Deep Breathing and Big Tee Shirts

Today has been a sort of break the rules kind of day.

You know, the rules you have for yourself and your day in your head that you feel totally icky if you don't abide by...

I'm not a "take it easy" kind of person, normally.

Today though, we took it easy.

Adeline woke up bright and early, and instead of running straight to the kitchen to fix her breakfast, put on her Mickey, and start the routine, I grabbed her and ran back into my bed. 

Of course I have a TV in my room, which came in handy here since it was Mickey time afterall, and we both knew she wasn't going back to sleep.

Between my morning puking, it was nice to just cuddle in bed and soak up her sweet morning smile. 

I've been struggling a lot lately with pregnancy, as I do.

I started having Braxton Hicks contractions about 4 weeks ago.

It worried me a little bit because I was only 19 weeks along, and I had never ever had or felt any throughout the entire 40 weeks of being pregnant the first go 'round. 

I read up and for the most part was comforted by most of my research stating that it was normal, and as long as they aren't frequent I should be in the clear.

Only they're getting to be a lot more frequent, and a little more uncomfortable.

I go to the doctor on Thursday, so we'll see what he has to say about that, but in the mean time I've been really, really making a concious effort to lay low around the house.

It's kind of hard for me to do, because I really enjoy being on the move and being productive. I rarely stay sitting, and always feel the need to fill any idle nap time with a project or cleaning. 

I have so much to do right now between catching up on the house work I slacked on this entire summer, preparing the baby nursery, getting my craft room organized, and getting started on Christmas projects.

I seriously have a notebook with an entire page filled up of projects and to-dos.

I've got to settle down some though.

So that's my current goal: keeping it chill.

In the spirit of my new calm essence, I decided that Adeline and I would indulge in a bubble bath.

I put lavender and vapor oils in the water, so it was really so relaxing [when she wasn't scooping up bubbles and blowing them in my face].

In my efforts to not lose my patience today, not chase her around after bath to diaper her cute nakey booty, and not leave the house in pursuit of the out of the blue nachos and cheese craving I was having, I really had a lot of thinking time today.

I am enjoying a lot of smiling today.

Lots of kissing, and lots of begging to give mommy a hug.

It's amazing what you can soak in when you just sit down and chill out for a while.

I highly recommend taking a long bath, putting on a giant tee shirt, and just letting go of responsibility for a day.

It feels kinda good! 

<3

Pumpkin Monday

I'll bet you've had enough pumpkins now. 

Our Monday Lunch Date

This weekend had all the potential in the world, but all in all it fell flat.
I really just felt bad for most of it, although the weather was perfect, and we had a million fun things to do.

My hyperemisis has been flared up again, and I've been having a hard time getting around without getting myself too sick. On top of that, Adeline and I had an aweful head cold that made everything feel even worse.
Sunday was terrible, although Addie and I both got a 3 hour nap, then went to bed early on top of that!
It was sweet!

Anyway, this Monday morning I was insistent on getting a pumpkin from a pumpkin patch.
Philip wasn't too hot on the idea.
Our conversation on that:
He said, "Man I don't wanna fool with pumpkins today."
Me, "and why not?"
Philip, "Every year when it comes time to do pumpkins you sing that stupid pumpkin song all day long. That's the most annoying song ever."
and that was where I was instantly reminded of the pumpkin song and happily sang it all day for him anyway.
[The pumpkin song is a long repetitive song on how a pumpkin gets turned into a jack-o-lantern. We danced to this song every fall in my dancing classes as a kid, and even though Daddy doesn't like it I'm sure Adeline does!]

Too bad the most local pumpkin patch is an hour away, and even the faux pumpkin patches around here weren't open until OCTOBER 10th?!! So, we didn't end up with a pumpkin, because instead of buying one at a local store like we usually do I kind of want to drive to a patch and pick one. So we'll try that when I'm feeling a little better.

We headed over to a little antique store/cafe for lunch instead.
We all felt like grown ups there because:

One of us got to sit in a big girl chair and drink her apple juice from a coffee cup.

One of us got to enjoy some hot, fresh coffee since his slacker wifey doesn't ever make him any at home.

and one of us got to shake things up by having a panini for lunch instead of a bowl of cereal which has been my every single meal for the weekend since I've been sick.
Oh and let me tell you what I had to drink! A lemonade frozen drink mixed with unsweet tea.
The combination may not be genius to most, but it was sure complicated for the staff. They acted as if I was asking them to make some chemistry combo that could blow up the cafe, but OH it was SOO good!
Unfortunately it's all I can think about now, and I want more, more MORE!


