Thursday, August 25, 2011

A 21rst Century Nest for My Little Chick


Nesting is a very instinctual behavior. Birds do it. Humans do it. Rebecca is DOING it.

But here's the deal. I'm a 21rst century "nester." My favorite "nesting" tools are my handy computer, yelp.com, and appointments made for estimates. Let me explain....

I spent about three hours yesterday cleaning the huge window in our living room. I'm talking CLEANING it. I had in my artillary: hot bucket of soapy water, toothbrush, Windex, a million rags, a hose, and squeegie. The window was CLEAN when I finished...tracks and all. After I finally finished, I thought: "there are at least 5 more windows I need to do...I'm hiring someone!" So I signed in to my trusty yelp account and found a window cleaning service. They are charging me under $200 to clean every window in my house- tracks, screen, and all. They will bring a four man crew and be out of my house in under 4 hours. Yes, that right. They will clean every window in my house in almost the same amount of time it took me to clean ONE window. I'm sold.

I'm also having a cleaning service to come in and get some deep cleaning done, that well- let's face it...I just don't want to do.

Preparing my nest might be a little more 21rst century, but the sentiment is just the same as its always been. I am trying to get everything just right for my little chick. He's definitely the most important "house guest" that I have ever expected...and I want everything to be perfect. Will it be? Nope. But at least it will be clean!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I'll Be Just Like Mum


I wouldn't call myself studious. I've never been a particularly dedicated student...but in the last 9 months I have studied my little butt off to prepare for my upcoming bundle of joy. I have read more books about natural childbirth, breastfeeding, baby essentials, child psychology, and parenting styles than I have read in all my years at school. All of the information has made me feel more in control of this completely foreign experience...but here is the clincher- nothing really turns out how I plan it. So...although I know exactly what happens to a body when its given pitocin and can recite the reasoning behind attachment parenting vs. Babywise parenting- it doesn't really matter. I will never feel prepared enough and I will probably become the same kind of mother that I had. Its just that simple.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

My Sister is Spoiling My Unborn Child...


Because my good ol' sis lives on the East Coast, she was not able to attend my amazing baby shower. She was missed dearly. Heather might not have been there, but the gifts she made my son were! I can't believe how talented and creative my sister is...and I would like to show off her wonderful creations!

My baby boy is very spoiled...


This is a play mat, "good for quality tummy time," according to her note!



This is the quilt she made for Baby Frascone, I hung it on the wall above his crib, just until he is old enough to sleep with it!

These are little burp clothes in many different fabrics...

A fabric square with silky ribbons attached that baby's like to play with...

Her note says, "Some bibs, big and small for when he is a messy eater."

Below is a picture of everything she made: changing pad, burp cloths, bibs, quilt, play mat, and a little square with silky ribbons to play with!

Pretty amazing, aye???

Flip Turns While Pregnant!


I'm what some would call an extremist. When I do (or don't do) things, I go all the way. I don't work well on the middle of the track. That's just how I roll.

So when I got pregnant, like some many other extremes in my life, I thought- I'll either LOVE being pregnant or HATE it. For me, the concept of being in a happy middle didn't even cross my mind.

If I'm completely honest, I haven't loved being pregnant. Gaining weight is very uncomfortable both physically and emotionally for me and although my pregnancy has gone well, my workout routine has had to change. The change in exercise was part of my extreme thinking. When I couldn't do 8 mile hikes anymore, I decided I couldn't hike :). So at 7 months pregnant, I was left with almost no exercise options save prenatal yoga and evening walks- and let's face it, that's not enough for this mama.

In my hunt for the perfect pregnancy exercise I made the decision to go back to swimming. I give it up on occasion because I pay so much to have my hair colored every six weeks that I hate the idea of the color fading quickly in chlorine. Call me crazy, but I like my hair. Swimming, however is the best option for an uncomfortable pregnant woman in her 8th month of pregnancy. So off to the pool, go I.

I have been swimming competitively since I can remember, and being in the water is very comfortable for me. I have even found it healing. So for now, I am feeling very grateful for not only my ability to swim but for my desire to swim. Pregnancy might not be my favorite state of being, but while I'm in the water, I barley feel pregnant. I can swim almost as long, fast, and technical as I ever have before- and right now that is enough to make me feel extreme about getting to the pool as often as I can!

Monday, August 8, 2011

Life as a twosome is coming to an end...


I'm six weeks away from having my baby boy and as time is creeping by I find myself enjoying Tony more than ever. I even get a little teary eyed thinking that this is the final lap, so to speak, of life as couple and not a threesome.

We enjoyed our summer together. We traveled. We walked. We ran errands. We prepared for baby. We didn't have a schedule, and we loved it.

As time ticks on change is all around us. Tony went back to work today. It was the first morning that I woke up without him by my side and mourned his absence. As corny as it sounds, he will never again sleep in with me on a "school day" without a baby to think about. And I have enjoyed every morning together for the last 3 and a half years...

My one-on-one time with Tony is so special but we are so excited to share that time with Baby very soon. Life is changing- and we are so blessed to love one another fully and completely, love God, and begin a family both totally prepared and totally unequipped at the same time!
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