Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Yesterday, I delivered my parents to the airport for 18 days in Scotland with my baby sister who is now 3 days past her due date with her first baby.  I'm a little jealous and missing them all. 

Daniel and I took the tour of the hospital yesterday to get oriented before Lily decides to make her appearance.  I want her to be here, but not too early.  I'm just so ready to kiss her sweet cheeks.  I guess I have to preregister with the hospital, think about what in the world to pack in my bag, figure out what we'll owe the hospital, and write down my wishes for the birth.  I feel like I've done nothing to prepare for her.  4 more weeks, and I can at least prep her room.  Oh, and I need to find a pediatrician.... too much to do.

I guess a good place to start would be with creating a notebook to safely house all of our baby pamphlets and documents in the midst of transitional madness.  I probably ought to start one of those for house documents as well.   Time to get organized! 

Thursday, October 11, 2012

A Blank Slate

To mark the new chapter in our lives, I've renamed/redecorated the blog.  Some of my passions include marriage, motherhood, simple living, and creating beauty.  Writing is also a favorite passtime (I am the queen of lists), it helps me process things, so what better way to share my passions than to write about them?

I'm so excited to create a few posts about moving into our new home and the transformations that follow soon thereafter.  I've been collecting ideas to organize our new home.  If you've been reading along you'll know that we are moving from our first home to a nearly identical floor plan in just 5 weeks.  There's hardly any cosmetic work to do to the house.  My sweet friend and the previous owner has good taste (not unlike mine).  It is time for us to start buying grown-up furniture and really settling into a permanent home though.  We have a small museum of hand me downs (blessed but wanting change).  So, stick around to see what we come up with!

I'm also excited to share how insane I am likely to become on this wild ride called motherhood.  So, far I'm hanging in there; I hear it gets a little harder once the baby is born though.  I had my first shower on Sunday.  I'll have to get a picture of the loot posted for you.  The girl is spoiled already :)

You can pretend that adorable cup of coffee in the background is for you :) Hang around and get to know us!

Friday, October 5, 2012

Nesting Phase, Stay Away for Now.

It's coming, I can feel it.  I have this compulsive need to organize everything!  Problem?  All of my things are in a storage unit and the only thing I have to organize is some one else's stuff.  I don't think my parents would mind if I cleaned things up for them, but I only want to set up my home and cannot.  Not for 45 more days.  Ugh!  The nesting phase needs to hold off or stick around until it's actually going to be beneficial.  In the mean time, I will use my high amounts of motivation to bless my parents by keeping things clean for them. 

I was dreading living with my parents during pregnancy.  I can't run around in only my t-shirt and underwear for one thing.  Today, I reminded myself that I need to be looking for the silver lining so here it is.  I'm huge and wear out really quickly, but I have my mommy to take care of me.  Together we are keeping one home as a team rather than me struggling to do it all on my own.  I get to enjoy the beauty of fall in my childhood home with the trees, the chickens, and that wonderful deck to sit and enjoy the mornings.  The woods restore my soul like very little else can; these next 6 weeks are going to be wonderful for making me release some worries about what our future holds.  Silver linings are good: I should look for them more often. 

Wednesday, October 3, 2012


We're closing on our house today.  I'm not as sad as I thought I would be.  It's funny how you take the things and the people out of the 4 walls you loved and those 4 walls are just walls.  We moved out everything on Saturday, and went back Sunday to clean it... it didn't even smell like us anymore.  Our cute little house was an empty husk, and home was the man loading boxes into a trailer.  I guess "home" never really was the 4 walls, it is the person that shared those 4 walls with me.