It was a nice, quiet little family lunch until Squiggy heard a big truck ("herrdbigtruch") outside and got herself escorted out for being loud and rude.

I thought that might explain why this great photo was messed up with a tear and a little snot.

 

Ain't no thang though, this stellar fountain had some kind of magic to it, because it fascinated her long enough for Daddy to finish his lunch and get mine to go.

It's funny how even a technically unsuccessful lunch date feels like it went so well now.
Before Adeline, Philip and I were always out and about together.
It was so easy to just get up and go, and then be there without getting dirty looks because of a sweet and sassy baby screaming "Hey Lady, BOO!" at strangers as they pass by. [Men too.]

As much as I love the 3 of us now, I can't wait to have my family complete with baby boy [who still remains nameless, unless you ask my daughter who thinks "Shoe Shoe Daddy" is an appropriate name.]

I'm 20 weeks as of Friday!

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?????
That means I'm half way there.
20 more weeks until I never have to be pregnant again.
and of course 20 more weeks until I get to meet our next little blessing.
It can't some soon enough.
Well... I guess it can because I'm really not prepared at the moment.

I still have so much to get and so much to do, and I just wish I could get on my feet with feeling good enough to do it all!
Sometimes I just feel like a useless piece of luggage carrying some precious treasure inside.

Like today, when Philip made me laugh while I had a piece of popcorn in my mouth.
Yea I just stuck it in there, and when I laughed it went directly down my throat and kind of stuck there for a moment.
I'm freaking out because I couldn't really breathe in or out, and my husband's response was
"Please don't die yet you've got my baby in your belly."
Um, thanks honey, I'll perform the Heimlich on myself.

Don't worry everyone, the popcorn went down, and air eventually was able to too.
and the Heimlich wasn't even needed.
;)

Manic Monday

This morning I woke up to my husband!

I hadn't done that in a whole month, and boy was it nice. 

I'm so glad he's home from work, and I'm even more excited he'll be home for about another  month.

The novelty may wear off by next week, but for now I'm like a little puppy dog.

I find myself following him around and begging for his attention when he comes home. 

I don't think he minds though. ;)

October's already jam-packed with plans for us, and I'm just thanking God that I've been feeling good enough lately to even make plans! Today was just a take it easy kind of day though, and we spent the morning outside enjoying the fantastic weather. 

The weather was perfect for triking around the driveway, but even more perfect for pecan picking at PawPaw's. 

After we gathered up enough pecans we headed on over to the grocery store because I had a random craving for fun-fetti cake. [I don't even care for cake.]

Squiggy even earned herself some Raisonettes on the car ride home for being... well just being cute. 

 I made the cupcakes that I just had to have, although by the time I was done making them I was too nauseous to even eat one.

So Philip went to the gym while we stayed outside until sunset with my good ol' peach tea. 

and it was a fine Monday, ya'll. I didn't even end up puking!

Just fine! :)

Manic Monday

I know I normally keep my Manic Monday's silent, but I don't get much daily adult interaction here so I guess I feel like talking. Typing. Sharing, whatever, as long as I don't have to do the Hot Dog dance while I do it.

Anyway, check this weird sleeping issue my kid has:

-Her normal bed time is around 8:00pm.

-Her normal wake up time is ohh 6:00am almostonthedoteverymorningofmylife.

BEFORE dawn... like 40 minutes before any sign of sunlight.

-If I put her down at 8 or any later (8:30, 9) it doesn't effect the time she wakes up. Still up before the sun.

Philip even kept her up until 10:30 the night he had to leave for Pennsylvania, and she was up for...5:50 the next morning.

No big, except every now and then she gives me one of those days where I'm literally stalking the clock waiting for bedtime so that I can sit down.

Last night was one of those nights.

The sun went down, and so did she. 7:30 and she was in bed, and I was free for the day! or night...

-EVERY time I put her down early she sleeps late.

For example when I woke up this morning it was light outside, and an immediate rush of panic flushed through my body and I thought she had suffocated during her sleep or something [morbid, I know.]

It was only 7am, but when I say this child's internal clock wakes her up between 5:50 and 6:05 I'm talking sharply.

So yea I got up, flushed the toilet [which surely would wake her up.]

Nothing.

Deactivated the alarm system [she can't sleep through those beeps.]

Nothing.

Let Gracie out to potty. [ain't no way she's missing potty time.]

Nothing.

Puked [I didn't do this on purpose to wake her up, it just happened, but of course she'll hear me and be concerned.]

Nothing.

So now I'm literally walking around the hall wondering what to do with myself and my child sleeping passed 7am. [I'm crazy, I admit it.]

