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Family Update July 2015

Hi Everyone!  I hope you’ve all been well, I figure it’s time for another family update, I’m going to use these few minutes while I have them because it’s been BUSY around here!   We wrapped up the tiny house addition and renovation and it is still totally AWESOME!  The house feels so much lighter and airier! I particularly like the shower, I think I am going to like it even more in winter when things tend to start to feel dark and gloomy.

James and I hit our third anniversary.  Every year we take a snapshot of our life and we realized that we can probably put some breaks on some big life changes!  Here are our four images:

First Date
Our first date. We went to a RAW art show that I had a couple of friends showing their work at. We were pulled over on the way but got out of a ticket, had to be a good sign!
Year 1
Our first year, holding an image from our first date. The day we got Denver and shortly after I moved into the tiny house. Turns out it was also the day we got Hazel ;-).
Year 2
Our second year, Denver grew up! Hazel was about 3 months and we were living tiny!
Year 3
Our third year, Denver has chilled out a bit, Hazel is getting big and we are well into the making of #2, Mr. T(iny). Recently added an addition to continue living tiny!

So that’s good, we made it another year.  :)

So after we finished the renovation I set right into preparing my workshops.  Last week I got to present my first one, I was stoked to have so many people attend.  We had almost 300 people RSVP, I think about 200 actually showed up, it was a pretty full house!   I have three more sessions I’ll be presenting on, for more info they are outlined at
Session one of my tiny house series!

This first one was all about codes and picking the right trailer, we had some great questions, some really nice people and some members of the City even showed up to learn more, I think it was a success!  This Wednesday I will be presenting on Construction and Safety, then Systems and Utilities and finally Design!  It took me forever to comb through my head and actually put together some presentations in a coherent order but I am excited at how they have come together.  The events have been free to those able to show up BUT I was able to record them (and I am happy to say the first one recorded with no issues!).  I plan to edit them to something that will be helpful to those who may not be able to attend.  My whole goal was to make some free resources but at this point I am about $450 invested not including any of the time I spent putting them together or any of the time it’s going to take me to learn to edit and to edit the videos… I THINK I am going to have to put a small fee on the sessions but we will see what I can come up with.  I have been trying the ‘pay what you want’ model so that I don’t have to limit access to only those who can afford it…but… that isn’t actually working out so well.  With the baby coming I figure I need to at least break even!  But I SO hate charging!  We will see if I can get creative!

Speaking of resources and helpful tools, I put together some quick cut-outs a while back that others can download and use, you can get them HERE.   I get asked a bit ‘where to start’, AFTER you figure out your top ten things you must have this is my step two.  You can just get some regular old graph paper, one square = six inches, map out your trailer and put scaled objects into your house, that will give you a really good feel for how much space you need and how well you can fit your life into a tiny house.  It’s great to draw it on the graph paper but sometimes its easier to cut out the components and then you can move them all around and about quick and easy.  If you want to read more about this you can see my post at PlanningTiny, HERE.  If you want the cutouts they are HERE!



If you’re comfy with your design you can go straight to something like SketchUp but these are a good basic starting point to start figuring things out.  After you have your plan to a point you’re liking it I suggest taking the same graph paper and look at the outside/inside elevations too so that you can work out your window locations, roof style, and ceiling heights.  It will give you a pretty good understanding of your space.  from there you could go right into construction or you could take it to the next level and build a 3D or digital model.  These are great tools for showing others, maybe significant others, your ideas and getting them invested in the space too!

The kiddos

Hazel bell is pretty darn impressive these days, she’s at the point she tries just about every word we say out, a lot come out sounding like ‘candy’… Crayon=candy, etc.  We worked on ‘up’ for when she wants up (on my lap or on the counter to help me cook… cause she likes that), and we’ve also worked on ‘help’ when she needs something, they come out sounding exactly the same most of the time and she either needs help or wants up A LOT :).  She will bring me packages to open, or want me to help her put things back in boxes, it’s all pretty cute!  We are working on potty training, she LOVES it!  We got this book Potty

Totally worth the money!  She loves it, she will grab her book and go sit on her potty, she knows the story and ‘ohhhs’ and ‘ahhhs’ along with the story, every damn time, cracks me up! :)  It would be sweet if we could get her mostly potty trained before Mr. T(iny) gets here, but I am not totally sure if that will happen.   We need to just have a solid week to run around naked and ‘get it’.  Right now that is a tall order, I am pretty booked out until the end of August and I am perpetually more tired!  This being pregnant thing with a toddler is tough!  I am not planning anything for September though, hopefully we can make it happen then.  She is more than interested in the idea I just need to devote the time to make it work!  She is LOVING her room still and gets really excited to take her naps and go to bed and she is a smart little ball of attitude, this video pretty much covers her personality, she’s got a bit of the whole ‘little man complex’ :), poor Denver puts up with her:

