Monday, April 20, 2015

WILL IT BE A BOY OR A GIRL? LET'S SEE WHAT THE OLD WIVES' TALES SAY...


I remember when my sister-in-law was pregnant, we pinned a string to a pencil and dangled it over her wrist and saw it move side to side.  If you believe the old wives' tale, then she was carrying a little girl.  A few months later we learned it was true! 

Since becoming pregnant, I've started paying closer attention to these old wives' tales to see if I could predict my baby's gender before our 20 week ultrasound appointment.

So here are a few of the wives' tales and which way I swing.  Keep in mind that you get a different answer based on different websites.  For instance, some websites say that if you have morning sickness, that's a boy, while others say it means a girl.  I just went with the first answer I found.

Based on these answers, do you think it will be a boy or a girl?

Old Wives' Tale #1: Got Morning Sickness?  Apparently if you have morning sickness, then get ready to buy pink.  Absence of queasiness means that blue is in your future.

I had a lot of morning sickness, so this one is swinging towards a girl.

Prediction: Girl


Old Wives' Tale #2: Which Side You Sleep On  If you sleep on your left, it's a boy, and on your right, it's a girl.

I switch positions during the night, but I'm more inclined to fall asleep on my right side.

Prediction: Girl


Old Wives' Tale #3: Chinese Calendar  Legend says that this chart is over 90% accurate in predicting gender.


Prediction: Boy



Old Wives' Tale #4: Beauty  Do you look more radiant pregnant than you did before?  If so, it's a boy.  If you look more haggard, then it's a girl since she's stolen your good looks.

Considering I've been pretty sick and much paler than usual, I'd lean towards girl.  Maybe this will change, though, as food starts tasting better.

Prediction: Girl


Old Wives' Tale #5: Numbers  Combine your age at time of conception with the number of the month you conceived.  If the result is odd, then a girl is on her way.  If the number is even, then it's a boy.

32+12=44

Prediction: Boy


Old Wives' Tale #6: String Test  Pin a string onto the eraser part of a pencil and hold it over your wrist.  If it swings side to side, then it's a girl.  In a circle, and it's a boy.

The string swung from side to side on this one.

Prediction: Girl



Old Wives' Tale #7: Skin Dry or Soft  If your skin is dry, then you're having a boy.  If it's soft and supple, then a girl is on the way.

Well, it's wintertime, and I always have terrible dry skin in the winter.  Not sure if it's any worse this year, but I'll go with boy.

Prediction: Boy



Old Wives' Tale #8: Cravings  Craving something sweet all the time, then it's a girl.  If salty foods are all you want, then it's a boy.

Due to the morning sickness, I haven't been craving many sweets.  Salty foods have always been my weakness.  We'll see if that continues, though.

Prediction: Boy


Let's tally up the score.

Girl: 4

Boy: 4


Well that was absolutely no help.  I guess the odds remain at 50/50, and I'll just have to wait and see.  I've got blue and pink confetti all cut up so we're good either way.


Did any of these wives' tales work for you in the past? 

We're finding out the gender this week!  More than knowing if I need to make flower crowns or bow ties, though, I just want to know that everything is ok with the baby and he or she is happy in there and doing well.  That's what I'm most excited to find out.


Linking up with Life of Meg today!


Friday, April 17, 2015

A LETTER TO ROO: A DREAM CAUGHT

Dreamcatcher won through giveaway from The Golden Bee (check out Caitlin's awesome blog, too!)

Dear Little Roo,

Today I felt you kick for the first, unmistakable time.  For the past few days, I had been feeling little movements or flutters in my lower left hand side.  I thought it must be you, but wasn't quite sure.

After eating a snack, I started feeling those movements again.  This time, though, I placed my hand on my stomach, and I felt your little hand or foot for the first time!  It was like you were giving me a high five to say that you're in there and everything is ok.  It made me smile and tear up at the same time.

Up until now, it's been hard to imagine that you're really in there.  I know we've seen you in ultrasound pictures, but it's still hard to believe.  Feeling you, though, has made this more real.  I still can't believe that in a few months you'll be living outside of me, a little being that started from just a dream.

I often times don't feel ready and worry about all the changes you'll bring.  But I know they will be the best possible kinds of changes and soon I won't know what we did without you.

I want to show you everything and watch you explore the world.

I want to teach you how to be good and kind and why those things matter so much.

I want you to feel how much we love you for always.

In a few days we're going to find out if you're a boy or girl.  You're the only one right now who knows that secret.  When I first found out I was pregnant, I thought I wanted it to go a certain way.  Now, though, I just want you to be healthy and happy.  I love you already and nothing could change that.

Love always,

Your mom (that's the first time I've ever written this.  It's strange and exciting all at once.)

 
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I've been trying to document my feelings and thoughts more during the pregnancy, and after reading through Devon's letters to her Sprout, I love the idea of writing about various things that happened and struck me through the nine months.  Thanks, as always, for the inspiration, Devon:)

Thursday, April 16, 2015

SWOON ALERT!! LILLY PULITZER FOR TARGET



Oh, Target.  Do you have some magical ability to see inside my mind?  I know I've asked this question before, but when I saw the new Lilly Pulitzer collection being released on April 19th, I felt like that emoji with hearts for eyes.  I WANT IT ALL!

