while i spend time with henry, i’ll recap a few delicious monday posts. four of my favorite recipes from this year are caesar salad, posole, seafood strata, and southeast asian sprouts. yum! check out the recipes if you missed them the first time. enjoy and see you soon!
recipes | salad | posole | strata | sprouts
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guess what? our child has proven the doctor wrong— i’m still pregnant! we’re ready, the house is ready, my body is ready, but he’s not ready. i think he wants to surprise us at any given moment. hopefully it will be a drawn-out surprise and not a quick one! his official due date is tomorrow. maybe we should buy one of those “over the hill” or “happy 40th” balloons to encourage him.
michael and i are very excited along with our friends and family but honestly there are moments where i have felt extremely irritated. fielding the same questions over and over, every day (how are you feeling? when are you due again? what did the doctor say? do you feel different from yesterday? are you having contractions? is the baby here yet?) annoy me! i know that these inquiries come out of care or curiosity toward the end, and it’s comforting to have a good network. at the same time i just want everyone to be calm and let us relax.
the weather was overcast during the week and i took advantage of it by wearing skirts and breezy peasant blouses. i packed some short sleeve onesies and a red elf cap for him to sport home. i kind of hope he’ll be born on a rainy day but they are few and far between. he’ll be born on a special day nonetheless. here’s to life, changing forever.
the baby’s cooking! tomorrow will bring me a week closer to our official due date. my doctor still predicts an early appearance, so we’re on baby watch. i haven’t had any labor pains (maybe they’ve been too mild to notice) but she gave me permission to hightail it to the hospital when i feel consistent contractions. we’re nervous and excited; michael is probably more nervous because he’ll be the one rushing home from work to pick me up!
we had a busy week. on saturday we attended a car seat safety class and learned that we chose wisely with our britax system. the instructors helped us install the seat in my car. on the way home i kept looking back at it and michael said, “he’s not there yet, silly!”
on sunday i assembled our mamaRoo and breeze playard, both gifts from the 4moms team. let me tell you— they were incredibly easy to put together, so easy a pregnant woman at nine months can do it! i understand why jen and indiana love their breezes. we also bought more newborn diapers; they smell so nice. i think we’re ready for this boy. i hope we see his face sometime soon!
this week was very relaxing with a few tiny hiccups. the baby’s nursery is almost done except for the twin/guest bed. the headboard won’t connect to the frame, and the mattress needs wooden slats. so we’ll be making a trip to lowes for different hardware and wood. i was hoping to share some photos of his room with you today— c’est la vie!
on saturday and sunday we went swimming. i was more nervous about getting in and out of the water than putting on a bathing suit; i’m not embarrassed to wear a two-piece with a big belly (though i did receive a questionable look or two). the water wasn’t too cold and we had a lot of fun swimming with super noodles. it amazes me how noodles keep people afloat. i wish we had gone to the pool more often this summer.
maybe it was all that swimming— i had a check-up today and the doctor thinks the baby will be here in a week and a half (or less). A WEEK AND A HALF! she told me to look out for contractions or water breaking. oh my goodness. we are extremely excited and nervous. my hospital bag is ready to go and i promise it’s not half-full of gummy bears (i wish it was).
in other news, i haven’t dreamt much lately. a couple of weeks ago i had a dream i left my purse in the rain, and last night the carters asked me to illustrate them. of course i said yes. who turns down beyoncé?
although diaper bags come in all shapes, sizes, and colors, the majority tend to be black nylon. why black and why nylon? black is a popular clothing color and nylon is easy to clean. unfortunately black is not one of my favorite colors.
for our little one, i plan to use my rebecca minkoff original MAB bag with a polka dot pocket insert. it’s a huge red leather bag that’s been sitting in my closet for the last two years, and now it will get a second life as a baby bag. i recommend buying an insert if you have a large purse (or if you’re like me, you own several of them). you can pull the insert out and switch bags with no problem.
if you don’t have a giant handbag, a plus to buying a “real” diaper bag is that it comes with built-in compartments. check out these four darling options— i love these bags because they are wonderful for mamas who like prints and colors. to the undiscerning eye, they resemble regular purses. i won’t tell anyone you have a nose frida inside yours if you won’t tell anyone i have one in mine.
- rebecca minkoff marissa bag: this cute tote flips to a blue and yellow pattern on the back, making it a perfect present for mamas who will be surprised by baby’s gender. if i didn’t reuse my own purse, i’d get this one in a heartbeat.
- kate spade francis bag: put a bird on it! the toucans give the purse a whimsical touch. the print reminds me of a fun beach bag and it would also work for boys and girls.
- timi & leslie charlie bag: the charlie style resembles a posh italian handbag, and it’s totally wipeable. i like the blue and grey combination; it comes in other colors, too.
- lesportsac zoo bag: the little animals may garner as many oohs and aaahs as your baby! the navy blue color and messenger bag style also anchor it as a good “daddy” bag.
collage by me. images via nordstrom, shopbop, and amazon.
the next month will be a waiting game! many doctors consider 37 weeks a “safe” time for a baby’s arrival; of course reaching full-term is preferred. i had a check-up today and he’s not ready to say hello yet. grow, baby, grow! the doctor was concerned about his fast heartbeat and they hooked me up to a non-stress test monitor (which probably made my heart go crazy). but he was just moving around and his heartbeat slowed down as he calmed down.
we took a childbirth class at the hospital. i expected it to be a lamaze kind of class, but the nurse thoroughly covered labor, relaxation and pain management techniques, delivery, and postpartum care. we watched five families’ birth stories and i realized that everyone’s experience is astonishingly different. sometimes you go in with a birth plan and it can fly out the window; sometimes everything happens just as you imagined. i learned that the most important thing about labor is meeting your little one in the safest manner for both of you, but his or her needs always come first.
today a huge box arrived at our house with a car seat and stroller. i’m twiddling my thumbs waiting for michael to get home and unpack them. we bought the britax travel system; it had good reviews and several coworkers recommended britax. i also found out jesse (of jesse coulter and austin moms blog) has the same system for her son turner, so if turner approves, our boy will be just fine. our wishlist continues to dwindle, and baby’s room is almost done. here’s to the last few weeks!
p.s. thanks to all of you who shared kind words or advice last week. i appreciate you ladies!
common things i hear at this stage are “it’s almost time!” “the baby’s ready!” “soon you will be a mom!” and it takes all my willpower not to shake my head furiously like a child in denial. i am increasingly anxious and on occasion, scared out of my mind. we have a childbirth class later in the week that will hopefully calm my nerves.
the third trimester has brought a sense of hyper-awareness. i pay close attention to his movements and with my skin issues i am realizing how much my body has changed. i walk slowly and quite often sophie impatiently pulls me home. the belly grows along with my waistline and legs. i feel self-conscious and innocent comments like “you’ve gotten big since the last time i saw you!” and “are you hungry?” sting in a way they didn’t before.
i remind myself that every day and week is different. yes, some weeks i’ve felt happy and glowing. other weeks i’ve felt tired and down. some days i’ve felt beautiful and other days anything but. all these emotions are part of being pregnant, being a mom, and being a human.
i know deep in my heart that none of this will matter once we see his tiny face and wrinkly hands. oh, i cannot wait to look at you, but be a good boy and keep on baking.