one month old!

I'm going to take a monthly picture with the Ugly Doll for scale. I can't believe we've survived a whole month...


crabby much?

We are trying to settle into some sort of routine around here, but it's a lot of work being a baby...




Maybe I'm just hopeful that I am, but I definitely made these bars today, went grocery shopping, scoured out my kitchen sink, and am contemplating making curtains for the baby's room. Hmmm...

Well, either way we should be meeting the little one sometime this weekend. If I don't go into labor on my own this week I'm going to be induced Friday, or whenever they have time at the hospital. So cross your fingers that there aren't a bunch of ladies trying to have babies Thursday night, cuz I want in Friday morning! Not as much fun to know the baby's b-day in advance, but comforting to know it's getting evicted before it hits 10 lbs. SO wish me luck, and the next pictures you see should be of this face, but with a real camera!



my husband's nose

Now, I understand that ultrasound pictures can be pretty blobby looking to people when it's not their baby they are looking at... But I truly think that the profile in the first of these pictures looks an awful lot like Eric. You can't see the baby's mouth because it is holding it's arm up, but that forehead and nose... Yikes!
And the second is a yawn. Must be pretty boring in there... The tech caught 2 yawns in a couple of minutes. Crazy to think about what the baby is up to. Blinking, yawning, turning into my husband...


on being 26 weeks pregnant

I rarely talk about anything remotely personal on this blog. (I mean true personal feelings, not life events.) But today I am feeling compelled to say something about being pregnant. Must be the hormones.
Eric is obsessed with Adam Carolla. Obsessed. And Adam Carolla had a morning show with a woman named Teresa Strasser. So naturally, Eric points me in her direction because she is pregnant as well. So I spent a bit of time today looking at her blog. And came away feeling extremely smug about my pregnancy. Is that wrong? Maybe.
But it's not just her. It's all the pregnancy garbage I feel compelled to read/look at/sift through. And the feeling of how it is all designed to make us feel guilty about the choices we make. Like picking a car seat has to be an epic battle of emotion and stress. Ridiculous. Not Teresa. She herself is no more ridiculous than anyone else, and honestly probably less so because she has the guts to admit how she feels. But ridiculous that pregnancy and birth has to be so judged, picked at, generally uncomfortable. Because honestly. Does it really matter if I have a cup of coffee? Or buy the carseat that's on sale? Or get an epidural? No. Not to anyone else but me.
So, back to feeling smug. Maybe that's the wrong word. It's probably the wrong tone at least. I think what I am feeling smug (lucky?) about is that generally I am at peace with this whole process. And I'm not apologizing to anyone about that. Sorry. You can't make me feel bad about feeling happy with my decisions and my path. And if I am drinking a caffeinated soda during my 12(!) hour night shift your disapproving look rolls right off. And you can't make me do anything I don't want to do. Especially if I'm putting my feet up.

Edited to add:
There's a great conversation going on in the comments section of this post on Dooce today. I absolutely especially love #59.


doin' some stuff...

I don't think it's nesting... Not yet, but I have been surprisingly motivated lately. I am all of the sudden feeling the need to organize and finish painting this house! When we moved in we (I) painted the master bedroom, office (baby's room), one bathroom, kitchen and downstairs rec. (Eric's) room. But there is still another bathroom, bedroom and the main hallways left to do. So this week I am finally picking paint for the bedroom and halls, and finishing a few paint things in the kitchen. Not to mention working on various baby projects and getting on my husband's case about organizing!
And have I mentioned Bucky? He lives downstairs in the spare bedroom... and he's finally going away!! I'm not sure how many coats of primer it will take (I'm up to 4 so far), but he's on his way out! I promise to put something cool up in his place, but patience please, patience.Ooooh... And I picked up some chalkboard paint at Home Depot too. Fun stuff in store!


up-close and personal

Hello again, little one. Still has hands in front of face all the time... I think we may have a thumb/finger sucker?? We'll have to see I guess...
Eric thinks it's a boy, just from looking at the face and because the baby is moving all the time. He doesn't think a girl could have that much energy. I can certainly tell him this girl doesn't have that kind of energy, but I think we can all appreciate where all my energy has been going lately! Takes a lot out of a person to grow another person!



Look! It's a baby in there!

That's just a couple of pics, I have more here... The little stinker had his/her hands in front of his/her face the entire ultrasound. Cute, but frustrating to the poor tech. She kept wiggling the probe to make him/her move, but no luck. Everything looks good though, and I volunteered to go back in a couple weeks to be a victim for a fetal heart ultrasound training. And they promised more 4D pictures so that's cool. I don't think it will get old looking at that cute face, no matter how grainy/goofy it looks!


baby blanket again

Just another little crocheted blanket. This one is literally little though. It will probably work for a
carseat blanket, but not much else! Cute though...


baby blanket

I finally finished the first project I've been working on for the little one. And it's my first "big" crocheted project too! I think it turned out pretty well. At least that's one checked off the list...


I can still see you!

But probably not for long...
This week I have really started to feel pregnant. There has been an invasion in my belly. I went to the midwife Monday and asked her to show me where my uterus was. And it was just below my belly-button. Crazy. This whole time I was in denial thinking there was nothing much going on in there. And apparently there most certainly is. I got to hear the heartbeat again too. Such a nice reassuring sound. We also get to schedule the ultrasound for a couple of weeks from now. Maybe not quite as exciting for everyone else- we're not finding out the sex... But fun for us to see the little peanut.
I have been busy procrastinating on wedding Thank-You's, crocheting a baby blanket, putting my feet up, and spending lots of time on the interweb looking at baby stuff. LOTS of time. But at least that involves putting my feet up! More on baby blankets and such soon...



I couldn't be happier. I'm now married to my best friend, am part of the best extended family, and am going to be a mother to that man's baby... Could NOT be happier.


gee, it's been awhile

But I have a good excuse...
Actually a great excuse! Yes, I'm preggo. Due November 21st...

We thought we would start trying, thinking it would take a few months, maybe happen around the wedding. Or immediately! Apparently we are majorly fertile! But we're very excited. And nauseous (well, just me). So look forward to nothing but baby/kiddo posts for the next, oh I don't know- 18 years or so...


making the rest of the house look bad

Huge, huh? Looks freakin' awesome though. I can't wait for the stove. Now I just have to move all the food from the old fridge into the "preservation specialist." Ha!


lurking in the garage

is a monster.
An absolute monster of a refrigerator...
And soon it will live in my kitchen, along with its friend, the big bad wolf!


a winter distraction...

That could keep you warm! My first try at crocheting something. Didn't turn out too bad. The back is kind of bunchy, but I'm blaming that on the pattern- or maybe my head :)

Pattern is from here.

(and do you like the coordinating wall color! You'd think I did it on purpose...)