Saturday, November 30, 2013

40 weeks: Oh Hey, D-Day.

Well folks. Today is my due date and baby Felix is still tucked safely away in my belly.
I've had lots of symptoms but nothing we wait. 
Here is some 40 week hot mess real-ness for you:

It's amazing how quickly a pregnant lady brain can go from normal to crazy.
One month ago I would have said that NEVER in a MILLION years would I think about desperate home induction attempts like Castor Oil.
And I'll be real. Last night I honestly considered heading to Rite Aid to buy some. 
I didn't.
I thought long and hard about it. 
And I'm still thinking.
Don't hate me for that. I know he'll come when he's ready. I just really was hoping he'd be ready today. 

Theres still a lot of hours left in today. 
We are going to get our Christmas tree, and maybe go to dinner with my dad.
Because after all, today is Grandpa's (my dad's) birthday -- and that would be the most awesome birthday present to your dear old Grandpa, wouldn't it Felix? 

My brother was born on my Grandpas birthday, so it felt really, extra special that Felix was due on my own Dad's birthday. 

I digress. I know many (most) first time pregnancies go past their due date. I know the national average for pregnancy is 41 weeks and 1 day. 
But still. 
I have an appointment scheduled on Monday, at which point they will start talking induction and all that stuff we don't want. I'll probably agree to get checked and have my membranes stripped, too. Just to see. And I'll continue to think about that castor oil. But I probably won't do it. Probably. 

I'll keep you updated. Check FB and Instagram for the most recent updates. 
His cute little self will be in this world SOON, and I'll just have to remind myself of that every hour until "soon" becomes "right NOW". 

In the mean time, I still am working on some orders for my shop since theres no baby here yet. 
So if you were planning on better order..NOW. The clock is ticking. 
And there are some awesome deals this weekend.

Double wrap scarves - normally $38 - are only $28 -- and there is a coupon code this weekend for 25% off. That's a seriously great deal, you guys. 

Coupon code is "THANKS25"

Also, boot cuffs are coming. And they are CUTE. All I have left to do is find the perfect buttons for them, so hold tight. Here is a sneak peak. 

Dear Felix,
You are hereby served an official eviction notice.
You must vacate the premises of my belly. 
You have approximately 1 week before the doctors make plans to forcefully evacuate you.
And about 3 days until your mama gets hella desperate. 
No hard feelings, ok?
We're just so excited to meet you.
There are tons of people that are. 
Maybe your holding out a little longer because your worried about all the love you'll be bombarded with.
Don't be scared little buddy. Love is a very good thing. 

Monday, November 25, 2013

39 weeks. 5 days till D-Day.

Well guys, I'm still pregnant. Womp Womp.
I was kinda hoping Felix might be here by now. But I'm not overdue yet so I'll keep the complaining for if that happens.

Today I cried because Wendy's ran out of chocolate Frosty.
I stormed out of the drive through line and headed to McDonalds for a McFlurry. Please don't judge me.

Just understand that I've been carrying this bundle of joy around for 9 FULL months. I can no longer reach my toes, or ankles...or calfs. I get stuck in chairs at restaurants. I crave sweets non-stop. I get out of breath walking to the car. I cycle through the same 3 pairs of yoga pants because all of my other ones don't fit anymore.

I really would like a margarita.
I would also really like to meet my little boy already.

I had almost 3 straight hours of regular contractions yesterday. And then they quit when we got home.
That was sad.

I'm doing lots of squatting.
And bouncing on the ball thing.
And third trimester tea drinking.
And evening primrose oil taking.
And walking.
And praying.
And asking others to pray.

I know, I know he will come when he's ready.
And the day he gets here will probably be the day I wished I had more time.
I know life is about to change drastically, so I should be soaking up every silent moment. Every moment alone with my husband. Every adult conversation. Every clean towel. Every clean...everything.

Dear Felix,

We get to meet you SO soon, little boy.
 We are terrified, excited, and so anxious to meet you.
 You are so loved. So very loved.

I hope your eyes are kind like your Daddys. I hope you are funny like him too.

 I hope you know soon how much Jesus loves you, and how His love is bigger and better than the love we could ever supply.

Your parents don't quite have it all together yet. Your first years will probably be spent in apartments and condos. You may have to share a room with us for a while. But, we're pretty clean for the most part.

