Lucy’s Birth Story (Part 1)…

is finally here!

I have been meaning and wanting to write this post for quite a while but finding the time I know it deserves is a bit tricky these days! So it’s 8:30 on a Sunday night, Geo is downstairs strummin’ away on his guitar, Lucy is sleeping and I’m in bed with some HGTV playing in the background – I’m feeling like this is as good a time as ever to write this down.

Lucy’s due date was March 3rd, 2016 and I just knew she wouldn’t make her appearance until after that (mama’s intuition kicked in a littler early, I guess). I had wrapped up most work items by then but had a few things left on my to-do list including renewing my license which I did one day before I went into labor (jeesh do I regret doing that — my face in my license pic is swollen like woah!). And the nursery was ready and welcoming πŸ™‚

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On Wednesday March 9th I woke up around 4 am with some cramping and thought “I know it’s going to get worse than this BUT what if it doesn’t?! I could totally handle this.” ha ha ha. I crept downstairs and knowing it was the beginning, decided to embrace the peace and quiet and watched the chick flick, Serendipity. Geo woke up a few hours later and we called my midwife to let her know we thought this was it. She told us to start timing the contractions and that’s when we realized we were probably still a ways away from delivering little lucy :p

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We spent the day relaxing (as much as I could anyways) and tried to keep ourselves busy. We went to the driving range where geo hit a bucket of balls, we visited Geo’s mom and took in the beautiful and unseasonably warm winter day. We called my mom and she made her way to the Scituate Harbor Inn, a small hotel just a few streets down from our home. By the time we got home my mom was there, making us dinner πŸ™‚ I remember wanting to eat but really having no appetite (something I wasn’t expecting would happen). I then showered, got comfy and sat on the floor so my mom could braid my hair, which is something she hadn’t done in a very long time – it was perfect. Geo got us some ice cream and I decided it was time to get into bed and get some sleep.

Well, this is a story about labor so it shouldn’t be surprising when I say that I did not get any sleep. EEKs. Labor started to really progress that Wednesday night and by 4 am on Thursday morning I was in active labor. Our amazing midwife from South Shore Midwifery, Nicole, came and checked me and I was about 3 cm dilated. I remember thinking I should have been much farther along and was feeling a little disappointed. Nicole headed home to pack up her stuff and George and I just started to ride it out and realized things would get much more intense before we got to hold our babe πŸ™‚

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Grateful for: A snowy weekend in Scituate! We had lots of plans that we unfortunately had to cancel but it was kind of nice to stay in, do some cooking, catch up on house stuff AND work on my blog πŸ™‚

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Why Is It That…

everything can be thrown to complete shit but as long as I’ve done a load of laundry I feel like I’ve had a successful day?

There is literally no better feeling than putting a load of laundry into the washer… pure happiness.

And yes, this is truly what my hair has looked like all afternoon. Thank god for my non-judging neighbor and for a daughter who’s not old enough to roll her eyes at me (yet!).

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One other thing I need to make note of is… George is watching The Bachelor with me! Yep. It’s happening and it totally made my day (that and getting some laundry done :p). Today was a busy, tiring and stressful day for me but it was really nice to end it watching stupid tv with Geo and being silly – I’m thinking we need more of these nights!

Grateful for: A quiet and sweet moment with Lucy this morning. Early day snuggles are the best!

I Love When…

I take a look-see through my husbands photos and see these two pop up in a matter of seconds… what the? Why?! Wah.

At least he accepts my love for food :p

He slightly redeemed himself with this one… slightly.

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This time in London and exploring Europe has been such an amazing experience for us. I hope we keep up our adventurous spirit when we return back to the states πŸ™‚

Grateful: For our wonderful babysitter, Jenny. It’s so nice to hear her chatting, singing and reading to miss lucy lou πŸ™‚

How Cool Are We?

We got this whole selfie thing DOWN.

Ha. Someday we’ll be cool. Someday.

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Grateful: For the construction worker who saved the day! Lucy and I went to get coffee this morning only to realize we were locked in the apartment. The keys had been left in the door from the outside (oops!). Geo called down to the man who was on the street and voila, he came up and we were saved!! Phew, close call.

Yes, I slept in the dress I wore all day.

Friday night was:

A screaming baby from 8 to 10 pm.

A screaming baby from 1 to 2:30 am.

A screaming baby from 4:30 to 6 am.

Saturday day was:

Feeding baby.

Travel.

Sightseeing.

Shhing to sleep.

Playing.

Repeat x 4.

Saturday night was:Β 

A screaming baby from 6 pm to 9:30 pm.

So yes, as my little one (Lucy who is now 6. 5 months old!) finally fell asleep on top of me I quickly realized I would not be changing into my comfy pjs (aka: an oversized t-shirt) but would instead be sleeping in a pull-over dress I’d worn all day; one that had spit-up, drool and snot from a sick baby on it. None of that bothered me though, it didn’t even make me flinch. All that mattered was Lucy was comfortably sleeping and that meant mama would be doing the same, shortly (minus the “comfortably” πŸ™‚

*Warning: Sleeping in a wire framed bra is not recommended. #ow

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Grateful: For how wonderful this little one was during our 3 hr+ car ride home today. Making mama proud.

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Things around here

So last weekend I finally checked “organize the cabinets” off the to-do list and boy does it feel good. It was one of those things that needed to be done, badly, but I kept putting it off becuase I knew it’d be a huge project and it was, it really was. By the end of it I was exhuasted and maybe even a little grumpy, but mostly I was just relieved. I’m pretty happy with the end result and especially excited about my “go-to” draw that has one of everything that we use on a daily basis. Now rather than going from one drawer/cabinet to the next for those regular, just the two of us meals we can just go to one.

Later in the week I decided it was time to pull out the holiday decor and wow, I did not hold back!

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Lastly, my sister and I came home from dinner to finish our gingerbread house… only we couldn’t because half of it’s roof was mysteriously missing! Mr. Bates, you look rather guilty! πŸ™‚

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This is what happens when…

you’re nearly 7 months pregnant and need a chocolate fix. Brownies are made from scratch. And then your husband accuses you of lying and saying they must be from a box… (nice, real nice Schwartz).

Why would I need to lie about that – look how insanely easy it is to make them: http://www.food.com/recipe/betty-crocker-fudge-brownies-homemade-496992. It took 5 minutes. Why does everyone buy them in a box?!

They were delicious. So delish I may need to wander back downstairs right now and get a little piece before I hit the hay (shhh, let’s see if I can do it without the hubby noticing! he he he).

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PS. This article really hit home with me. Worth the read!