I actually think Denver secretly likes her attention… though I think he was about ready for bed then.  It’s funny because that is about the fifth time she got him out of bed that way in a row.  He would lay down, she would run out of her room, get him up, lay down until he turned around then go back to her room.  He would look around all confused, forget about it and lay down only to relive the whole thing.  After the last one he just stood and looked at his bed, knowing he couldn’t lay down without her ‘teaching’ him but really wanting to just lay down… she’s a future dog trainer, or dog infuriator :).  He’s good to put up with her!  They are starting to play together which he is enjoying!

Mr. T(iny) is more and more active, I can’t figure out which one of the two has been more bouncy in utero, Hazel or him, I think he is gaining though.  You can sit and see him moving, kinda creepy!  His stats have been spot on the same has Hazel’s, week for week so far.  I am having a much less difficult time gaining weight, which I am actually grateful for.  I was worried with Hazel that I was not gaining enough, it was a stress that not many people have much sympathy for… but it is pretty stressful.  With her I actually lost a lot of weight to start and ended up not gaining a ton.  I definitely showed a lot sooner with Mr. T but have been shocked to find the gain was not nearly what it looked like!  At this point I am right on track and have gained almost 20 pounds at 30 weeks.  I hear that is right about where I am expected to be and I should be gaining 1/2-1 pound a week for the next ten weeks until he’s born.

I am not due until Oct. 4th but I have said since the beginning that I think he will be early, it may be wishful thinking but I still think so!  I’d LIKE him to be Sept. 21 because we have a solstice baby with Hazel, our anniversary is a solstice so it only makes sense he would be the fall solstice BUT I have the feeling it will be Sept. 29th, no real rational, that’s just my thoughts :).   I was expecting a HOT and miserable summer but it really hasn’t been bad at all.  I think I was more over heated with Hazel through the winter than I have been this go around.  It’s so weird just how different the two pregnancies have been.  To date things have not been bad at all, I am getting to the very uncomfortable point now though, I have been contemplating sleeping vertically in a chair… it’s just tough to get comfy laying down… I’m certain that will be happening before too long.  We are getting very excited to meet him though and I even think that Hazel ‘gets’ it a little.  I think she’s going to be a great big sister, she’s such a girly girl and loves ‘babies’, I think that will make things easier for sure.

Mom and I got some fabric to make Mr. T his baby quilt, Hazel’s was jungle animals, Mr. T’s is going to be woodland animals, fox, hedgehog etc.  I say mom and I but really it’s mom, we have a tradition that the grandmas make baby quilts, my turn will be soon enough, for now I will be the happy recipient!  Can’t wait to see how it turns out! :)

Last thing of note I suppose, we had Marc come out and take new photos of the place now that we are done with the renovation, I can’t wait to see them once he get’s them all processed!  We weren’t going to do it but it was about the best decision we made before to just document the accomplishment, we thought it was important to do that again!  I can’t wait to share them with you soon!  In the mean time I took a couple of my own just messing around with some apps and what not on my tablet, they are not great but they were kind of fun to do.

I hope you are all doing great!  Here are some random images:


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We’re Having A Baby – Part 2

Yup!  Here we go again!  I have no idea how pregnant I am but that happened… again:


Best I can tell is that I am between 4 and 12 weeks, that’s quite the large swath…  which is downright amazing to me, I know exactly when I got pregnant with Hazel because I was SICK immediately and ALL DAY.  I am definitely having different symptoms this go around.  Including those wild dreams you hear about, crazy and irrational food cravings and just a touch of ‘ucky’ in the afternoons, NOTHING like little miss H’s pregnancy.  I still don’t ‘get’  why some people claim to like being pregnant but I don’t ‘hate’ them for lying about it now either… so far things are pretty darn smooth…  Must be a boy :).

To handle the immediate question: No, we’re not moving out of the tiny house.  We ARE adjusting things to accommodate us better!   I get to go into this one knowing a little bit better ‘what kids need’ than the last so that is a big plus.  We are making some adjustments currently to make things a little more comfortable for the pregnancy.

Mainly, I am getting my king size bed back!! (I am currently sitting on it in my loft for the first time in over a year, SO excited!)  Hazel has just crawled out of her co-sleeper for months at this point and slept, mainly ON me… She’ll just span the gap until she has her own room in the extra two feet of comfy bed!  Don’t mind the mess, it is totally ripped apart currently as I am in the midst of a DEEP clean!