You will probably know more about airplanes than all of your friends. I bet Grandpa already has an RC airplane picked out with your name on it. Your Dad and Uncle Micah will probably have you on dirt bikes, motorcycles, and other dangerous things much before I'm ready -- but that's ok, sometimes your Mom is much too afraid of the world.

I will probably try and dress you up like a Grandpa for a long time. You know, cardigans, bow ties, corduroys, and suspenders. Your Dad thinks I'm silly for thinking old guys are so cute, but not to worry little man, Dad's the only one who could steal your Mom's heart.

Come soon.
Oh, and turn face down while you're at it. I don't like my eggs sunny side up -- and I'm pretty sure I don't want my baby that way either.

Love you.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

38 weeks. 11 days till D-Day.

How far along? 38 weeks & 3 days.

Baby size? Felix is about the size of a head of celery. He weighs about 7.5 pounds at this point.
What's he up to in there? 
Rolling around and making mama uncomfortable.
Eating has become a chore, so is sitting up. Every time I try to sit straight up his fit go right into my ribs which is really uncomfortable!

Total Weight Gain?
Not sure. They didn't tell me at my last appointment - hallelujah. One less thing to stress about.
That may have been why my blood pressure was so much lower than in the past -- they've stopped stressing me out about things I don't have a whole lot of control over!

Stretch marks? 
I think I'll take up being a tiger in my spare time after baby gets here.

This week I'm sleepig surprisingly well.
I've been getting 8-9 hours every night and usually only have to get up once.
I'd say thats pretty dang spectacular.

Best Moment?
On Sunday my girlfriends from Garden City surprised me with a sweet time of prayer and fellowship.
They had printed out verses for me to put in a jar for when I need encouragement.
It was so sweet!
I love the women that Jesus has placed in my life.

Another great moment was when a woman shouted across the grocery store to me how beautiful I look. 
When you're super pregnant and wobbling awkwardly everywhere you go, those words are like sweet, sweet music to your ears. 

Miss anything?
Comfort in general.
This baby bump has gone from "cute" to gigantically enormously obnoxious in the past few weeks.

Still lots of hiccups!
I wish this little man would move his way down and out soon! 
sweet stuff.
At the mere thought of chocolate, or cookies, or sugar my mouth starts to water.
I overheard the word shortbread in line at the post office today and hightailed it to the bakery afterwards.
I wish I was kidding about that last bit.

Just blech.
I feel stinky, tired, groggy, achy and...blech.


Labor signs? 
Braxton hicks & some cramping...
but nothing consistent.

Belly button?  
It is still not fully out..and it seems to have moved lower which means baby has dropped -- woo!

Wedding rings on/off?
 Still off.
I miss them a lot. 

I feel quiet. Most days I don't feel like making eye contact with people or creating conversation...not for any particular reason either, I guess I just don't feel very social. I'm hoping that is not the beginning of baby blues or a foreshadowing of PPD. PPD would be ironic because I cant think of anything that would make me happier than getting this baby out of me!

Looking forward to?
Meeting this baby!
Come on, dude...make your grand appearance already!

Anything else?
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Sunday, November 17, 2013

Sunday Morning Virtual Coffee Date

It's been a while since I've done a "coffee date" post...

So, if we were go out to coffee on this lovely, crisp, Sunday morning I would probably wobble in - order a decaf vanilla latte and smile as I slowly lowered my very pregnant self into the chair across from you. I would tell you that no - I don't only drink decaf, but that I've been up since 5am and had my first real cup shortly after my eyes opened.

I would smile and answer politely the same questions I'm a little sick of answering these days -- but that's ok, I know it's just because you care. Yes, we are excited. No, I haven't had any major labor signs quite yet, though I do have regular braxton hicks contractions. Yes, I'm uncomfortable, crabby and ready to have Felix here. Mostly because I want my body back but I'm sure that won't matter when I see his little face. Yes, we are still planning a fully natural labor -- and no I don't think I will give in to the meds. Mostly because my husband says he wont take me to the hospital until I'm practically ready to push. I'm just happy he's actually supportive...I'm getting tired of people telling me that I'm completely insane for wanting a natural birth. That being said, I'll report back on how that all goes. And yes, I know I don't get a medal for going natural.

