Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Month {1}


My girl turned a month old on Thursday, October 17th. I know...I'm super late with this update. But newborns are a lot of work so blogging has taken an intentional back seat. ;)

Anyway, I seriously can't believe a whole month (plus a couple weeks) has passed since I had her. I just love her so. I spend most of my days staring at her little face...in awe and disbelief that she came from me. God is so good. And I'm so thankful. 

{1 Month Recap}


Height & Weight
At 3 weeks, she weighed 8.1 pounds. Newborn clothes and diapers are starting to fit snugly. She has long arms and legs so a lot of her sleepers are tight around her feet. But she's still tiny on top so 3 month clothes are a little big.

Eating
Nursing is going OK. At 4 weeks, she was eating 3.5 to 5oz every 2-3 hours. She definitely has a healthy appetite and I'm having a little bit of a hard time keeping up with that appetite. I started supplementing with formula every once in awhile which I feel a little guilty about. But at the end of the day, the formula is not hurting her (heck, I was formula fed and I turned out OK), so I need not feel any guilt.

Sleeping
Sleeping is super sporadic...apparently, as it should be. She doesn't sleep much during the day...lots of 20-30 minute cat naps. And as soon as I try to put her down and get something done, she wakes up. Which just gives me an excuse to snuggle with her. She's a great snuggler. ;) She sleeps OK at night. She occasionally gives us a 5-6 hour stretch, which is wonderful. She typically goes down around midnight, and sleeps until about 3. By the time I feed her, burp her, and change her, an hour (or more) has passed. She normally sleeps for another 2-3 hours before waking up to feed then takes a long nap in the morning.

A couple of moms have suggested we try Baby Wise. With the disclaimer that it may or may not work (since every baby is different), but it's still worth a try. I do want to get her on a routine before I go back to work so I may try it.

Other Milestones
Starting to smile & gurgle
Pretty inconsolable when hungry...the girl likes to eat
Will only take a paci when she's sleepy
Had her first submerged bath at 4 weeks...the umbilical cord stump took nearly a month to fall off
Doesn't like to be swaddled
Loves the car as long as we're moving
Prefers sitting up over laying down or back
Took our first walk around the neighborhood...loves the stroller
Loves her play mat
Had her first bottle at 2 1/2 weeks
Very good burper
Poops about 1,000 times a day
Recognizes mommy and daddy's voices
Can roll on to her sides
Has mommy and daddy wrapped around her little finger

Here are a few of my fave pics of her over the first 4 weeks:


And last but not least, wanted to share some of her newborn pics taken by my girl Kim!







Monday, October 14, 2013

1st Blogiversary


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On October 6th, Selfless Ambition turned ONE!
Blogging has been so much fun for me..it truly is my creative outlet.

I took a trip down memory lane the other day and read some of my old posts. Reading some of those posts reminded me about how much has happened in the past year...it's definitely been a whirlwind year for us.

Take a stroll down memory lane with me!

{A recap of my European vacay with my hubby & cousins}

1st Style Post: Royal Blue & Dots
{Outfit inspiration from one of my fave lifestyle bloggers}

{This post received 1,000+ views}

Most Sincere Post: Sometimes Life Just Gets Busy
{A reminder that I MUST seek the Lord daily}

Favorite Post: Houndstooth
{My ridiculous rant about...houndstooth}

Favorite Outfit...or Top: Target Chambray
{My love for my denim button-down top from Target}

Worst Outfit: Faux Fur & Leather
{I wanted so badly for this outfit to come together but...it just didn't...yuck}

Pregnancy Announcement: An Announcement
{After a brief blogging hiatus, I announced I was expecting a little one}

Buying Our First Home: High Five for Friday
{We closed on our first home in May}

Baby Webb's Gender Reveal: We're having a...?
{Gathering at my parents' house to find out Baby Webb's gender}

Birth Story: Introducing Ryann Olivia
{Labor, delivery, and meeting my girl for the first time}

With a new baby and with me going back to work in a couple months, I imagine that blogging will continue to be sporadic. But I hope you stay with me...thanks again for following along this past year! xo

P.S. Stay tuned for a few small changes to the blog!


Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Date Night + $125 Zara Giftcard Giveaway


Hubby and I celebrated 4 years of marriage last Friday. I wrestled with whether or not I was ready to leave baby behind for a night out with my man. But when my parents offered to come over and babysit, I obliged. And I'm glad I did. We needed the time away and it was kind of nice being in the company of other grown-ups. ;)

I've lost about 20 of the 45 pounds I gained during pregnancy. I tried on a couple of dresses in my closet but nothing seemed to fit quite right. Which seemed like a good enough excuse to go out and buy a new dress. I found this cute striped dress on sale at Macy's for $30. And it fit great so I bought it, of course.