What was going to be a breeze got a little complicated, we were going to just swap out the mattresses but as I moved the mattress it smelled a little musty.  I looked and thought I saw mold.  I pulled up the floor board and saw a wet spot in the subfloor below… Total freak out.

I ended up ripping up my floor boards to see the damage only to find out in the end that the one little spot where I saw moisture was a ring of orange koolaid stain that happened when I was first pregnant with Hazel and hated the taste of water so I had to drink koolaid.  There was NO water damage.  All the mold I thought I saw was just dirt and feathers from my bedspread that had been collecting in the corners around the mattress.  So, no need to panic but now it’s nice to know things are working well and I have a brand new fresh subfloor and a very clean floor!  To handle the musty smell that just comes naturally having the mattress sit on the floor James and I designed a little frame for the mattress to sit on and still allow airflow below.  So now I will be sleeping in my UBER comfy king sized bed once more!  And Denver has his own comfy (9 inches of foam) bed to lay in, which he does, ALL. DAY. LONG.

Here are some fun shinanigans from our sleepover in the studio while we tore the tiny house apart yesterday!  Hazel’s smile is my favorite, goofball!

This week I will be going through the rest of the tiny house and giving it a DEEP cleaning and making sure things are holding up ok before we start our renovation, so that we can update anything we need to!  I’ve also been getting ideas together for Hazel’s room/baby nursery?  (maybe the first tiny house nursery, I’ve seen at least!).  I will definitely be doing some glow in the dark murals!  I am thinking this is the right paint?  Does anyone have experience with these?  I would love to know insider tips to make it awesome!  amazing-glowing-walls-art-murals-6Lastly, my mom turned 29 again!  We all got together and went out to eat.  I dressed Hazel in this shirt and waited to see how long it took for them to notice:

10262108_10100547358935504_1826218651213232550_nMom took three minutes, through a  hoodie mind you!  Dan and Jeff were about 20, Nate and Gia were at a disadvantage on seating arrangements but eventually saw it too! :)  Everyone is happy, most of all James and I.  Here is my wild and crazy mom being a good sport at dinner!

I hope you have all been having as much fun as we have!  All the best!



Baby Update Time!

So… I had a baby, finally! :) She is very astute and takes direction well, she came right on her due date which is apparently pretty rare.   I was sure she would come early but I was wrong…  Starting three weeks before her due date I was having pretty intense contractions, not Braxton Hicks, false labor contractions.  There is a difference!  False labor contractions hurt like the real thing but don’t progress labor, Braxton Hicks are mildly uncomfortable and don’t progress labor.  I clarify because it was frustrating to me to have such painful contractions and have them be called Braxton Hicks.  I’m fairly tough and don’t usually complain but those were uncomfortable.  I was glad to have that issue cleared up at the hospital.  So after three false labors in three weeks I finally transitioned over to real labor, it was terrifying but also welcome after five solid days of contractions no more or less than 10-12 minutes apart.  That got old, fast.  It was worse at night too so I didn’t get much sleep.  On the fifth night they got a little stronger and I had had just about enough but the timing was spaced too far apart for a hospital visit still.  I was lucky to be able to get a couple hours of a nap in earlier in the day because there was literally no sleeping on the fifth night.  I tried everything I could!

I had the suggestion to drink a half a glass of wine, which I did and then took a hot shower around 3am.  As soon a I got in the shower the contractions sped up, every other time the shower helped ease the pain.  By the time I was out of the shower contractions were 6-8 minutes apart but not letting up.  I was going crazy with no sleep so I woke James up to go to the hospital.  I was sure they would send me home telling me I wasn’t in labor but I thought at least then I could trick my head into thinking the contractions don’t really hurt and I would be able to get some sleep.  We got to the hospital around 4:30 in the morning and on the way there everything resembling a contraction completely stopped.   I felt dumb for heading in.  The hooked me up to the monitors for twenty minutes to get a baseline, not a single contraction.  The checked to see how far along I was, only dilated to 3 cm, same as my last check up the week before… I felt more sheepish… The had me get up and walk around for a while, while the shifts changed.  As soon as I started walking contractions were back on so I felt a little less sheepish.  James started timing them and they were just over 2 minutes apart.  We walked the halls for about 40 minutes, stopping every 2 minutes plus or minus and then went back to the room to be checked.  The new nurse came in, she hooked me back up to the monitor and I was relieved to see the contractions actually registering.  She was planning on sending me home because I wasn’t making any noises or acting like I was in labor but she checked me and I was dilated to 5 cm, so I was admitted.  Then things got real and I got scared but excited :).