Really, there's one pattern that I really love.  I would have just made a collage full of all the different items in that pattern, but I thought I'd pretend to switch it up a bit.  Can you guess which pattern is my favorite?  Not pictured: the hammock.  I don't really need a hammock, but come on!  Everyone secretly wants a hammock.

Target



Unfortunately, Target didn't sponsor this post and send me samples to try out.  I'm just sharing the info in case you haven't seen it.  Even if that does mean I have more competition when I go to check things out in person on Sunday:)  

What items are your favorite?  All the colors and patterns are perfect for spring/summer!  








Wednesday, April 8, 2015

THE BUMP REPORT: 17 WEEKS



Up until now, I've been in that weird in between stage where no one really knows I'm pregnant unless I tell them.  They may have had their suspicions based on my increase wearing of stretchy pants and always eating some sort of cracker, but the bump wasn't front and center.

It's here now, though!  I had high hopes of taking a picture in the same clothes every week throughout my pregnancy, but only managed to take one picture at week 10.

I could probably just glob weeks 5-16 together and say that I felt happy to be pregnant, but also felt really nauseous, tired, and unmotivated. 

But now we're already at week 17, and I want to make sure I capture all these wonderful changes and feelings.

Dress: Old Navy (old); Cardigan: Target (old); T-shirt (old)


How far along:  At the time of these pictures, I was 17 weeks and 2 days (black and white dress) and 3 days (pink striped dress)

Baby size:  Size of a turnip

Maternity clothes:  Not quite yet.  I have been raiding my closet for anything with an elastic waistband, though.  Skirts, leggings, those jammer pants (these have come in especially handy).  I have found a few dresses with an empire waist (like the one I'm wearing) or shift dresses at Target that I think will work really well with my growing belly, too.

Feeling  Morning sickness has gotten so much better!  I still have bouts where I don't feel great, but my appetite has come back in full force, and my energy level has picked up, too.  I also feel less nauseous throughout the day, which is fantastic.

When people would tell me that it does get better, I would always worry that it wouldn't happen that way for me.  So hopefully this feeling good trend will continue.

Cravings:  I ate fairly healthy before getting pregnant, but found in the first few months of pregnancy I craved anything that my 10 year old self loved: chicken nuggets, mac and cheese, potato chips with sour cream and onion dip, etc.  Terrible stuff for you, I know, but at the time I went with anything that sounded remotely edible and stayed down.

Smoothies from QuikTrip are still a favorite, and I keep having a hankering for chocolate doughnuts.
I am also throwing in salads and fresh fruit in the mix, too, so that's good.

I thought I'd be craving ice cream every day, but too many sweets tends to make me sick.  I downed a blizzard yesterday.  It tasted great going in, but made me a bit queasy.  Maybe it had something to do with how fast I ate it, though:)

Dress: Target (no longer available); Shirt: Target (old); Belt: Target (old)

Random Thoughts:  It's so surreal to see my body changing and know that the reason is because there's a little baby growing in there.  As my bump grows bigger, it's starting to seem more real that in just a few months we'll get to meet this whole new person that is a little bit me and a little bit Wade.  I've always been scared of the unknown, and this is no exception.  I'm scared of everything changing, like I know it will, I'm anxious about being a good mother, I'm worried about my little baby's health, and I feel at times that it's taken forever to get here, but then no time at all.  So many feelings, but most importantly of all, there's pure joy when I look down at my bump and know there is a little guy or girl in there just hanging out.  It sounds so cliché, but it truly feels like a miracle.


  




Wednesday, April 1, 2015

SHEDDING OUR WINTER COATS


When I walked into the house the other day, it was very quiet.  No Wade.  No Mr. Maisy.  I opened the back door, and a big fluff ball blew in my face.

As I gazed out into the yard, I could see Wade brushing Mr. Maisy, and the little bunny's fur flying all around the yard in the breeze.  It was like a bunch of soft, cotton balls slowly drifting away in the wind .

And there was so much hair.

Apparently, Mr. Maisy has gotten the memo that spring is finally here, and it's time to shed our winter coats and make way for the warmer weather.

Judging by the loud thump he gave us when we put him back in his cage, though, after his grooming, I don't think he felt he needed any help in that department.

I beg to differ, though, because he's a big 'ol fluff ball that sheds like crazy!  I didn't realize rabbits shed that much.  So he better get used to his grooming sessions.

Other than that, Mr. Maisy is a great pet.  He's quiet, uses a litter box to do his business (now that we got him neutered), and loves being petted.

He definitely has a funny personality.  He's extremely skittish and cautious.  When we bring him into the kitchen to hop around, he just sits there petrified.  Maybe we've coddled him too much.

The other night, we opened his playpen (where he spends most of his time) so he could hop around the sun room at his leisure.  After  awhile of hopping, he headed back into his playpen and I swear he tried to shut the door behind him.  He's pretty self sufficient:)

I'm loving shedding my winter coat, too.  And by winter coat, I mean the giant parka I wore all winter.  It's nice to be able to head out of the house now in just a light sweater.