.:: Details ::.
Dress: Bar III via Macy's
Blazer: H&M 
Leopard wedges: Michael Antonio via Piperlime


We went to Benihana for dinner and Cheesecake Factory for a little dessert before heading home. I missed my baby terribly but I really was glad to spend some uninterrupted time with my hubby. We had a great time.



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I recently teamed up with a few lovely bloggers to bring you a Zara giftcard giveaway. One lucky lady will win one Zara giftcard in the amount of $125! Be sure to enter for your chance to win and check out all the bloggers involved. Good luck!


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Linking up with:
What I Wore Wednesday @ The Pleated Poppy
Random Wednesday @ Because Shanna Said So
A Lovely Blog Hop @ Her & Nicole

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Introducing Ryann Olivia | Birth Story


Our sweet girl, Ryann, arrived on Tuesday evening, September 17th. Here is our birth story.

My due date was actually September 16th. I recall feeling quite proud of myself for making it to my due date. Mainly because so many people said I wouldn't make it. Not sure why they kept saying that so I concluded that they were secretly saying I was huge and they simply couldn't fathom seeing me gain another pound. Or maybe I was just being hormonal, overly sensitive, and thinking the worst. Honestly, it was kind of annoying but I took it in stride. 

My last OB visit was the Thursday before my due date and my doctor mentioned wanting to schedule an induction the Thursday following my due date if the baby hadn't come before then. I was glad to have made it to my due date, but really did not want to be induced so I snapped into action when Monday rolled around with no sign of baby...hubby and I walked about a mile around the neighborhood, we had Mexican food for dinner, I ate an ENTIRE pineapple, and we...well, you know. ;) All of that craziness...and still no sign of baby.

I woke up around 5:30 on Tuesday morning feeling a little...weird. It was a feeling I hadn't felt before so I sat straight up in the bed and figured I must be in labor. At that point, the contractions were manageable and about 10 minutes apart. I woke my hubby up and told him I thought I was in labor. We waited until about 8am to have my OB paged. She called me back and told me to head to the hospital to get checked out since I was past my due date. We arrived at the hospital around 10am and sure enough, I was in labor. I was already 4cm dilated and 50% effaced. 

As much as I was ready for her to come, it still seemed so surreal. I couldn't believe that, in a matter of hours, I was going to finally meet my sweet girl. 

Me & Hubby all checked in to the hospital
I labored for another few hours with little progress so my OB suggested pitocin to help me progress. I was hesitant at first because I really wanted to allow things to progress naturally but eventually decided to go ahead with the pitocin. The nurse administered the pitocin at around 2 o'clock. The pitocin kicked in pretty quickly and those evil contractions started coming fast and furious. I labored for another couple hours until I couldn't handle the pain anymore. And at about 5 o'clock (and to my husband's relief), I requested an epidural.

My mom and mother-in-law arrived at the hospital around 7. The epidural was live and in full effect at that point and I remember uttering something to them about equating the feeling the epidural was giving me to the margarita I'd been craving for the past 9 months. That epidural gave me life. :) Now I will say that the thought of being completely immobile from the waist down freaked me out a little bit. I kept thinking, what if there is an emergency or a FIRE? I had to make a conscious decision NOT to allow myself to focus on that and just relish the fact that I wasn't in any more pain.

I labored for another couple hours. The nurse came in around 9 that evening to check my progress. And I was already 9.5cm dilated and 90% effaced. It was almost time! She called my OB and came back in to help me with what she called a "practice push". Basically, they wanted to be sure I could push properly to avoid hours of pushing.

My OB arrived about an hour later. And suddenly a lot of people were in the room preparing for delivery. A few minutes later, everything was all set up and my OB looked down and said to the main nurse, call the nursery nurses now. Apparently, between the practice push and the hour that had passed, the baby had "labored down" and was ready to come on out. 

Here's the kicker...she pretty much just...slid out.
I literally laid there and didn't even have to push! 

And with that, she was here. My Ryann Olivia. All 7lbs 10oz & 19.5in of her. 
Born Tuesday, September 17th at 10:14 p.m.




Proud Daddy ;)

Ryann & my OB



Daddy soothing his girl
Headed home
I have NEVER felt a love like this before. I feel so incredibly blessed by the opportunity to not only experience a healthy full-term pregnancy but also to be a mother to this little girl. She already has brought so much joy to my world. 

Baby girl's first night home
The past 3 weeks have been exciting, invigorating, but VERY exhausting. In this short time, I've learned so many new things about her, about myself, and about my hubby. And I know this is just the beginning. After all, I'm 30-something and my mom STILL calls to make sure I made it home safely. Which reminds me that a mother's work is never done. I'm also reminded that I can not raise Ryann apart from the guidance of the Lord and a village of people who will love her and want to see her come to know Jesus as Lord & Savior someday. 

Thank you for your support and encouraging words the past few months. It's been a beautiful journey and I'm so glad to have gotten the chance to share it with all of you. I appreciate your continued prayers and encouragement as I figure out this mommy stuff. ;) xo


Thursday, October 3, 2013

Guest Post: Happy Wife, Happy Life...Threat or Charge?


