finger painting

After a week of being sick and pretty much cooped up in the house, I was feeling desperate for an activity to do with L other than, “let’s play with toys & read books”. I found this recipe online for easy finger paints with ingredients I already had in the pantry.

So, I stripped L of his shirt, and plopped him in the highchair to give it a go. I think he got the general idea, other than taste-testing the paint and licking the paper. I hung the card stock to dry, and hope to use them to create cards for family or perhaps this to frame in his bedroom.

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ONE.

Our little dude turned ONE last week. I know when children reach their first year birthday milestone, parents around the world yell “I can’t believe how fast this happened. Has it already been an entire year?”. Our little dude has suddenly gone from my little baby boy to this brave and curious toddler. He started taking steps a little over a month ago, and then two weeks ago all of a sudden: he’s walking. It’s a hilarious, wobbly, zombie-type walk that cracks me up.

On Sunday, we had twenty-plus people in our tiny apartment to celebrate our little dude’s first year of life. But in all honesty, I felt like it was a party for Hubby and I to celebrate the fact that we have survived our first year of parenting. It was a fun time, and I’m so blessed to be reminded of the support system that we have in this city. Here are a few photos of the celebration, including L’s meltdown into his smash cake: it’s his birthday — he can cry if he wants to.

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XOXO

36 / 37 weeks

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37 weeks

 

These last few weeks have flown by! I’m now seeing the Midwife every week in anticipation of this little dude’s impending arrival. Overall, I’m still feeling good – though he has definitely dropped his little head into my pelvis thus making walking much more uncomfortable. I’ve got the waddle-walk down.

Two weekends ago I had a family baby shower which was so fun! It was great to see both sides of our family – Hubby’s and mine together. It meant so much to me that Hubby’s sister and our adorable niece Stella flew in from Denver, people traveled from Michigan for the day, and one of my oldest friends traveled from St. Louis.

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This past week my co-workers threw a baby shower for me which was fun – we got even more stuff: adorable clothes, swaddles, and an itty bitty bathtub to name a few items. It’s still so overwhelming to me how generous people are when there’s a baby on the way. This little dude has more clothes than I do. Now, if I can just get all the clothes washed and put away, we’ll be set.

I’ve scheduled my last prenatal massage for this week, and am looking forward to some pampering for my tired muscles!

xoxo,

PJ

32 weeks & a baby shower

This past Saturday my friends B & J hosted a baby shower with some of my favorite friends. It was perfectly laid back, with delicious brunch treats and drinks. I loved catching up with everyone – and making them take a drink of their beverage every time I said the word “cute”.

Here are a few photos of the day…

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I’m just so thankful for loving and supportive friends!

In other news, “pregnancy brain” is in fact a real thing. I used to think it was just a silly made-up phrase. It’s been pretty intense this week, and I find myself very distracted and forgetful. I’ve been trying to be patient with myself, but it’s pretty difficult {especially since I’m a very task-oriented person…}. Oh, well.

I can’t believe I’m 32 weeks now. I see the midwife every 2 weeks, and then at 36 weeks I’ll start going each week until “the end”. Eek!

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xoxo,

PJ

 

Funk

My life has been a bit crazy these past few weeks. The hospital I work at moved across town and I’ve been adjusting to a new commute downtown among other things {like figuring out where in the world I’m going once I’m in the new 20-plus story building}. To top it off, I had a really traumatic past few weeks dealing with oral surgery go awry. I finally feel like I’m crawling out of this funk and am starting to get my routine down. Finally!

These are some photos of the hospital closing celebration that included champagne flavored cupcakes and a fly-over above the old hospital. It was hard to say goodbye to the old building and neighborhood. I almost feel like I grew up there: I interned during grad school, started working weekends when I graduated, and now I’m a full time employee.

Cheers to the old hospital, cheers to the future.

xoxo,

PJ