Yes, life is about to change drastically. It's hard to say how easy that adjustment will be. I have fears, yes. Fears that it wont feel natural to be a mom. Fears that my relationship with Seth will change, will be more difficult, will take more work. I worry about silly things like the kitty suffocating our little boy. I worry that breastfeeding will be really difficult. But I'm excited at the same time. Excited for a new chapter, a new blessing, a new door that God is walking us through.

I'm excited about what God is doing in us. I'm excited to see what the next few months holds. Becoming deacons and neighborhood group leaders. Being challenged more in our roles as husband and wife, mom and dad. Meeting and befriending other newlyweds and new parents.

I would attempt small talk at this point. So much of the focus seems to be on my life lately that I am eager to hear about other peoples lives and other events!

I would tell you that Penelope and I have gotten particularly familiar with each other now that I am home a lot. I have discovered that she sleeps I would tell you that she likes to hang out on our bed acting cute. Or on the couch being cute. Or sometimes in the shower being cute. I would also tell you about the stray kitty that she fiercely attacks through the window every time he's on our porch -- it's the most excitement she gets during the day so I try to not let the moaning and the bonking of her paws hitting the window bother me too much.

I would tell you that we saw Captain Phillips last night at the movies. It was fantastic. And thrilling. And I practically bit a hole in my lip. I would tell you that almost all of the previews looked really good and that I hope Seth and I can score some date nights in the next few months to see all of the new great movies. Maybe you would volunteer to watch our little man while we go out? Maybe.

I would tell you that I'm reading John Piper's 'This Momentary Marriage', and how it is a wonderful, wonderful book about marriage, the church, and the beautiful mystery that is marriage. I would encourage you wherever you are at -- single, married, divorced -- to read it and soak it all in.

I would tell you that I've already decorated for Christmas -- not entirely because we don't have a tree up yet -- but that our house got all Christmasified last week -- mostly because I'm afraid it will never get done if I don't do it now.

We might talk about Obamacare, because, well that's a hot topic and you know I have an opinion about it. I would shake my head in disappointment of the whole situation. What a mess. Those who are losing their insurance could outnumber those who couldn't get coverage before -- and those who are able to "keep" their insurance have premiums that have been quadrupled. The worst part to me is the money hungry hospitals and insurance companies. The government isn't helping a whole lot but the fact that health care seems to be this countries biggest money maker is disgusting. I saw an "investigative report" story on the news yesterday, people are starting to ask about hospitals and their ridiculous billing systems -- IT'S ABOUT TIME. $87 for purified water? Give me a break, people. I'd get off my soapbox and return back to reality -- knowing that I have absolutely no control over the situation but sometimes one just needs to blow off steam.

I would ask in between about your life. Ask you what your favorite part of the holiday season is. What you are most thankful for. We might discuss theology, and Christmas, and hopefully Jesus -- I'm trying to get better at that. I would give you a hug and wish we could do this more often, and ask what I could be praying for your for.

I would slowly get up -- readjust my pants which have probably fallen way lower than they need to.
I would probably go pee -- maybe for the 4th time since we've been sitting down.
I would grab an ice water as I'm walking out the door, because pregnancy means there is absolutely no means to control body temperature.
I would smile through the urge to hit everyone that stares at me as I wobble out the door.

On the drive home I would pray. I would mostly be thanking God for a friend I could share all of these things with. I have discovered that in the past year my friendships have changed so, so much -- mostly with women. That transition has been hard and it's cause me to do a lot of soul searching and changing. I do a lot more tongue holding, thinking through my words, and pride swallowing. I've been trying to be more like Jesus in my relationships -- because the best way to be a witness is to actually walk your talk, because my walk talks louder than my talk ever talks.

I would pray for more grace. More recognition of it on my end -- and more ceaseless extending on His. The latter is really unnecessary but more for peace of mind.

I would drive back home, settle back in on the couch with a cup of third trimester get-this-baby-the-heck-out-tea. I would have my crochet work in my lap, and the TV remote in the other, recognizing that I may fall asleep during said activities -- and for now, that is perfectly ok with me.

Monday, November 11, 2013

The Wall.

I've hit that infamous pregnancy wall.
I'm 37 weeks and 2 days pregnant. 19 days to go. 19 days feels like a lifetime.
The wall where I am so done with being pregnant, yet still have so much to do before he gets here.
So much to do but no energy or desire to actually do it.
I was thinking of making a list, but that might make it I'll jut rant for you today.