There's a certain smell of sweetness to the air.  Just don't inhale too deeply, or you may breathe in a big pile of bunny hair:)








Monday, March 16, 2015

OUT AND ABOUT IN KANSAS CITY: WEST BOTTOMS



The other weekend, the sun was finally shining and the rising temperature made it bearable to leave the house without my winter parka.  So my mom and I decided to head down to the vintage shops in KC's West Bottoms for their First Friday weekend extravaganza.

We hadn't been down there in a few years, and I was shocked to see how much it had grown.  Antique stores and vintage shops had popped up on every corner in a few block radius and food trucks lined the street.  It felt like a carnival.


We were browsing for a dresser for little Roo's room.  Even though we didn't find anything, it was still fun to see what was out there.  We're going to find out if the Roo is a he or a she in a few weeks, and I CANNOT WAIT!  I'm having a hard time making decisions on things and feel like I'm in a holding pattern until we find out.  Then it will be full steam ahead on making either little headbands or bow ties.  I've got a lot of ideas that I'm sure my mom's sewing skills will be able to deliver on:)

Usually some what of a speed walker, I was surprised how tired I got just walking around, though.  Since I've been so nauseous with morning sickness, I haven't kept up on the exercise front.  I've been getting outside more with the warmer temps, though, and am enjoying walks around the neighborhood.  It feels nice to be moving again.

Do you believe any of those old wive's tales that predict the gender of your baby?  I'm planning to put them to the test and see if any are accurate.  At least there's a 50% chance they're right:)

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I'm linking up with Meg's Mingle Monday today!

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

WELL, HELLO AGAIN. I'VE BEEN BUSY BAKING...

(Don't worry--Mr. Maisy was not harmed in any way.  This picture is thanks to the wonders of technology.)


Yep, you read that right folks!  I'm preggo, with child, about to lay an egg....I'm pregnant.  It still feels surreal typing those words.

It's been quiet in this space for a while.  It started as a little break due to the crappy weather and general moodiness of the season, but then became necessary due to morning all day sickness and severe sleepiness.  My days have basically consisted of dragging myself out of bed, going to work, forcing myself to eat something, attempting not to throw up, and then watching TV until I fall asleep.  The weekends are reserved for sleeping a ridiculously long time.  I'm not out of the woods with the nausea yet, but I do feel like my energy is slowly starting to come back.

I've been thinking about this post for a while.  Is my time with blogging complete?  How much do I share?  How do you write posts and not talk about the elephant in the room?

I flip flopped a bit before settling on this thought.  If I'm being completely honest, part of the reason I started this blog was with the vain hope that it would be huge, I could quit my day job, and live the ultimate blogger dream.

Let's get real here.  That's not going to happen, and that's ok.  This space has become an irreplaceable view into my life's both simple and remarkable moments that I want to remember.  There's something about seeing the pictures and reading the words that I felt were worth capturing at a specific time in my life that I may otherwise have let slip from memory.

In the past, I haven't posted certain events or small happenings, because I didn't think they were "blog worthy".  I think back to the blogging conferences I've gone to and zero in on how they said to "brand" myself.  What do I want my "brand" to be?  All colorful photos with white backgrounds, perfectly stylized so that people are able to pick my picture out of a line up?

That sounds amazing, doesn't it?  Being instantly recognized by a photo because it's so "you"?  As I was slipping into bed the other night, I thought to myself, "Well, I am my brand."  Me.  Just as I am.  I'm tired of trying to fit my pictures and words into a specific branding box, because that's how I want people to view me.  I just need to be me.

Blogging has changed so much in just the past two years I've been writing in this space.  I feel now that bloggers feel compelled to apologize for taking writing breaks, for changing the focus of their blogs, for a lot of things that we shouldn't be thinking twice about.

I'm still me, but I'm evolving and my life is changing.  And I want this space to capture all of it.  This is a blog about my life, and I don't need it to fit a certain mold.  My mission statement is simple--"Write about the moments that move me and take pictures of everything."  

In addition to this being a recorder of memories, I also love this space for the ability to connect to people.  Building relationships has been the best surprise to come from this blog.  It makes me feel less alone in this big world.

It feels good to write my thoughts out again, however disjointed they are.  Wade and I are over the moon excited for this little bundle of joy.  Still a bit paralyzed with fear of the unknown, of course, but super pumped.  This is going to be a huge change that will rock our world, but in the best way possible.

We saw our little Roo via an ultrasound the other day, and I still can't believe there is a baby in there that will soon call me "mom".  There is so much magic in the world that I can't wait to show him/her and get to experience it all again through his/her eyes.  It is truly a miracle how life comes to be.  All the struggle, all the perseverance that is needed just to make it into this world.  I am beyond thankful.

Whew!  That feels good to be able to let the cat out of the bag, or rather the bun out of the oven:)

Thank you for reading this, and I hope you're having a great day!  Is there an end in sight to the cold weather where you are?  It was in the 60s this weekend, and I breathed in the warm air and let out a big sigh of relief.  Time to break out the shorts and flip flops!  I'm ready for spring.