One of my fears with motherhood is the completely unreasonable expectations created by Pinterest. I’m a lot of really awesome things, but a Pinterest mom (or Pinterest-anything, for that matter) is not one of them. This fear was highlighted this week when a dear cousin sent me an idea for Halloween: a pumpkin, carved from the outline of your infant’s hands and feet. Freaking adorable. And it would, of course, be especially adorable for us since we got married on Halloween and this is our first wedding anniversary with the baby. But I mean come on— how is the photo even real??
For his first Father’s Day I got Jarmon one of those frames that includes a kit to make hand and foot prints (I’ve yet to actually print a photo of Arabella to put in it). I also bought one of those imprint sets to make a Christmas ornament. The footprint came out best, but was nothing to write home about. The handprint was so bad we considered using two footprints in the frame instead. Have you ever tried to open an infant’s hand and place it on a flat surface? Neither had I. And having tried it— I’m pretty sure infant hands weren’t meant to be made flat.
The ornament is fine, but again, nothing to write home about. There is a vague semblance of a foot somewhere in it. All this is to say— Pinterest gives me anxiety. I see cute things and I therefore feel like there is an expectation to make cute things— but I’m convinced not all cute things are able to be made. I already have anxiety about Arabella’s first birthday party.
I’m ranting about this because today was a pretty low key day. We did some tummy time this morning and ate some more oat cereal from a spoon. This afternoon we ran to Nordstrom to get my dress fitted for my friend Liz’s wedding. I’ve worked my butt off to get back to pre-baby weight, but I’m still not feeling so hot in the dress. Here’s hoping the $46 in alterations (a slight take in at the top) will do the trick. On a happier note, everyone was gushing over Arabella, who was soaking up every second of the attention. Pretty sure she was also passing judgement on everyone who walked by.
Time now to dig out my wedding jewelry and see if it works with the dress. And possibly also time to consult Pinterest for bridesmaid hairstyles I’ll never be able to duplicate.
Trina Orlando 