Today's guest post comes to you courtesy of my best blog friend, LaNesha of We are the Tabbs. LaNesha and I became instant friends almost a year ago after crossing paths in blog land. She's so genuine and funny. And her blog is a-maze...covering all things faith, marriage & family, the perils of being a working mom, DIY, and much more. Love her blog! And I know you will too...so go check her out!

P.S. She also offers custom blog design services.
She even designed my little blog. Told you she was awesome!
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Greetings, Selfless Ambition readers! I am coming to you live, from my kitchen during the 45 minutes in between getting home to cook dinner and dear husband walking through the door to eat it. Got a baby taking a bottle and hamburger browning....that gives me about 15 minutes here! Then it's bath, book, bedtime, and about an HOUR of studying up for tomorrow's 2nd grade lessons...whew!! 
(it is SO obvious that I'm a first-time working mom? I'm like, so proud of myself for juggling ONE kiddo and a job) 

proof. 

It is my absolute joy and honor to write a guest post for my dear blog friend Angela. Angela and I have never met but we are truly kindred souls - and best blog friends for life. I'm so excited for her baby girl- she'll be just as beautiful as her mom! My name is lanesha and I blog over at We Are The Tabbs. Feel free to come visit me sometime! 


So, I'll jump right in with what i decided to share out on today...I guess I felt the need to chat with the wives. 

Happy Wife, Happy Life...Threat or Charge? 

Background: I've been on a personal journey since becoming a mother. Not even on purpose, either. Just a few things that God has been revealing to me little by little. I came across a passage in a book I was reading, and it was about the importance of being predictably happy.

joyful.  

She said that when you're at work, when you come home to your husband (or when he comes home to you), and everytime your children get off the bus...they should know what to expect from you. If they can't count on anything else, they can count on their mom being thrilled to see them, and predictably happy. Wow. That hit me hard. 

Then, alongside that- I listen to Joyce Meyer Ministries nearly everyday. She always talks about living outside of your emotions. This was new to me because I'm pretty sure I've spent every moment of my life responding via my emotions and it's not Godly. 

It's not Godly to worry. 
It's not Godly to try and figure things out.
It's not Godly to seek understanding in trials...

But it's Godly to seek peace. It's Godly to trust. It's Godly to be joyful no matter what because we serve a God that allows us to petition him and cast our cares on him.  Like, do you get that? We can literally cast our care on him and go on enjoying our everyday life. We're so blessed.

So- that said, something interesting happened to me this month. It was {ahem} that "time" of the month. I've never really bought into the whole "hormone/mood swing" thing (and I now understand why) until this month.  This month, I found myself irritated- noticicably so. I was snapping at co-workers, my husband...and I wasn't as joyful as I've been spending the last few weeks. 

Then it hit me. 

I'd never bought the whole hormonal/mood swing thing because I spent most of my time wading in my emotions! If I was angry, the whole day was going to be ugly. If I was worried, I spent tons of time doing just that. It wasn't until I found myself genuinely confused about why I was feeling so irritated that I realized what was going on: Since I've been living outside of my emotions, when these feelings came on full force, I felt them. I literally thought, "ohhhh. this is what it feels like to be moody and hormonal!"  I must have really been a drama queen before because I've NEVER felt them before! But that's because I was living in my emotional state- acting upon however I felt at the moment. 

So bringing it back to "happy wife, happy life." I know people joke about that all the time. You know, "If Mama ain't happy- NOBODY is happy..." and usually that's supposed to be a friendly threat. 

But...the more I consider the implications that my mood has on my family and the people around me, I realize that that is actually a charge to myself. I need to remain happy. Predictably happy. Joyful. 

I know there will be hard days and hard times BUT- again, I serve a God that gives us the PRIVILEGE of actually dropping everything off in his lap and telling HIM to take care of it. I've been through some things lately that a year ago, would have brought out an ugly side of me. My husband lost his job. We lost over 20k in salary AND had a brand new baby. He was unemployed for a little over a month and you know what? It was literally the BEST month of our lives so far. We casted our cares on him, we knew he would take care of us, and he did. We actually had MORE than we needed the entire month and we spent that time bonding with our new daughter. That's just an example of how I could have very easily been mean and nasty towards my husband and ruined the entire month. But instead, I chose to remain PREDICTABLY happy...and the Lord brought us through with joy and laughter.

So, dear reader, I leave you with the charge as well...are you predictably happy? Does your family have to walk on eggshells when they get home until they can test out the mood you are in- or will they know that their home is the safest place in the world for them? My hope for my family is that after a bad day, I want them to think, "If I can just get home, everything will be alright." After all, you are the heart of your home, dear sister. Keep Momma happy, so everyone else can be happy. 

Be happy, wife...and have a happy life. 

~LaNesha 

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