The Day Before My World Changes

The Day Before My World Changes

Dear Michael, Tomorrow you will be born.  Such a simple sentence and yet its taken me nine whole months to be able to say it.  For nine months, your Daddy and I have been watching you grow inside my belly.  When we first found out we would be your parents, I walked around for months asking if I looked pregnant.  I wanted everyone to know that you were growing inside of me.  And then one day, you just popped right out and my belly was suddenly big – you grew…

Read More

I Bake. Sort Of.

I Bake.  Sort Of.

Last weekend I tried baking homemade brownies from scratch.  It didn’t go well.  It never goes well.  In my soul, I know I’m not a baker.  I know that I just don’t have the precision to be a baker.  I’m more of a “pinch of this” and “dash of that” kind of kitchen goddess. Recipes are not my thing.  Directions and measurements are not my thing. You wanna know your first hint that I’m not a good baker?  Check out my work station.  And keep in mind that this was…

Read More

Spring Make Over!

Spring Make Over!

Over Memorial Day weekend, Chris finished a home project that he had been working on for a few months.  We have this great tree in our front yard that has a flower box built around it.  But its not really a flower box.  Its more like a few pieces of rotting lumber nailed against a tree.  It has bothered Chris since the day we bought the house.  I never really noticed. Since we are poor, he started the project using leftover wood from when we installed our fence when we…

Read More

Save the Date!

Save the Date!

Today I had my last doctor’s appointment. (Cue host of angels singing) At this appointment absolutely nothing had changed.  The Bean still has not turned.  The Bean still is facing the wrong way. The Bean still has not dropped.  The Bean will still have to be evicted from his home. About the only thing I did learn is that we have an actual date for the c-section.  Monday, June 1.  Mark your calendars!  I’m excited because I always thought June was the perfect month.  Not too hot, not too cold….

Read More

The Sock Savior

The Sock Savior

In our house, I do the laundry.  I hate laundry.  Hate it.  I hate sorting it.  I hate loading the washing machine.  I hate emptying the lint tray.  I hate folding the clothes.  I hate putting them away. Hate.  It. (The full history of my relationship with laundry can be read about here, here, here, and here.) But I’ve worked out a system and it at least makes the process streamlined and as fast as possible.  I won’t go into all the details because, well, its laundry.  But I have…

Read More

At Least I Was Cool

At Least I Was Cool

Its getting hot here.  We have passed warm and we have entered hot.  And did I mention that most older homes in Connecticut do not have central air?  And did I also mention that as a 9 month pregnant woman my internal heater is on full blast right now? Yeah.  Its hot. This past weekend, I spent some time changing out my seasonal clothes.  I put away all my winter clothes and all the maternity clothes that don’t fit me anymore, and I pulled out all of my spring and…

Read More

The Last Supper

The Last Supper

On Sunday night, Chris and I had our last official couples-only date night before the baby comes.  Now, I know that once we have a baby, we will still be able to go out just the two of us.  I know that our marriage doesn’t just dissolve into a pool of baby food.  But things will change.  And even if they change for the better, it will still never just be me and Chris after this.  I’m super excited about growing our family, but there is a saddness that comes…

Read More

Different Perspectives

Different Perspectives

Everyday on my way out of my neighborhood for work, I pass the same old man.  He shuffles down the same sidewalk, always smoking a cigar.  I always smile kindly at him, sometimes I wave.  But he doesn’t really pay much attention.  I’ve made up this story in my head that this old man has high blood pressure and his doctor tells him he needs to get out and walk.  So, every morning his wife makes him leave the warmth of his house and walk around the block and in…

Read More