Our marriage turned three! We had a ‘favorite things day,’ where we packed as many of the things that we love doing together (and eating together) into one epic day of celebration, and it was glorious. We slept in, made our favorite greek yogurt pancakes (that we actually made every Saturday for the first year of our marriage) and exchanged our annual anniversary letters. We then trekked down to the new central library, which may sound lame, but we live in a hipster cool city, so this library is freaking amazing. It’s six stories, with this modern staircase that looks all the way down to the ground floor, rooms and rooms of interactive objects, start-ups who basically squat there because they can’t afford office space, wraparound balconies that overlook downtown, and you know, books. We stopped on the fifth floor to have a little reading time in some of their comfy modern chairs, and I had the added benefit of resting my book on my jumping bump. We even ran into our very hip friends there, who were doing the same thing (visiting the new library, not resting a book on their baby bump). Except they walked from their downtown highrise apartment. Hence the hipness.
After the library, we headed about a mile down to the road to visit the bench where we had our first date and got engaged, then made a quick trick to Trader Jo’s for pizza making supplies and ice cream (favorite things, very important). Will spotted Madison from Fear the Walking Dead, because he is a celebrity magnet, and I missed her, because I am a celebrity… repeller? Non-seer? Will has spotted Tim Riggins from Friday Night Lights not once but TWICE in Austin. And I’M THE ONE who has a t-shirt with his face on it. Life is not fair.
In the evening, we made pizza, and went to see I, Tonya. It was such a fun, low key day and so special to think that this is the last one we will celebrate just the two of us!
I mentioned recently that I started working as a stylist for Stitch Fix in November, which means I am working from home. Will and I had to move the desk we share for work/his studying into our bedroom recently to make room for the baby’s stuff, so I did a little revamp on our home office. I know having a desk in your bedroom is kind of a sleep/work-life balance no-no, but I love it. The desk is functional and (relatively) minimal. It’s filled with things I love to look at, and is such a beautiful, clean, happy space that I honestly enjoy sitting there, working away.
Alos, how gorgeous are these prints from my friend, Michelle’s shop?
The two on the right were Christmas gifts from my Mom and Will, and Michelle graciously gifted us the one of the left, i.e. the famous seagull painting that is Will’s favorite thing in the world and he has not stopped talking about since he first laid eyes on it.
Last week, my Dad came over and we painted our guest room/the soon to be nursery. I have lamented the unfortunate choices of paints color in our apartment to pretty much anyone who will listen for the last two years: white (great), sage green (fine, but doesn’t really match my style), light brown (WHAT?) and this yellow/green/brown that is only in the spare bedroom and makes me physically angry to look. Well no more!!! Thanks to my Dad’s expert hand (and my just ok hand) it looks SO.MUCH.BETTER.
My Dad is for sure the best. We used the Glidden Diamond low VOC/zero odor paint in flat white and it was legit. I have done a fair amount of painting in my day, and I could not believe how little this paint smelled and how quickly it dried.
Also, I needed painting clothes that fit my pregnancy body, so I borrowed an old pair of Will’s jeans and an old shirt of my Dad’s. I couldn’t button Will’s pants, so I kind of had to fold them over and waddle around to keep them up… making me look strangely reminiscent of Eddie Murphy in The Nutty Professor.
Next up: decorating!! I have picked blush pink, navy, grey and gold for the colors, but that’s about as far as I’ve gotten.
Oh, and this guy is a must:
Speaking of the nursery, a little pregnancy update: I have a week to go until I’m in my THIRD trimester. It some ways it feels like ‘finally!!’ and it some ways like ‘how did this happen??’ but I’ve come to the conclusion that may be everything with raising a child.
Main pregnancy symptoms (that I think you want to know about, some are a lil more intimate than what I feel comfortable posting about on the internet) include feeling baby girl move around all day, which is so fun, and randomly feeling like I am going to faint/vomit, which is not so fun. I get tired more easily. I need to eat more often, though not necessarily more food. I don’t actually feel like my appetite has gotten bigger, I just enjoy food more now. And I really enjoyed food before. My belly itches.
Most regrettably, I feel like I am losing my dang mind. I can’t remember anything. Words don’t compute. Math is even harder for me than it used to be. I was 30 MINUTES LATE to lunch with a friend on Monday because… I don’t even know why. I just … time… didn’t register. Or something. It was awful. I felt like the rudest person in the world (she was particularly gracious but can you imagine waiting 30 minutes?).
I was buying a bottle of wine right before Christmas to take to a friend’s house for dinner and FORGOT MY OWN BIRTHDAY.
The interaction went something like this:
Cashier: Date of birth?
Me: Um, July. The third … the third day in July. 19…
Cashier: Do you have your ID?
Me: I’m sorry, I’m pregnant.
Cashier: *glances pointedly at wine as I fish out my ID*
Me: It’s not for me… I’m… I’m 30.
Cashier (handing my ID back to me): Mmmkay. Have a nice day!
Also, I finally read a pregnancy book, and they said it’s normal. But it seems like a weird thing to have happen to you when you’re about to be solely responsible for another human being, right? IDK, just a thought.
All that to say: it’s all fine. I have had a super easy pregnancy so far, all things considered, and I am so grateful to be healthy and to have a healthy baby. The Lord has protected me and little Charlotte and honestly, a few minor inconveniences like an itchy belly and a constant need to pee are NOTHING compared to getting to have a baby grow inside of you. I’m hoping to carry this attitude with me into the final stretch (literally). I hear this is when things get cray.
We have had some crazy weather here in Austin the past few weeks, including snow before Christmas and a pretty serious ice day this past week. And by ‘pretty serious’ I mean it was 19 degrees at 7 in the morning. So, you know, we didn’t leave the house all day and the city basically shut down. It has given me a lot of sympathy for people who live in actual cold climates and have to bundle up everyday/deal with ice and snow on a regular basis. Because we spent Christmas in Colorado, I was forced to purchase some actual winter footwear, and I am so glad I did. I got these babies from Target on sale during Black Friday and they have kept me from busting my bottom numerous times:
They won’t necessarily keep your feet warm, but they will keep them dry, and they are definitely non-skid. If you too live in a climate that is suddenly experiencing random ice town weather, and you want to protect your bottom from busting, get yourself some!!
Whew! That’s all I’ve got for now. Happy Weekend, everyone!