I'm all for a mix of cheaper and quality baby clothing. Let's be honest, they wear it for one season, outgrow it or destroy it by smearing raspberries all over themselves. When deciding what pieces to invest in for kids, I always say accessories are the place. Those are things that can grow with them and aren't just a piece you buy for that one wedding you take them too and never put them in again. 

When Parker was born, I got that fear that given her name and my choice to dress her in grey/black/white combos, people might look at her and think 'boy or girl'? Hey, it happens. I've called a boy baby a girl and it's kind of one of the more awkward things I've ever personally experienced. I like watching people try to back step after choosing the wrong gender to address your baby. Just a mumbling train wreck. 


What was my questionable gender solution? Headbands! And not that kind that make you think their kid is a part of an Anne Geddes photo shoot .  The kind that are subtle and cute and easy to wash and go with everything... and the list goes on. Finding Little Hip Squeaks was like finding my beacon of hope. Plus, founder Amy Richardson, has a had a solid start to what will surely become a world dominating brand, at the rate she's moving. What started as a side project to distract her during pregnancy, Amy began making newborn hats at her kitchen table right here in Brooklyn. Now, she has employees and runs a full-time business. She's a legit boss lady. 

Now, she not only makes headbands but leggings, blankets, onesies and booties. Whenever anyone asks what the perfect baby shower gift for a girl would be, these are my answer. You can buy the headbands in packs of three and there are constantly new color combinations coming out. Every mother will get good wear of them, they are useful and cute and a unique present option. 

What I Wore :: Stroller Style _ 02

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Y'all..... I think we're starting to get this thing called 'parenting' down. Now, I don't want to jump to any large dramatic statements that will burst into flames the minute we forget her at the grocery store or something..... but I think little P is starting to see eye-to-eye with us. (I do realize that by the shear fact of saying that statement, she will now become the devil child!)The other day I swear little P looked at me and, with her baby eye glare, she said to me.... "I'm with ya sista". And us women..... if we understand anything, it's the meaning behind eye glares.  


Dress (similiar) // Shoes // Scarf (vintage) // Stroller // Blanket (my grandmother's)

I've been soaking up the last days of warm(ish) weather with her at the park. Cause, let's face it, babies are pretty darn cute at the park. And aside from Parker's eye glares, I've noticed the other ones come from unsuspecting bystanders who are using their glares to say 'nanny or mommy, nanny or mommy?' to anyone who walks by with a stroller. I get it, I'm young by New York standards to be pushing a stroller, but I'm old by Texas standards to only have one child in said stroller. So if you've been wondering where I've been, it is safe to assume I've been having stare-off contests while in the park with my baby on a grassy knoll and soaking in the simple joy that is just hanging out with your favorite mini person. Because one of the biggest things motherhood has taught me thus far, is just how insignificant everything else is in the world compared to that of just being with your family. Can I get an Amen! 


Mainly, I also feel like I'm learning a new definition to a successful day. Previously, I would attribute that to a day full of errands, knocking out my 'To-Do' list and finishing some DIY project just for fun. I always live by the notion of - "There are twenty-four usable hours in a day" (see: Empire Records). Nowadays, the definition of a successful day can't come from the things I can see on paper that I've accomplished, cause those days aren't going to be as frequent..... and that's ok. A successful day for me is one in which I've shared new experiences with Lil' P. A day where we went on a five mile walk around the neighborhood. A day where she rolled over for the first time. A day where we just hung out inside while it rained and read books and we may or may not have watched a couple of Ryan Reynolds movies. A day where I know everything we did, cause we did it together. I like those days. 

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