7:20 comes and instead of the usual wake up demands "MAMA!!!!!!MAMA!!!!!!!" I hear a refreshed sweet voice call out "I hear a Mama!?"

and then I realize I should have spent all of that extra time catching myself a couple of extra Zzzzs instead of being neurotic.

The next thought was "Thank you God for letting her wake up happy, and please grant me with a girl in a good mood at least for the morning."

[She's been wicked cranky for the passed 3 days]

Okay, that was quite possibly incredibly boring to you, so if your a blog post skimmer, you didn't miss anything up there.

Haha.

So, yea, my Monday:

First off, Mama needs a shower.

Shower time for mommy or daddy=dance party for Adeline.

Philip listens to his ipod while he showers and Adeline dances for his entertainment.

I wish I had a video camera, because it's really cute.

The best part is her commitment.

I mean as long as your in the shower and the music on, she's bustin' some mad moves.

She's good, ya'll.

Of course I have to dress her in my newest project:

I am so proud of this dress! It's the best one I've ever made, and I love-love-LOVE it!

I spent yesterday afternoon making it, with the help of my sister translating some pattern lingo for me.

Everything I sew is usually without a pattern or with a pattern I make myself. So I am really bad at reading and understanding pattern words.

Like when Heidi asked me if I knew how to gather, I said no. When she started to explain, I said, "Oh make a ruffle? Duh I can do that!"

haha gather=ruffle

Oh and apparently baste=zigzag the scraggly edges.Yea, I have a fancy sewing vocab, huh?

I love this book for the mornings. It's a page a day with a scripture, a relating message, and a psalm. I love that I can commit to it, since it just takes a few minutes of read time and a few minutes of reflection/prayer time. I feel like I have so much to learn, and whenever I can get something fresh in I feel such a peace!

This morning's Psalm: Cast your burden on the Lord, and He will support you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken. Psalm 55:22

 Squiggy piggies got a fresh coat of 'Cinnasnap' nail polish today. She sat still for the first time the entire time..... until she heard an airplane. We then got Cinnasnap nailpolish on her arm, my arm, and her legs. Oh well, at least we got it on the toenails too.

 I love corn fritters. I ate the last 7 today. Seriously, that was my lunch. They're just so yummy! I wish I had some more.

Ellen's back on! New season, and I'm stoked! Lucky for me today Usher was on. ;) It was a nice 3:00-4:00 hour!

Oh and I made some bread today. It actually didn't come out as good as it normally does, because I left it in the oven on accident while it was preheating. So it didn't really rise right. I'm not going to lie, it was good none the less. It was weird working in my kitchen again. I haven't done that for about 3 months, so I was forgetting little things like... uhhh..... check the expiration dates. Haha, lucky for me Philip was on top of them so I didn't have any expired ingredients. 

and this is what my evening looks like. I'm knitting up a storm. Okay really it's a scarf, but I'm about halfway done, and that's an accomplishment for me!

Sorry for the long Manic Monday today. 

I also suppose it wasn't very manic. 

Today was chill, and those days are always nice to have! :)

So what'd you do today?

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Monday/Tuesday

How was your Labor Day?

Mine was fantastic! 

For the second half of June, all of July, and all of August I stayed in my house with the exception of doctors/hospital visits, but yesterday I got out.

Getting out is still a risky thing for me because the heat makes me weak and faint and moving too much makes me puke and when I puke, I pee. Yea, so getting out is risking public humiliation. 

The risk was worth it! I hit a fine Labor Day sale at Hobby Lobby yesterday:

I've been in a sewing mood lately, so I'm anxious to use my fall[ish] fabric collection on those patterns. 

I'm thinking a dress, a tunic, and a couple of skirts will do nicely. 

I wanted to get a head start on making something during yesterday's nap time, which in hindsight would have been wise because little one took a long, hefty nap!

[Sleepy time pictures are just so worth the wake up risk...]

But instead of getting anything productive done I sat down and ate two bowls of ridiculously yummy cocoa puffs while "working" on the back of the box. 

Health food at it's finest, huh?

After my food settled and Squiggy woke up, I headed over to a friend's house for the rest of the day. That makes not one, but two outings, people.

Philip was freaking out when he called and learned that I was able get out of the house. 

I know it's a little short and slightly late, Sarah, but that was my Manic Monday Labor Day. :)

Now as for today?

Today I have an enourmously insane amount of laundry to do. 

I'm talking serious laundry. 

That's never easy to do with a toddler who's new favorite game is dress up.

I'm hoping these wings will suffice so that my panties aren't swiped for scarves and socks aren't used for mittens and so on and so on. 

We'll see. 

Have a good day, ya'll!