Amy has been blogging since 2010 and is a friends with Dana, one of our very own contributors to BBA. At Your Southern Peach she blogs about friends, food, clothes, design and all things southern. She takes some amazing photos as well! For example the picture she took when her and her Girlfriends Visited Charleston.

 Another great post from her blog is Front Porch Sittin.

She has some great pictures of some porches that just want to make you get a porch and be sitting there with coffee in hand!

You can visit Amy’s Blog here… Your Southern Peach

When I first found out I was pregnant with both Girlie Girl and Baby Bug, I immediately went into planning mode. I made lists of possible names, baby items I needed, nursery themes, birthing options, etc. I started scouring the internet for the latest in baby gear.

Is this what they call the Third Baby Syndrome? Is this poor child headed for a lifetime of hand-me-downs and a lack of photos documenting her childhood? With the birth of my first daughter, second-hand didn’t even enter my mind. Everything had to be brand new.

I blame it on the lack of energy I’ve been feeling during this rough pregnancy and am hoping that things will kick into gear one she’s here. Until then, I’ll be cruising Craigslist for affordable used baby items. Hey, she won’t know the difference, right?

Now with a little over 3 months left of this pregnancy, I’m embarrassed to say that I haven’t done a single thing to prepare for her upcoming arrival. I haven’t even told our pediatrician that our family will be expanding. I haven’t done any shopping, any planning. I don’t even have possible name choices.

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Ingredients
2 very ripe bananas, mashed
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 cup whole wheat pastry flour
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons water
1-1/2 teaspoons egg replacer (dry)
1/2 cup blueberries

Cooking Instructions:
~ Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease muffin cups or line with paper muffin liners.
~ In a large bowl combine mashed bananas, all-purpose flour, whole wheat pastry flour, sugar, baking powder and salt; mix until smooth. In a small bowl or cup combine water and egg replacer; stir into banana mixture. Fold in blueberries.
~ Spoon batter evenly, about 1/4 cup each, into muffin cups.
~ Bake in preheated oven for 20 to 25 minutes, or until golden brown.

“The Waterfall”

Scene: I see Lola running into her bathroom with my step-stool and a lid to a storage tub.

Jessica: “Lola, come here please!” (Lola runs into the kitchen) “What are you doing with that lid?”

Lola: “Nothing.” (this answer always means trouble.)

Jessica: “Go put the lid back in your bedroom and come help me with the potatoes.”

Lola: “Okay Mommy.” (runs out of the kitchen.)

Two minutes pass. Lola appears in the kitchen.

Lola: “Mommy, come see what I made!”

Jessica: “Ok, what is it?”

Lola: “It’s a WATERFALL!!!!!!”

I have no idea how her little 3 year old mind came up with this! The water was dripping just enough out of the faucet to make it an actual waterfall! You can see below, it was dripping from the lid, onto the counter, into each drawer and onto the floor.

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So last night was a entertaining night at the Stacey household. It all started off right with both kids asleep by 11. Yes that is early at our house. I am bad at sleeping schedules. And just to get Davis asleep faster I had him on my bed. Anyway, I can never sleep when Scot is out of town so I was catching up on my soaps (Days and General), it was one in the morning and I heard a big BUMP and screaming. I went running into my room and found that Davis had fallen off my bed. And less than a week ago I put risers under my bed making it six inches higher.

Well I figured he just scared himself, but when I picked him up there was blood on my arm, hand and shirt. Then I started hyperventilating. Blood freaks me out! So at that point Sydney is screaming too because Davis’s screams were so loud and that doesn’t mix well with my emotions running high.

I called Scot and woke him up to have him help me calm down. He did great, and was able to help me assess the wound. We decided to ice it and watch it. Have you ever tried to ice anything on a three year old? It is impossible! So then I lost my temper trying to help him and gave up. It wasn’t until 3:30 that I got them both back to sleep. Of course, they were both awake by 10….mumble mumble. So like my Mom said this morning, “It’s a double coke day!” (or more!)

And no, my kids will not be sleeping in my bed again!

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My boss handed me a fortune cookie on my last day of work. “Ideas that may seem absurd ultimately lead to success,” read the tiny slip of paper.

It was an omen for what was to come. Just days after cleaning out my desk, I began an around-the-world trip with my wife, Amber, and our 16-month-old daughter — something that sounds crazy but turned out to be quite the opposite. After our daughter, Ediza, was born, I started getting the itch to travel, and Amber agreed that’s what we should do — although many people told us our days of freedom to travel were over.

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We refused to accept that and began planning our cross-continent trek, which took us from hiking pristine mountains in New Zealand to running a marathon along the Great Wall of China to swimming in the turquoise waters of the Greek islands.

All with a baby.

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Since becoming a parent, I spend a great deal of time with my three-year-old. We’re inseparable. But to be honest, even though she’s my BFF, she’s not the greatest friend. At one time or another all toddlers can be jerks — adorable, cuddly, hilarious, jerks. Put simply, if I had to scale down my friend inventory she’d be the first to go, here’s why:

She’s extremely self-absorbed
You know the type, they never ask questions in conversation. Instead it’s all about them. All day long it’s: “I like pink!,” “Watch me bounce on the bed”, “I went poo in my pants!” Just once I’d like to hear her ask me what’s MY favorite color or inquire if, perhaps, I went poo in MY pants.

She calls me in the middle of the night
Can you say needy? I mean I have to work WAY earlier than she does … actually she doesn’t even have a job. So I find it really irritating that anytime she needs a shoulder to cry on — or more milk — she has no compunction about waking me up, sometimes more than once a night. It’s been going on for years. I like to be there for my friends, but this is ridiculous.

She’s manic AND a control freak
Not a great combination. Her personality can change on a dime. One minute she’s standing on a chair in full princess regalia happily singing “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star,” the next she’s uncontrollably crying and hurling her tiara across the room because I brought her juice in the wrong sippy cup. I’m constantly walking on eggshells. It’s like hanging out with a tiny alcoholic who swigs massive amounts of milk.

She’s a slob
Ever have a friend who was a little lax in the hygiene department? Multiply that by a hundred. There are times when the kid reeks. But does she care? No way. I’m always the one who has to broach the bath subject. What’s worse is she doesn’t care if her hair is combed, her teeth brushed or her clothes are crusty with dried yogurt. Giving her friendly advice, like, “You only get one chance to make a first impression” falls on deaf ears.

She’s a fair weather friend
She’s the kind of friend that it’s great when you’re at the top of her list — especially if you have candy — but then she’ll drop you like a hot Mr. Potato Head.

She’s a mooch
It’s galling. She’s NEVER offered to pay or at least split the check when we go out to lunch. Even worse, we’ve been roommates ever since she was born and she’s never once remembered to help with the rent.

Seriously, would you stay friends with someone like this?