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Archive for June 2015

If you’ve been following my craft page, CutieQ Cards n Crafts, and following me on Instagram, CutieQ Cards, you would know that I’ve been pretty planner-addicted lately.

I’ve been so into planners lately that I’ve been entering as many planner giveaways as I can that pop up on my crafting instagram feed.  Believe me, there are many!

It was an amazing feeling when I logged onto my Instagram feed and found out I won an Emily Ley Simplified Planner from Kimberly Lund!  I was over the moon!!


The planner starts in August and I can’t wait to use it!

More on my planners and how I use them at a later time…

I visited the Dollar Tree for the first time last week.

I don’t know what took me so long to visit.

M found the hoola hoop that was just her size.  She had been looking for one for the longest time and she was so happy that she found one.  I had to snatch it up right away.  The price?  ONE DOLLAR!

I also found a few art supplies that I didn’t buy.  We didn’t need it at the time, but I now know where to go when we do.

We only got to stay for a little bit because K was not happy about being inside her carrier and stroller, but I can’t wait to come back and get more things.


These are my Dollar Tree finds that definitely will find it’s way on to some cards and crafts in the future.

Because of our move, we had to register with a new Church.

The welcome packet came with a brochure of the various ministries that the parish has.

One ministry caught my eye.


Yes, a crafting ministry.

I contacted the coordinator as soon as I could.  We exchanged emails and now we will officially meet some time this week.

Exciting!  I know!

I will definitely keep you posted about what we discussed and how I can incorporate my crafting into my faith journey.

We did it.

We pierced K’s ears.

I did M’s ears when she was four months old.  You can read about that experience here.

I would have gotten K’s ears pierced at four months old also, but we didn’t have time.  Hubby didn’t want to be there for it either.  He didn’t want to see his little girl get hurt.  So I had to wait until the girls and I were at my mother’s house and we got K’s ears done at the same place I did M’s

I was so excited at the idea of getting her ears pierced when I knew we were going to be staying at mom’s house for awhile.

Of course, as the day of the piercing approached, I started getting more and more nervous.  I almost backed out.  No mother wants to inflict pain on their child on purpose!  But I knew that I should get her pierced since I did her older sister.  I also knew that the pain was only a quick moment and she would be fine soon after.  I also remembered feeling those same feelings of nervousness and hesitation before getting M’s ears done.

We would be fine.

And we were.

Just like her sister, K only cried for a little bit.  By the time we left the store, she was all smiles and hugs again.

For the first few days, she wouldn’t let me touch her ears for the 3x/day cleaning, but now, she is so used to it that she doesn’t flinch.

Now both my girls have their ears pierced.  I’m so glad to get that out of the way.

Tis the season for graduating..

It’s been a busy week for me at the craft table.  I received two requests for two graduation cards each.

Here is what I came up with.


It helps to know what the school colors are so I could make them more personal.

I think they came out really great and very festive.

I used Lawn Fawn and Sweet Stamp Shop stamps for these cards.

Next year, I know to start creating grad cards early. 

I made some with gift card pockets on the inner left hand panel. They fit any standard gift card, and it’s a nice neat way to tuck some cash into the card without it falling out. 

Don’t forget to check my crafting account on Instagram @cutieqcards!

If you’re into scrapbooking and card making, don’t forget to “like” my Facebook page, CutieQ Cards n Crafts

I was going through my personal Instagram feed and in an instant, K was a newborn again…

She was so tiny. 

I started thinking about life with a newborn. I thought about the sleepless nights, the endless feelings, teeny tiny babies…

I realized I never took a photo of me nursing. 

We all know that I nursed both my girls, but for only 2-3 months… It was such a short span of their lives, but it was important to me. 

How could I have not taken a photo?!

Not to post on my social media, but for my own memories…

The images are in my mind… How I cradled them in my arms, how they would hold on to me while they latched, how we would look into each other’s eyes, those moments when they would fall asleep…

Will I eventually forget them? 

Will the images fade like the memories of what nursing felt like?

I remember the feeling of frustration of their learning to latch. I remember the discomfort of a bad latch. I remember the sore boobs. I remember the feeling of relief when they filled their little tummies up with my milk. I remember the feeling of their little sucking motions…

But those memories of those feelings are fading… 

I still want to remember. 

I wish I took a picture….

All those moments I can’t photograph, I want to remember them here…

  • The way she looks with her gummy mouth wide open when she wants to bite at my face. 
  • The way her little feet cross at the ankle. 
  • The way she scratches the top of her head 
  • The way she has to rub her face back and forth over anything put in front of her
  • The way she grabs at everything within her tiny arms reach 
  • The way she tries to sneak her thumb into her mouth while she drinks out of her bottle. 
  • The way she smiles as she watches her sister use the potty
  • The look she gives when she sees her sister asleep and wants to wake her. 
  • The smile she has when she reaches over to pull her sisters hair. 
  • They way she HAS to hold my fingers when drinking out of her bottle. 
  • The way she chews on her rice cereal 
  • How she’d rather be standing than anything else
  • The smile on her face when she wakes up and sees me. 
  • The sounds of frustration when she just can’t do what she intended
  • Her laugh
  • Her cry
  • The way she “claps” my hand when I say so. 
  • They way she constantly needs to roll over… and over… and over…
  • The way she purses her lips when she’s fully concentrated on a toy. 
  • Her love for the Elmo and Cookie Montster cars
  • Her love of any toy with faces
  • The way she looks at us like she’s saying, “you’re my family and I love you.”
  • The way she likes to walk on me. 
  • The happiness of being in her walker in the kitchen so she can actually move around. 
  • The way she smiles when her sister gives her attention
  • The way she smiles when her sister does something amusing. 

There’s so much more….

I wish we had someone photographing and recording every moment of our lives… Like a reality show… But just for us. 

June is here. 

Time is flying way too fast and it’s giving me anxiety. 

In two and a half months, M starts preschool. 

In my head, when a child starts school, that’s when time really starts flying. They start preschool and before we blink, she’s graduating from high school.

Seriously, M starting preschool is a HUGE deal for me. If you thought I was a worrying person before, I’m surely going to surpass what I was. 

There is just a whole other set of things to worry about when your kid is out of your hands for hours at a time. 

Now I know you’re thinking, “You were a working mom. How is this different?”

It’s extremely different. 

  • She’s not with family. 
  • She’s not with me. 
  • Someone else is responsible for her. 
  • Other kids. 
  • Other adults. 

It’s just different and hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that she’s old enough for school. 

I feel like I might be over thinking things. I might be over-worrying. 

I always have a major fear of the unknown. I worry about all the worst-case scenarios until I work myself into an anxiety attack. 

This is definitely one of those cases…

But it’s good to have this blog, this outlet, to pour all my fears and anxieties. 

I want to be able to read back to this entry and tell myself, “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?!”

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