I posted this the other describes what's going on perfectly.

I just called Merry Maid service, they are going to come and give me an estimate of how much it would cost to deep clean our place before baby gets here. I won't even pick up large chunks of food if they fall on the ground, let alone vacuum or scrub or wipe anything at this point.

Last night I had the strangest series of included a squirrel infestation, a rocket ship suburban air plane, and my friend suggesting that I pee directly onto my baby to help him be soothed.

The baby's crib is filled with junk, but I'm afraid if I take it out Penelope will try to hop inside and sleep there. Another thing looming over my head with her is the need to train her to stay out of our bedroom. As gentle as she will likely be with the baby, the fact that she likes to sleep on top of me and Seth at night means she will likely try to do the same thing to Felix.

The hospital bag is barely packed -- I think because in the back of my mind we will 1)be in labor at home as long as humanly possible and 2)not wanting to stay 48 hours after because it costs $500/day to do so. But I know it's still necessary because we should always expect the unexpected.

I know I should be walking more to get this show on the road...but pants, shoes, and walking are all things that take way too much energy to do at this point. My back aches like none other and the effort it takes to consciously NOT waddle is a lot. I noticed that because of the pain I'm arching my back when I walk which is probably making it worse. My belly is so big that pants don't fit and everything cuts into the lowest part of my bump. My feet swell and lose feeling all the time. I know pregnancy is not designed to be fun but dang I want my body back already!!

Getting up from sitting down, or getting out of a car, or really doing anything that requires me to move takes an incredible amount of effort. If I lay too far back on the couch I get out of breath because of the pressure on my lungs.

I'm also on a true emotional roller coaster.
Saturday I cried about a rock song I couldn't handle any more of.
Yesterday I cried about a sandwich.
I really wonder what today holds. Maybe crying over a q-tip? a piece of lint? a fork?

I have many things to look forward to though, so I will stop my ranting and complaining and rejoice in the little things.

My sweet husband asked me on a date this week, which I am so excited for. I think we are going to Monterey for an evening. Hubba hubba.

My shop sales are doing really well -- I appreciate all of your guys' support. It is truly helping our family out a lot in this time.

We've been doing lots of preparation the past couple weeks in the form of classes and carseat installation. I think this is as ready as we will ever be.

Thanksgiving and Christmas are fast approaching -- my two favorite holidays. I can't believe we're going to have a baby by Christmas, that just sounds so crazy to me. And since I'm due around Thanksgiving and likely will not get to decorate for Christmas at that point -- that means I get to start decorating NOW!

All discomforts aside, I feel incredibly blessed to have a supportive family, an amazing husband, a healthy baby thats still growing, and a gracious God who gives generously without looking at my sin. I have so much to be thankful for and will keep reminding myself of that on the hard days.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Pintertest Kitchen: Easy & Amazing Crockpot Tortellini

These days I try to make something new for dinner once a week.
Thats about all this tired pregnant lady can handle.
I recently remembered that having a crockpot during said pregnancy is the best thing ever...and I intend to use it more often.
Happy husband = well fed husband.
5 minute dinner prep time = happy wife.

I saw this pin last week:

The entire recipe was in the caption. 
Which was new for me & slightly concerning. But it looked yummy enough for me to give it a go.
I'm glad I took a chance on this pin!! 

- 1 (19oz.) bag frozen cheese tortellini -- this took me FOREVER to find at Safeway but I finally's there in the freezer isle but you have to look real hard.
- 1 lb. Italian sausage
- 1 bag fresh spinach
- 2 cans Italian style diced tomatoes
- 2 cans low-fat chicken broth
- 1 (8 oz.) cream cheese, cut into cubes <--that is important 

1. Brown the sausage in a skillet on the stove top until cooked and crumbled. Drain.
2. Add the sausage and the remaining ingredients to a 6-quart slow cooker. Stir to combine.
3. Cook, on low for 5 hours, stirring occasionally. 
4. Watch and smile as everyone in your house is happy. 

You guys. 
This was SO good.
Like SO SO SO SO good.
Creamy, delicious, and the perfect consistency.
And SO easy. Took 5 minutes to cook the sausage and throw the rest of the stuff in the pot! 
It was kind of a cross between soup and sauce. Definitely not overly soupy, but I wouldn't eat it on a plate. 
We both had seconds, and ate the leftovers the very next day. 
I could make this a few nights a week forever and be perfectly happy. 

