not in pig latin

something about the end of a pregnancy makes me daydream about new pretty things.  I make-believe a future where I can pull off any look I please, simply because I am no longer pregnant. 


and I wear things like


this


or these, in coral


or these*, in whiskey


or this, in tobacco 


and maybe, just maybe, even this


and these too.  


also, if I could just have zooey deschanel's entire wardrobe in "new girl" that would be lovely. 




*this link isn't working correctly. heels and wedges, second row, fourth over. second to none. 

in wild discussion

super cute dinosaur onesies my good and talented friend Julie made me

we are looking forward to the long weekend around these parts. we tackled the grocery store this morning and got all the goods we would need for the holiday fare. although I got a lot of funny looks ... perhaps they thought I was trying to smuggle a turkey under my sweatshirt? (iamquitelarge) a festive dinner with our good friends the Allreds is sounding like the perfect way to spend the day. low-key, fun, and delicious. plus Laura said I could utilize their couch for lounging, as I am prone to do these days. 


little son is low. I can feel his head in delicate places (toomuchinformation) and we (himandi) chat all day long about his impending arrival. I am feeling fairly ready, with just a few lingering things on my to-do lists. (ihavemultiplelists)  I can hardly wait to meet him, but I really would like to eat and rest over the weekend, spending oodles of time with jeff. (turkeystuffingpieandhubs) then really, he can come any ol' time and that would be fine by me. 

boo.

halloween '11; spooky witch and cinderella

I am a mixed bag of emotions these days. 

I can simultaneously be overwhelmed with the love and joy of my growing babe, and frustrated to tears with the pain and exhaustion of my heavy belly. 

I keep going back and forth between resigning myself to not being able to do it all, and que sera, sera, to feeling pressure and stress and panic about having a huge to-do list and the lack of energy and capability to complete it all. 

sometimes I can't wait to introduce the girls to their baby brother, and give jeff his son to hold. other times I am so afraid of adding a newborn to my brood of two small children. 

I am calm, peace-filled, and restful one moment, and I am irritated, nervous, and tired the next. 

and then I feel like crying because I am such a crazy person. 

I guess the bright side is, little son will come eventually, regardless of what I do. time goes on and situations change and that is the nature of things. 

hiccups

it is a blustery day. 

a cloudy, grey, cold, rainy, blustery day. 

and we are loving it. 

we all went to the baby doctor this morning. the whole family, all five of us. (five!) of course, one of us (little son) was in utero. baby looks great. his "heart beep" as petra calls it, sounds perfect. the doctor asked if I could feel him moving regularly, and at the same moment I could feel him shifting and stretching in my belly. "yes." I smiled. then we came home and watched the wind and rain strip the leaves off the trees in our back yard. and now little son has the hiccups.


for the moment, all is well. 


.......


my deepest thanks to veterans who fight and have fought for all to be well, in places all over the world. 

walk and fall

we like walks on crisp fall days around here. sunny afternoons that still have a chill are high up on my list of favorite things. as are fiery red leaves. of course, our walks are a lot shorter these days thanks to little-son-in-the-oven, but we still get out for quick walk-abouts now and then. 

oh and that belly shot of my brand new TOMS (love'em) is misleading. I can't actually see my feet just by looking down. I had to pull my belly way back to even see the tips of my toes. my view is pretty much eclipsed by the growing womb. the other day I had my pants on backwards for a full twenty minutes before I figured it out by catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror...