November 22nd, 2013
Today is the big day. My due date! Which, translated, probably means NOTHING is going to happen. Maybe not… I can hope right? My stomach grumblings have me up early once again, even after the giant (and delicious) dinner we had out last night so of course I can think of nothing else besides wondering if today is the day?
The thought occurred to me that due dates are a little like the expiration dates on milk. You know, the date you start to suspiciously smell for signs of sourness before pouring it on your cereal? Sometimes, the moment that magical “sell by” date has past the only thing to do is hold your breath so you don’t gag on the scent of sour milk as you pour it down the drain. Other times however, mysteriously the milk stays good for days after. You still smell it every time you open it just to be sure but miraculously it hasn’t expired yet! For some reason whenever that happens I get a surprising amount of satisfaction. Lately I’ve been drinking it so much that those pesky expiration dates never even get close!
But I digress…
Back to due dates. They are like milk. Today could be the big day. Baby might have decided he is ready because the calendar date turned and as I type these very words I could go into labor at any moment! Or… baby could be good for days past his expiration date and the waiting game continues. Let’s be honest, odds are that is most likely what will happen.
So here I am… just ready to hurry up and wait for this little guy! I can’t do nearly as much to keep me busy these days. Even a trip to Target seems likely out of the question as I can barely manage a walk around the block with the dog at this point. I feel more and more like a beached whale (a fairly cute beached whale, but a whale nonetheless). Maybe it’s a day for a good movie. And a new book! If I have things planned surely baby will come to interrupt them right?
I leave you with a couple pictures from my (4th!) shower that my cousin Lauren & my aunt Molly graciously hosted up in Bellevue. I think I was about 36 1/2 weeks here which ironically was also the only time that my feet have gotten insanely swollen this pregnancy. Kinda gross.
(Top to bottom: my friend Sarah & I, me with two of my aunts, and last but certainly not least, my mama & I)
My outfit: dress, nordstrom (BP) / scarf, H&M / earrings, Kate Spade / necklace, F21 / watch, vintage Fendi (was my grandfather’s) / shoes, Sam Edelman
November 20th, 2013
This time of the year in particular there is a lot of thought given to thanks. I am thankful for many things in my life but tonight as I write this, I am not only thankful but overwhelmingly humbled as well. We are so truly blessed by our family (and friends) and tonight as some news weighs heavily on my mind I can’t help but feel anything but humbled by the people in our lives.
Another person in my life just tonight is dealing with the life-shattering news of the big C. Cancer. As the diagnosis and potential treatment will continue to evolve over the next few days, I am realizing my family once again will more than likely need to “divide and conquer”.
I am reminded of two years ago when my grandfather was in the hospital just before he passed away. My brother, at the very same time was having an emergency appendectomy. If only they had been at the same hospital but of course, he was 45 minutes away. So we split up. Took shifts. Tried our best to spread the love and support to all the places it needed to be at once. It’s not just that everyone came together and made it happen, but that they gave of themselves and their time so willingly without question or hesitation. And I am humbled.
Now as I prepare for one of most joyous possible events of welcoming our little boy (and a hospital stay of my own) my family is three hours away in Seattle preparing for a lot of unknowns. Once again, the love and support is needed in two places at once and even more distance. Timing as they say, is everything. So with all these things and then some heavy on my heart I am once again thankful and humbled and blessed for the family I get to rely on.
November 18th, 2013
Four days until my due date. FOUR! It’s insane. I feel like that date was SO far away… like it was just this abstract “someday” baby would be here. And now — well he could be here anytime. And I’m getting impatient. I suppose pregnancy was designed that way on purpose so that by the time baby is actually coming you are basically ready & willing to do ANYTHING to get them out! Not that meeting the little bundle isn’t enough motivation in itself, but just wanting him out however that needs to happen certainly doesn’t hurt. I find myself sitting and just wondering “are contractions going to start yet? No? What about now?” The answer is still no apparently. With the way my insides have been feeling the last few days, trust me – he wants out!
