Fun Find Friday: Father’s Day

I’m not sure how it happened, but Father’s Day is next Sunday and that means we need to get serious about some amazing gifts.  If your husband is anything like mine, he’s horrible to shop for.  While I love celebrating him and making him feel special I get a tad bit stressed out trying to find the perfect gift for him.  Well, this year I think I have it under control (let’s just hope he doesn’t read this post).  Have you been to Paper Coterie yet?  If not, run, do not walk there now (click here to go to their website).  They have an amazing selection of custom cards, stationary and gifts, and the coilbound “All About My Dad” book has got to be the best Father’s Day gift out there.  It’s similar to the Shutterfly books we’ve all seen before but it has space for your child to truly customize the book for his or her daddy.  Daddy is sure to cherish this book for years to come and you, my friend, just hit a home run in the gift department.

What’s more meaningful than a DIY project? A Do-It-Together project! This unique and creative DIT book is perfect for documenting a child’s special relationship with Dad. Each book can be personalized with 19 photos and your own text. When the book arrives, plan a special activity time together to complete the book by capturing all the important details they love about Dad. It’s the perfect DIT project! Printed on premium, uncoated, 100% recycled fiber paper. Just add crayons!

* Note, we are in no way endorsed by Paper Coterie, we simply love their stuff!

It’s Just the Way Dad Does It…

One of the hardest things for me being a new mother hasn’t been the explosive diapers, the teething or even the sleepless nights.  It has simply been letting my husband help with all of those things.  I am the stereotypical A type woman; thinking that if you want things done right you’ve got to do them yourself.  Unfortunately I have been applying that mentality to parenting as well, and well, it just doesn’t work…

I have to accept that when my husband does a bath he uses way too many squirts of soap, when he changes a poopy diaper he uses twice as many wipes as necessary and that when he serves up the breakfast oatmeal it is probably a good 50% runnier than it should be.  I have to close my eyes and accept that it’s just the way that Dad does it.  It’s not wrong, it’s just not the way I’d do it, and man, does it kill me to watch.

I always thought that when I became a mother I would be more flexible, more willing to take things as they come.  After almost eight months into motherhood, this is certainly not the case.  I feel more uptight than ever.  When my husband puts the baby in an outfit and socks that don’t match I know I should just let it go, but God help me, I can’t let her out of the house like that!

I know I need to get over it, and hopefully someday I will.  My controlling nature I’m sure will not deem well once my daughter has entered her “tween” years.  So for now I am going to just attempt to relax and chant my new mantra, “It’s just the way Dad does it…”