided to romp around in the grass next to the patio. It had rained the 2 days before we came so we sat at the wooden tables on the patio instead of using our blankets for a picnic. Once we were all done eating we parted with Hipster's best buddy and continued with his cousin to the Children's Garden, specifically the preschool area. Hipster played right alongside the sand box shoveling and dumping buckets of sand and since it was a 90 degree day we quickly decided the boys needed time in the mini splash stream nearby.
The 2+ hours in the heat made me exhausted so I let little guy play a bit more and then told him it was time to go. I had reapplied sunscreen and bug spray to the both of us, grabbed some milk for little man and we were off get back home for nap time. Hipster fell asleep in the car as predicted and once we got home I transferred him to his bed for more napping while I showered off my stank. And the rest is history. Saturday morning came and when little guy was awake my husband and I noticed he had red bumps starting to appear on his stomach, waist band area, feet, legs, arms, and back. We both panicked and put little guy in the a colloidal oatmeal bath and called his pediatrician for a Saturday morning appointment. I had my suspicions and fears of the worst, chicken pox, but knew our guy had been vaccinated. Our next best guess was chiggers and we sure were right. The pediatrician confirmed he had chiggers and told us chewable benadryl tablets for nap and bed time as needed and over the counter creams + Chigarid. The next 48 hours were miserable! Hipster's body only got worse toward Saturday afternoon, common for those exposed to Chiggers which are actually little red mites that are easily washed off in the shower with soap and warm water (which is why I think I was safe and never got them!) but if not washed off will bite and inject an enzyme into your skin that causes an extremely itchy bite until the skin can expel the fluid.
Our 3 year old has been defiant enough lately that forcing him to bathe in oatmeal and then coat him down in Chigarid (which by the way initially burns but I swear helped him heal quickly) and Hydrocortisone Cream or Gold Bond Cream (his favorite/preferred) was far from easy! The night time Benadryl sure helped him drift off to sleep but his bath time ritual before bed was full of kicking, screaming, and crying. We also pinned him down for a nail trimming per the doctor's recommendation to help prevent infection and had him soak in epsom salts on the 3rd night which we should have done ASAP as that was also a very healing treatment for him.
If you or anyone you know has ever had Chigger bites you can understand it is the most severe itch you can ever imagine! So the Dallas Arborteum definitely got a call from me as I was still shocked he was exposed there but the weather and summer time conditions all make the most sense. His best buddy also had on pants and his cousin never stepped foot in the grass the entire time. Our Hipster had on a tank and pair of shorts (remember it was 90 degrees that day!!).
So next time you are out in any time of grassy area in a state known to have Chiggers be prepared! It's not just fields in a run down area or somebody's ranch, it can be anywhere and covering yourself in head to tow DEET bug spray can be effective along with showering after being in certain areas as described. I hope you can avoid those nasty little mites but if your little one ever has to endure it I hope I have helped with what we did to combat the itch!