In other news, Zack painted the rest of the living and dining room yesterday and it looks FABULOUS!!! I think it is officially the second room in the house to be completely done after the baby room and it feels amazing! We just need to add a few outlet covers and nail down a few baseboards and that is it. I’m still on the hunt for a rug to go under the table and as I’ve exhausted most of my brick & mortar resources and even a few online I’ve been checking One Kings Lane obsessively in hopes of finding the perfect fit. The problem is I have a very specific idea of what I want – a fairly traditional style to balance out the modern & mid century in our home in a less traditional color combo (red, fuschia, yellow, etc). I’ve seen a few but apparently I have good taste because everything that would be just perfect also comes with quite the price tag. Alas, the hunt continues.
In the meantime, I’ll share some pictures of the nursery in case you haven’t already seen them on Instagram or Facebook! It’s definitely not traditional, but I love how it turned out. And yes, that is Elvis with a gun. It’s Andy Warhol.
November 5th, 2013
I’m convinced that my bladder, my stomach, and the dog have all conspired to “help” prepare me for middle of the night wake-ups with baby. Having to pee ALL the time is annoying, but not new to this pregnancy and I figure it sort of comes with the territory. The new thing though is that I wake up in the middle of the night SO hungry… and with how sensitive my stomach has been since I’ve been pregnant, I have learned I had better get something in it quick or the alternative is definitely nausea at best.
So I had a glass of milk and an Oreo cookie. Okay… two cookies.
Tonight the dog decided to get in on the action too and wake me up at 2:45am to let him out. I can’t blame him — I don’t think he was feeling very good. Then he just looked at me with those eyes and it took all of about 60 seconds for me to cave and tell him he could get on the bed. Now he and Zack are alternately snoring and stealing the covers… and I’m wide awake!
Stomach growling again — bagel & cream cheese.
I don’t really mind since I can nap during the day. Part of me feels like that’s a bit indulgent but honestly, I know it’s a luxury that is short lived so I’m just enjoying it! Now baby is helping keep me awake too with what I think may be a foot poking out of my left side. Only 10 days until my due date (yikes!). Where has the time gone? It’s slightly terrifying and exciting all at the same time to realize that baby B could quite literally be here any day.
To switch gears for a moment — we had a contractor come out to put together quotes for some of the work on the house we want done. I had imagined we would be able to do bits and pieces here and there (for example, just the tile floor in the bathroom & save the other details for later) but I think I’m starting to see the value in doing each job completely, the right way. That means potentially taking on only one room at a time but I think the end result will be worth it. We certainly are learning a lot when it comes to home renovation – and also realizing how much we didn’t know going into it! That said, I’m still very glad we decided to take on this house. The thing I love the most is that all the updates will be exactly what we want… and it’s going to be awesome when it’s done!
Okay, stomach is growling again… I am seriously considering making pancakes. While I go and feed myself again, I will leave you with some bits and pieces of remodel inspiration (via my pinterest)
October 30th, 2013
Just over three weeks till baby B is due – and just under 2 weeks into my leave (earlier than planned thanks to the lovely world of retail). Although physically my body is thanking me, mentally I feel a bit adrift. I have spent so many years of my life with the majority of my weekday hours taken up with school, work, or (during college) both that now when I’m not doing either, I’m not sure quite what to do.
Although currently my feet do bear a resemblance to marshmallows (nice, right?) I’m certainly not sitting around with my feet up eating bonbons. I clean and catch up on laundry. I walk the dog earlier in the day when I still have the energy for it. Items on the to-do list that have suffered my procrastination for far too long are finally getting checked off. What I really want do is help with painting the house now that the wallpaper is gone but that of course is off limits.
Each day when Zack is done with work, I find myself listing all the things I accomplished (big & small). He is such a good sport and humors me, listening when I tell him about reorganizing a closet or the fifth trip to Target I’ve made this week. I didnt even realize I was doing it at first – its like I am trying to prove (to myself) I’m still productive even though I’m not working.
I know once baby B gets here I will have more than enough to occupy my time and we will be adjusting to a whole new rythm of life. In the meantime, I’ll read a book, finish all those thank you’s for lovely shower gifts, and try to enjoy the restful moments while I can! Oh – and I’ll also try to stop reciting the details of my trips to Target to Zack. Even when I really want to.