Monday, August 25, 2014

bump style: 35 weeks

Sheesh, I haven't posted a bump style post since 28 weeks. Sometimes it's just easier to have Chris snap a picture on my phone and post it to Instagram than to take pictures, edit them, and write out a blog post. So, if you want to see some of the ways I dressed my bump in the last seven weeks, hop over and follow my Instagram account.

As I type, I'm almost 36 weeks, and I'm sitting on a yoga ball. Last week, my midwife said to me, "Let's get this show on the road!" Sweet words to hear. So, she gave me all kinds of homework to get my body ready and starting to progress. 

When I had Silas, my labor lasted 30 hours, he was almost 10 lbs, and I had a C-section. (read more about his birth story here). This time around, we're shooting for a VBAC, and thankfully, I've got a great midwife who is totally on board with that. I'm not trying in any way to redeem Silas' birth story, and in fact, it doesn't bother me at all that his arrival came via C-section. What I would love to do is avoid another surgery, and the awful recovery that comes with it-- especially in a three-story house and with a toddler! 

Just like with Si's arrival, my expectations are pretty much out the window. I'm not writing a birth plan, and even though I have some thoughts on how I'd like to see things go (I'd love to labor in the tub, we'll see how long I can go natural, and yeah, a VBAC would be fabulous), I'm perfectly content with whatever happens, as long as we are both healthy at the end. 

I'm tired, but not miserable. There's a lot of waddling going on, and hearing Si grunt and "oof!" as he gets off the couch makes me laugh as I realize he is mimicing his mama. Even through the discomforts, aches, pains and exhaustion, pregnancy is still pretty amazing to me, and feeling her arms and legs slide across my belly still makes me stop and savor. But I'm definitely ready to get this show on the road already, and meet this babe already...

what i'm wearing:: denim vest:: {gap} //  tank:: {asos maternity} // skirt:: {she inside} // necklace:: {c/o nspottery} // sandals :: {these from asos} // see my 35 week bump with Silas

Thursday, August 21, 2014

nursery details.

While Chris was on a business trip in South Africa last week, all I could think about was getting ready for this baby (and okay, maybe a little bit about sleep, and chocolate chip cookies-- which my midwife has banned for the remainder of this pregnancy). The day after he touched down in Boston, we set to work moving Si into his new room (Chris' old office, which got stripped of its' ugly wallpaper and got a new coat of white paint earlier this month). We rolled out new rugs in both their rooms,  moved some furniture around, and built her crib (the same version that Silas has, but in white instead of gray). 

I spent the week before working on little projects for her room, like painting her kraft letter "d" metallic gold, and creating an abstract painting with peaches, pinks, fuchsia and gold. Just yesterday, a package came in the mail with fabrics I'd chosen to make a fabric garland above her crib. I'll be using this tutorial to make it. 

While on a day date in the city yesterday, Chris helped me pick out some sweet knobs from Anthropologie to add a bit of personality to our IKEA Koppang dresser. Even though I've seen a lot of nurseries use the Hemnes dresser, the Koppang was just the right small size for this space-- just enough table top space for a changing pad (once we get one).

There's something that feels almost sacred about creating a nursery for a new little being. I felt it with Si, and it's there again with Delia. I walk in her room, with all the little details still waiting to be pulled together, and the anticipation is palpable. We've had some incredibly cool almost fall-like mornings this week, and sitting in that big gray chair in the corner of her room, with the morning breeze blowing in is a bit heavenly. 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014


We celebrated Silas' second birthday on Sunday. Poor guy has his two year molars coming in, but that didn't stop him from totally reveling in all the birthday fun. We had my brother, sister-in-law, and their brood of four in for the week, so it was an automatic party right from the get-go.

We repeated our 'tradition' from last year of laying low and celebrating the day without any frills or attempts at being Pinterest-y. The night before felt almost like Christmas, as Chris and I assembled his new basketball hoop, wrapped new books and PJs, and baked a cake. I have a feeling that my kids' birthdays are going to become my favorite holidays of the year. 

We started the day with a big breakfast of waffles, eggs, breakfast sausage and fruit, and ended it with a lobster feast. None of the adults were very bothered that the kids couldn't be convinced to try the lobster-- they were perfectly happy with their hotdogs and corn-on-the-cob. 

Last year, on his first birthday, I was overwhelmed by the emotions that came from reflecting back on my first year as a mama. This year, I was just happy to soak up my sweet boy in all his two-year-oldness. He's changing constantly, and even came down from his birthday nap saying "Yeah" instead of his usual affirmative "Uh-huh". His floppy hair is bleached blonde from the summer sun, and I think his eyes might be heading a little more towards a blue hue than the bright green of his daddy's. And in just six weeks or so, he's bound to seem even older and bigger when he becomes a big brother for the first time.