Thursday, April 10, 2014

Maternity Photos


When it came time to taking maternity photos, Tim and I decided that we wanted to do them together. After all, I am the pregnant one, but this is our baby, and this time has been ours to enjoy, learn, change, and grow. 

We were fortunate to find a photographer and fellow blogger who drove all the way from Fairbanks to capture this special time. {{Crystle}}, from {{Yea Yea Photography}} did a beautiful job at encapsulating us in our element, in the spots where we have spent so much time during this pregnancy: Our home, the nursery, and gallivanting downtown and on the coastal trail. 

When we look at these pictures we see not only the little human growing in my belly, but our life as a family as we continue to create it day by day. 
We hope you enjoy them too!






My mama knit that gorgeous sweater ♥♥♥








Outfit Details:
pink Priscilla dress: Sonnet James
sweater and yellow maternity henley: Gap
maternity jeans: Old Navy
booties: Jeffrey Campbell












Monday, April 7, 2014

#itsbabytime

 



On Saturday these ladies threw me and my baby the best shower! I am absolutely blessed to have friends that love me like family! I had so much fun seeing everyone and it was incredibly special knowing that people came to celebrate my baby.

Les, Kristin, Steph, and Sunny, you are so amazing to me! Thank you for all the time and effort you put into making this day special for me and the baby. We feel loved beyond words.

Now, it would not be 2014 if we didn't hashtag the heck out of this event and gave it a photo booth. So without further ado, the best of #itsbabytime!









This last picture is so cool! We are all pregnant!!! Due dates from right to left, we should all have our little bundles of joy by September!

Thank you everyone for coming and making the day so fun!
Hugs and kisses for all!!!



Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Keeping it boring



We have reached the point in this pregnancy where our medical visits are pretty routine. Not much going on, not much to report other than a healthy growing baby and a pretty happy mama. We are very grateful for that, but I did find it funny that we were told to just keep it boring from now until birth. No icy sports that might cause me to fall, no travel plans, nothing to compromise these last few weeks of 'just us'.

So you know what we do? We walk, read, drink hot drinks, eat carbs, and cuddle a lot. If you want to call that 'keeping it boring' go ahead, but I won't mind this routine for the next 8 weeks. Lord only knows what kind of excitement is ahead.

P.S. Baby shower this weekend. Eeek!


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The perfect trifecta



excursion vest: J Crew, waffle baseball tee: Gap, jeans: Zara, sneakers: Converse, necklace: AEO, sunglasses: Ray-Ban

When I found out I was pregnant, I made an investment in a few key wardrobe pieces. Mostly maternity work clothes, pants to be precise, because I have said it before, and I will say it again, I LOATHE those stupid belly bands. Repeat after me: {raises fist} I shall never wear my pants unbuttoned!! Among those purchases were a few pairs of maternity jeans, because truth be told, jeans are the first to start pinching in all the wrong places, and when you're carrying precious cargo, the last thing on your mind should be how uncomfortable you feel in your own clothes.

When last Sunday came around, I was flipping through my closet, trying to find things that I can still fit into, and wouldn't you know, I stumbled upon this old pair of jeans I bought at Zara a million years ago, back when having a baby was the furthest thing in my mind. I looked at them longingly, and then I had the crazy idea to put them on. Then, just like magic, they not only pulled up, they zipped up, and buttoned up ALL THE WAY!!! They were not only comfortable, but also low enough in front not to pinch the belly, and high enough in the back not to show even a smidgen of butt crack or give me a muffin top. Pretty much the perfect trifecta, and if that has not made your jaw drop to the floor by now, then you must have never been 9 weeks away from giving birth to a human, trying to squeeze in your old non-maternity jeans. 

Logically I wore the jeans around town, then took them off, dry cleaned them, and had them framed… I kid, I kid, but really, I should. It is not often you stumble upon gems like this on your average Sunday.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

30 Weeks



{maternity} pants: Rosie Pope, {maternity} t-shirt: Gap {similar}, shoes: Sole Society, blazer: H&M, sunnies: Madewell, necklace: Ily Couture, watch: Michael Kors

Here we are, 10 weeks away from the big day. This not so little bun is almost ready to come out of the oven, and Tim and I are doing our best to get ready. 
Birthing classes have been a HUGE help in preparing us for what's ahead. Also, for the last 3 weeks we have set aside one day a week to be at home, just us, sleeping in, cuddling, resting, enjoying each other without the noise of the outside world. At some point we lied down on the floor of the nursery, admiring our work, the sun pouring in through the window, warming us up as we fell asleep, right there on the floor, next to the crib. Sweet, sweet moments, I tell you.
I am so glad I get to do this with Tim, he is one of the major reason why I have been able to enjoy this pregnancy so much. I don't know where I would be without his support, from his love and encouragement to helping me get up from the couch and tying my shoes, he is hands down the best partner I could have asked for.
Here's to the last chapter of this beautiful time, may it pass only as fast as we can enjoy it, only as quickly as we can savor it, only as swiftly as our memories can etch themselves into our hearts.

Monday, March 17, 2014

Die slowly - A poem

He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
dies slowly.
He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones i’s rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
dies slowly.
He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
die slowly.
He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.
He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops,
dies slowly.
He or she who abandons a project before starting it, who fails to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who doesn’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
dies slowly.
Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.
Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness

- Martha Medeiros

Friday, March 14, 2014

Speak hope


I have to say a big thank you to all of you who read what I write. Even though this blog is but a snapshot of my life, I make sure that whatever is written, posted, and pictured, is a real part of my life. The good and the bad has made me who I am, but what I love the most about all this blogging business is the incredible amount of support I have found in you, for you have changed me too.

When I wrote {{this post}} ten days ago, I received such encouraging words from so many women! Some I know in real life, some are part of my social media circle, but as it turns out, we are all just women, and you helped me understand that I do not stand alone in my feelings, that you too have been there, some of you stand in the same position as I do now, and your words made me feel so very loved.
"There is no manual to be a mom… I believe God gives us that beautiful gift and He is our cornerstone and help… Other experiences will come that will make you discover daily the capacity that we have as human beings to give love… I know you will both be spectacular parents, and that baby will feel happy in your home."
"I am in my 31st week and I feel the same way. The connection that we've created with our babies will never be broken."
"I was catching up on your blog just now and one of the suggested posts after your 'Not Just Yet' post was 'Where Feet May Fail' blog you wrote last summer. I had to pause for a moment to take in the beauty and restoration God has brought you."
So thank you! Thank you for using your words to uplift me, thank you for choosing to encourage me, to build me up. Never forget that your words carry an amazing impact, and the way in which you use them makes a difference. You have made a difference, how awesome is that?

I will leave you with a couple tweets in which {{Jamie Golden}} quotes {{Jonathan Martin}} regarding #socialecclesia:
"We often use social media for self image construction. To be hopeful, we must also be awkward and vulnerable." " It takes tremendous courage to skip the commentary about how awful the world is and speak hope."
 Thank you for speaking hope.