Yay for crockpots. 
I hope their inventor is smiling down on all the happy mamas who don't have to work too hard to make an awesome meal. 

Thanks, Jess for the always fun link up!

Have you guys heard about the giveaway going on right now for my Etsy shop?
I'm trying to build my facebook audience and get 100 "likes" -- once I hit 100 I will do pick a winner. The winner will receive a signature infinity cowl in the color of their choice, a $28 value! 

Heres how to enter:
2. Share a link to my shop on your facebook page, blog, or instagram -- make sure I see it by tagging my name!
3. For two entries - place an order!!

Maximum 4 entries per person. 

Hopefully I will get to 100 likes soon so I can pick a winner!!

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

36 weeks. 25 days to go!!

How far along? 36 weeks

Baby size? Felix is about the size of a coconut according to baby center...he is about 6 pounds and 19 inches long. His head is measuring at 39 weeks though, Lord help me.

What's he up to in there? 
Baby is LOW. Like lower than low. This week I said hello to pressure, more difficulty walking, sitting, standing...pretty much doing anything.
Because I switched providers they had to do another big ultrasound to do all measurements and such..his head was so low they couldn't find the top of it on the screen. Woo!
He's also busy kicking and jabbing at my organs, causing me lots of discomfort. Even though he is low I have a feeling he is his feet are still in my ribs.

Total Weight Gain?
About 35.
I met with a new midwife this past week, and the heavens opened. She was the sweetest, nicest, most encouraging woman.
She told me that my body was designed to carry and gain more weight during pregnancy because of the way I'm shaped (pear), which made me feel so much better. She told me I was doing everything right and as long as I wasn't shoveling sugar into my mouth I'm doing great. That was such a relief to hear. God has been faithful to provide a caring and supportive midwife, just what I always wanted!

Stretch marks? 
And I think they'll keep coming and growing until baby gets here.
Fun stuff.

  What's that?
I sleep in about 4-5 hour intervals.
I have extremely strange dreams and an incredibly hard time getting comfortable.
I wake up with my mind racing about anything and everything.

Best Moment?
Seeing baby again. He has a sweet little face. Or big face if we're being real.

Also, Seth and I's birthing classes have been awesome.
I feel closer to him, I feel like we're communicating well, and I feel like he will be the best birth coach ever.
If you guys have ever though about natural child birth I would highly suggest taking classes through the Bradley Method.

Last night we got to make onesies during class while the husbands studied the stages of labor. Kind of awesome.

Also, this was fun. I'm kinda bummed we didn't get to do anything very spirited but those who did get to see this costume in person were thoroughly entertained and freaked out.
We went to Chipotle to get $3 BOO-ritos.

Miss anything?
Lets just say I'm kinda over being pregnant.
I haven't been one to complain a whole lot during this pregnancy but man oh man...
Pants are pretty much not an option anymore -- my maternity jeans are not comfortable with how low the baby is. All of my shirts are too short so I feel self conscious.

Some mamas told me that I wouldn't mind having my belly exposed or having those low cut maternity jeans that don't go over your belly, well that couldn't be further from the truth. I hate having my belly exposed, and yet there is nothing that will cover my belly in remotely cute way.

Oh yes.
Lots of hiccuping these days. 
I'm thirsty all the time, which causes me to crave bubble tea, frostees, and as of last night, slurpees.

I don't feel great by any means.
Not queasy..but just icky. Short of breath, with a mild headache and extreme exhaustion.

I bought little pee-pee tee-pees last week so we can avoid (as best as possible) getting peed on during diaper changes and other naked baby activities.
Having a boy is starting to slightly freak me out as I think about puberty, dating, body hair, sex talk....I know we have a while but the whole thought of talking about those things with my kid is frightening.

Labor signs? 
But because his head is low and he has dropped quite a bit I won't be surprised if those signs start coming.

Belly button?  
It has definitely turned out more, but is not full outty. 

Wedding rings on/off?
 Still off.
I miss them a lot. 

Sleepy. Uncomfortable. Borderline crabby.

Looking forward to?
Getting this little man out and kissing his little face.

Anything else?
I have been crocheting a lot and selling a lot of items which is awesome.
I appreciate your guys' continued support.
Please take a look at some of the new items now available!!