that’s all i have to say about life right now.
i’m less than 2 weeks away from my due date with this baby boy but i’m not sure i’m going to make it. at least, not without a lot of help…whether in the form of baked goods, air conditioned spaces or the amazing people that make up my support network.
one of those in my “network” is my best friend, kristen, who happens to be due with her second two days before me. we talk constantly on email and try for a weekly phone date. last time i called, i asked “how are you doing?” her reply, “you know how i’m doing,” was all she had to say. uncomfortable.
sleep has become a joke…baby’s bumped up his awake/active time to around 11pm-12am. so it’s a nightly struggle of wanting so very badly to give into my exhaustion but having to wait out his acrobatics. of course there’s no movement when olive wakes up bright and early…not a good sign for what’s to come. then you add the constant bathroom trips, tingling legs, sore back and haywire emotions and it’s a wonder carter & olive don’t head for the hills.
but, i didn’t want to sit here and complain. i wanted to say “thank goodness.”
thank goodness for having a best friend who totally understands and is going through this with me every awkward waddle of the way.
thank goodness for an amazing, amazing husband who is basically on olive duty the second he walks in the door…and all weekend. and who is constantly finding ways to bring humor and excitement into her world. when a giant box arrives with supplies for baby, instead of it being a touchy (“what do i get?!”) moment, it turned into this:
and another hot weekend spent inside became the perfect excuse to bring down carter’s childhood lego collection. (ps. i can’t tell who’s more excited about this! let’s just say carter’s been building a LOT of vehicles and rockets because olive wants them!!)
then there’s the nightly dance parties with djs olive and carter spinning tunes (either james brown or “wheels on the bus”!) and daddy daughter outings. last weekend was the local museum & tomorrow is library and a cupcake! lucky girl.
thank you, thank you babe.
while carter’s at work, olive’s either enjoying her new school, spending quality time with her nonna & papa or dressing to the nines with her favorite friend and cousin (apparently, 4 year olds have mastered gloves…good try though olive!):
i’m also a curtain panel away from completing baby’s room. i can’t wait to share the pictures! it’s been a fun stress reliever having a new space to decorate. it’s kind of a woodland/lakeside/campfire vibe! of course, right now, it’s buried under a getting-ready-for-market vibe as posy head’s to the gail parkins memorial ovarian cancer event tomorrow to sell some goods!
okay, olive decided to take a nap afterall (thank goodness!) so i’m going to put these toes up and watch my own inner-belly olympics…next event, baby cycling!
i recently finished an amazingly real, funny, thoughtful and romantic book, Elizabeth Buchan’s national bestseller, “Revenge of the Middle-Aged Woman.” i highly recommend it.
on one of the final pages i read the following excerpt about the character’s second child and it was one of those things where it was just what i needed when i needed it…without realizing it.
“I thought, most vividly and longingly, of my children. That first glimpse of Sam. Still confused from pain and the outrage of giving birth. I had accepted without interest the bundle placed in my arms. At first, neither of us registered the other. Then, quiet before the adventure of his life got under way, the baby fixed on my face. In those wide, calm eyes were surprise and astonishment at the prospect of the new world he had entered. A gaze that took me back to the beginning, ready to start again.”
it’s a different kind of anxiety and preparation this time for our new baby. this time i have a 3 year old at home, who some days starts out like this:
but i’m slowly getting more and more excited about meeting our son. and to be able to say his name out loud. and to see how amazing olive is going to be as a big sister. and to rock with him in this little nook:
and someday, when were all sitting around the kitchen table laughing about some story one of us shared or playing mexican dominoes together, it won’t seem so totally insane to be having another child. and instead, it’ll feel like being complete.
ever since my folks took a family trip to maine when i graduated from high school i have been in love with the state. so i count my lucky stars that carter’s parents retired there and we get to visit them in such a beautiful spot. this year was even more special as we celebrated his dad’s 70th birthday with both his sisters and their families. it made for one awesome and cool (we’re talking jeans and long-sleeves!!) week.
and finally, my favorite nook (luckily, located in our bedroom) in the house we were staying (Carter’s parents very kindly and wisely put us all up in a beautiful home down the street from them!),
the planets aligned two weeks ago for a perfect evening to celebrate olive’s birthday. the rain stopped, the mosquito service had visited, bubble wands were prepped and the fridge pickles were pickling!
as a side note, i’ve got to give a BIG, HUGE thanks to my sister, good friend Julie, Aunt Mary Lou, mom and friend Amy for all their incredible help and calming effect. these lovely ladies arrived early and basically put everything together while i attempted to decompress. (expecting a toddler to take a nap on the day of their birthday party may have been a silly idea…lesson learned!) and my talented friend, amy, lightened my to-do load by baking up her delicious and beautiful ladybug cupcakes and a lemon curd cake for the adults. thanks again! birthday angel awards for you all.
these bubble wands were a fantastic hit! not only did it keep the little ones busy so parents could actually hold a conversation, but it kept the teeny tiny issue of not liking to share at bay as each kid got to take a wand home.
thanks to a living social deal for a mosquito service, friends could wander the yard and check out the garden bite-free!
so great having a special guest at the party…olive’s great aunt mary lou. she always manages to offer a much needed helping hand and a good laugh to boot!
nonna and her girls
a pregnant woman’s dream spread: watermelon, pickles, burger fixings, mom’s bean salad and salsa fresca. speaking of burgers…
carter as grill master. delicious job babe!
lily cools off with a refreshing treat!
and, finally, the piece de resistance:
as crazy as i felt when it started, it was just such a good time. there’s nothing i love more (except maybe the quiet that surely follows!!) than being surrounded by those i love, eating delicious food and sharing some good laughs. and i can’t think of a better reason to have all of these together, than while celebrating my beautiful girl’s birthday!
happy birthday olive!
i can’t believe you’re already three years old. you make me smile every single day…even the days when we need a break from each other!
i love your silliness and how you take forever to eat, too, because you’re goofing around or talking. i love how you ask, oh so hopefully, “are you guys done?!” at the end of a meal…ready to play. it’s so cool how much you like to read and boogie down to some 50′s rock. you’re always looking out for sandwich and are so good to him. (i’m sorry he bites you when you’re trying to sleep with him…he’s just a grouch.) i love your little 3 year old voice and how you sound like you’re a new yorker sometimes with your “you guys” and “dare” instead of “there.” i love how you try and talk your stuffed friends into being brave with thunder even though you’re scared yourself. i love how you smooth out my hair and play with my face when we’re inches apart snuggling in bed.
i’ve always thought your dad was pretty awesome, but somehow you’ve made him even more so. because he is so darn happy and patient and loving and full of joy around you…so thanks. we think you’re just about the best thing ever and these past three years have been incredible, which is why i got misty-eyed when everyone was singing “happy birthday” to you at your party. so much love. thank you. and happy birthday sweet pea.
…to my razzle…or these pictures would be if my phone (yes, it’s called a razzle!) actually took a decent picture, but that’s shooting for the stars when it doesn’t actually let me make a phone call inside my house (man, did i set my expectations too high for that one!)…i digress. so i used my camera as it’s sole purpose in life is to take pictures. unlike our multi-tasking phones. or so i hear. (can you tell i have smart phone envy?!) anyway, here’s a bit o’ random for this rainy hump day.
good-bye mulberries, hello sun
my birthday dinner from side street cafe. hope’s best with a side of corn and bean salad. any sandwich that allows you to either double the pimento or add bacon is alright by me.
olive wearing her finest jewels for a bike ride around the porch:
my garden helper, with her new blue gloves. that girl loves her some blue!