Since having Naiya, I’ve been lucky enough to be on maternity leave from work. This has been one of the biggest transitions of my life because I was so used to moving a million miles per minute, working around the clock and I loved putting thought into my outfits each day. While I’ve been home with Naiya, I’ve completely surprised myself in being able to embrace the slower-pace of mom life. Naiya has become my ultimate focus and while parenthood is hands-down the hardest job I’ve ever had, I can honestly say I’ve never felt more fulfilled or happy.
Just over seven weeks into parenthood, we are doing our very best to settle into a routine. That said, it’s very hard to nail one down because whenever we think we’ve found one, Naiya switches everything up and surprises us big time. I guess she’s helping us to learn our first big lesson in parenthood–new babies are almost always unpredictable so you have to go with the flow! This is not easy for type-A planners like us but we’re getting more used to it and she’s teaching us so much along the way.
Happy Monday! So thankful for a relatively restful weekend after so much travel for work. I finally feel like Phil and I are starting to check things off of our ever-growing baby to-do list and it feels amazing. We’ve signed up for a bunch of prenatal and childbirth classes over the next few weeks at LA’s The Pump Station and Cedars Sinai, we’ve officially created our registry and we’re slowly starting to pack for our move at the end of the month into our new home.
This is one of the first New Year’s Phil and I will not be spending on the east coast. His sister had her first baby this year (he’s so cute!) so his whole family flew out here in Los Angeles to celebrate. While I’m sad that we don’t get to celebrate the holidays at home, one of the pluses to staying out in Los Angeles is that I can wear almost anything I want to for New Year’s Eve without having to think about bundling up as I usually do. When I saw this light-weight, comfy gold jumpsuit, I couldn’t wait to wear it for the occasion.
Fall in Los Angeles is a season you kind of have to create for yourself. September through early November here are usually still extremely hot and I oftentimes find myself dreaming about fall back in upstate New York where I grew up. I miss the leaves changing color, brisk mornings, an actual need for hot drinks (let’s face it: pumpkin spice lattes in LA just don’t have the same ring to them) and most of all, I miss fall layers.