we’re going out to a hibachi grill restaurant for dinner. it’s so fresh and so yum. however, i was just informed that we will not eat until 7 which is more than a hour later than initially planned. do people not realize my fetus and i are on a strict eating schedule. strict. and 7 is late for my family. (see how i worked others into the mix as to not appear extremely self-absorbed?)
a proper tumblr thank you
goes out to coleimperi for sending me the most thoughtful package in the mail a couple weeks ago. she found the pattern in some 1800’s pattern book. they are perfect and actually the first baby item we’ve received from anyone, including close family. they put things into perspective: like, i’m growing little baby feet inside me. i suppose most everyone is waiting for the...
for instance: Bathroom remodeling update: →
anonymousmsl: I spent 2.5 hours in Lowe’s last night. Why I came along is making less and less sense after the fact.Why Jolie came along is even less clear, and more annoying. It was def a Brett-Dad trip, not a Brett-Dad-Mom-teenage sister-toddler daughter-pregnant/achy/graceful wife-trip. We walked out… I want you to post pictures of the demolition!! I want to see the studs, duct taped...
Bathroom remodeling update:
I spent 2.5 hours in Lowe’s last night. Why I came along is making less and less sense after the fact.Why Jolie came along is even less clear, and more annoying. It was def a Brett-Dad trip, not a Brett-Dad-Mom-teenage sister-toddler daughter-pregnant/achy/graceful wife-trip. We walked out several hundred dollars poorer and ended up getting (without initially realizing it) the shower head...
This is seven month old Sophia. She got to chill with her fav aunt, uncle and cousin this past Saturday. (That’d be me, my husband and Jolie) It was most certainly interesting to function as a four person household for the day. We had a toddler birthday party to attend that day. Considering Sophia didn’t have a nap, she was quite pleasant and full of smiles. I haven’t gotten...
ever feel like you’re moving a lot but not really getting anywhere?
swing low sweet chariot
this baby bean is stretching, swimming and growing low. i cannot recall the same sensations and pressures with baby Jolie, although i’m sure they were present. this afternoon it felt as if the baby decided to press with all its baby might against a nerve in the lowest holler of my abdomen, creating a rock hard patch of skin on the outside, and a painful, stinging burn in the inside. luckily...
this song always reminds me of summertime in the...
”Feeling No Pain” by “Josh Rouse” http://www.pandora.com/music/song/josh+rouse/feeling+no+pain Enjoy!
feeling a little like a fart
i need a little pick-me-up. maybe a pedicure? or an eye catching necklace? new spring dress? or maybe a day outside in the sunshine with no obligations outside of breathing. these are all viable options, no?
to be or to be
we find out in a mere two weeks what the little bean sprout will be. i don’t have any premonition of what they are. maybe i do, but then there is the fear of being wrong. according to jolie the baby is simply “normal.” what does this mean? she says, “the baby isn’t a boy or girl, it’s normal.” oh, of course, normal. duh.
Jolie kicks a soccer ball.
Jolie had her first soccer practice last night, and it was adorable. All the other girls have played together before, but this is Jolie’s first time. They go to school together and are absolutely adorable. At one point they were bird watching. Her little pink Umbro shorts and sport head band almost made me cry. She looked so grown up and athletic…I had a huge afro of curls at her age,...
Here lately I felt like my life took a dose of speed and took off without my permission. Sadly, I did consent to all the activities, events and committees. I assumed after college things would slow down, and life would be more “barefoot on the front porch with a glass of sweet tea,” but there is no sweet tea, and my front porch is covered in huge garbage bags full of our bathroom. (The...
maternity leave in the states →
i read this on georgiegirlnyc’s blog. i delved into this topic in a gender & women’s studies class. of course it branched off into extensions of how america values the dollar more than its people (cough—women). my husband’s company offers two weeks paid for paternity leave, and that’s a liberal offering compared to many, even most, companies. my non-profit agency,...
i hit snooze on my phone for an hour and a half this morning. i was planning on coming in to work around 7. i liked the last few weeks of morning light seeping through my shades, and now it’s back to a hushed, deep gray. last night i didn’t move from the couch. i lay in my snuggie (my aunt bought me one because i was the only adult woman not to get one for christmas…i guess...
it's times like these
when the morning air feels a little warmer and the afternoon sun glows a little more gold that i would give anything to be 16 again. stupid, warm and gold.
Today: I opened my office window to let the warm, spring-like air sway in and tickle the hairs on my skin. Took off my blazer, because (get this) my office was stuffy. Have I mentioned the gorgeous afternoon sunlight? No, well, I should have because it’s amazing, too. Tonight may involve sidewalk chalk and a dinner on the patio.
I Like This Thought
I was listening to the radio this morning on my way to work and they were talking about the best compliments you’ve ever received, which (essentially) lead into this conversation… People have defining moments in life so that they may truly find out who they are as a person. The least likely people to succeed end up surprising you.
It's bad when
you go out to dinner and begin commenting on the venue’s light fixtures, tile and wall paint.
driving home last night
from my grandparents, where our sick child is chilling until she recovers, i scrolled through my facebook news feed. this week has been quite busy so i haven’t been on social networks too much. you know how there are those tmi faceook users? or the facebook couples that profess there love through archaic language on wall posts? well, i was talking to my husband about how funny it is, and...
Week 15 and some odd days: omg
I think I’m carrying Gertude, or perhaps Augustus. I think they may be giant size when I deliver (ouch). This child is sending my lower abdomen severe pressure. Similar to what you feel when you need to poop, except in my back and front. I remember this pressure all too well during labor, and no, thankfully, it isn’t comparable. Just terrible. Nearly 16 weeks, and I feel pregnant. Not...
i still get super excited when my husband asks me...
bittemeinherr asked: Where do you live? Not in a creeper kind of way, but in a I'm interested in how people in different regions act. Love your blog!
Just Like Heaven
“Show me how you do that trick,” she said The one that makes me scream” she said “The one that makes me laugh” she said And threw her arms around my neck “Show me how you do it And I promise you I promise that I’ll run away with you I’ll run away with you” Jamming on a gray little Tuesday.