James went home to make sure Denny had his bag packed (we didn’t do it before we left because I was pretty certain I would just be sent home!) and was ready to be picked up by my brother.  He got his food and toys together to go stay with Uncle Nater while we stayed at the hospital.  James was back by my side before I knew it.  I expected time to drag on but it actually went by very fast!  Every so often my nurse would check in on me but for the most part we were just left alone so I could labor as I wanted.  It was more privacy than I expected and very welcome as I like to do those sorts of things on my own, preferably without an audience.  My particular midwife happened to have the day off, her only day off that week so I had a stand-in midwife who was also awesome.  Both her and the nurse asked what I would like to do for pain management to which I replied ‘I have no idea how this will go, I’d like to try no meds but I am open to things changing if they need to’.  The nurse said that based on how I was coping with things so far she didn’t think I would have any issues with a natural birth, that was reassuring to hear!   She was awesome.  She explained to me how everything would feel so that when I got to each point I knew I was progressing just as I should.  She talked me through some contractions when I was getting closer to the end and I was panicking a bit and not relaxing in between as much as I should.   I had sort of expected labor to just be pure ‘hard’, it wasn’t, there were contractions which hurt but then there were breaks in between.  I noticed that so log as I could relax my body in between contractions (relax my shoulders and face, that was the best advice the nurse had for me!) I could rest enough to handle the next contraction, I just took it one contraction at a time for a couple hours until I was ready to start pushing the kid out!

A couple hours later there was a transition point that my body started to tell me to push, it was weird how it just switched over like that.   The midwife and the nurse came in and helped to talk me through what was going to happen, how it was going to feel and how I can make things easier and faster.  Since I was able to get this far without any drugs they said it would probably go much quicker since I could feel things better and could respond accordingly.  It was right about this point, JUST before the big event that I panicked a little (giving birth is scary, more in theory than reality I think… not to say it doesn’t hurt but TV sure builds things up too much!).  When I panicked I stopped relaxing in between contractions and that made them just compile on one and other and hurt a lot more!   At this point I asked the nurse if I could take anything to which she really just didn’t reply.  I took it as a no and went on my way with labor.   I’ m glad she handled it that way, I was close enough to the end that it would have been a shame to get an epidural at that point, I just didn’t know how close I was, I expected things to take longer… Poor James had planned on staying above the waist but he got pulled into helping and had to watch the whole thing!  I feel bad because honestly, that is not something I would want to see!  Some things can’t be unseen.  He took it like a trooper and even said he was glad he got to partake (I can’t understand why, honestly I don’t know if it is worse to be the one in labor or the one watching someone be in so much pain and not be able to do a thing to help!).  It felt like I was making no progress at all but after a relatively short 35 minutes of pushing MiniM was born!

To that point in my life I had never held a baby, I really hadn’t spent much time around kids at all, I honestly had no idea how I would feel the moment she was born.  I figured I would just go with it and see how things worked out though, nature has a way of making thing work out.   In Lamaze class I remember watching one of the videos and a lady was giving birth (surprise, right, in a lamaze class! ;-)) but when the baby was born the midwife was handing the baby to the new mother and she wasn’t grabbing her.  I thought that was so weird watching it and was thinking ‘why isn’t she grabbing her baby?’  Well, when MiniM was born she was purple and brownish, she had JUST come out and the midwife set her on my stomach and I thought about that video and I realized I was not grabbing my baby!  I was a weirdo too!  It turns out that was ok because her cord was wrapped around her ankles and I really couldn’t have grabbed her anyway until she was untangled so I didn’t look like a weirdo per-say but I had a moment of  ‘what do I do’ none the less!  As soon as she was untangled though the nurse brought her up to my chest for some skin to skin contact MiniM grabbed my hand and looked at my face, I was in love :).   The midwife and nurse both told me that as soon as she was here I wouldn’t even feel the pain, that was totally not true, it still hurt!  After she was here I asked for drugs, I didn’t want a natural birth for any magic reasons, I just wanted to limit the possibility of various interventions for MiniM’s sake, not for my own!  Once she was out it was fair game, I was happy to just get some Ibuprofen again though, that worked for me!

We ended up staying two days in the hospital since it was the weekend and the nurses encouraged it for first time parents, it was nice to be able to get all of my questions answered and feel pretty good about things before being thrown to the wolves on my own.  We are very lucky to have a very healthy and happy baby girl though!  There was a little scare with jaundice in the hospital but from what I understand that is pretty common and we were able to just scoot by without needing any assistance with that.  It was funny, I was basically on no sleep for several days but once she was here all I wanted to do was watch her.  I spent most of the first night awake just looking at her :).  It’s amazing how your body can just rise to the occasion and do what needs to be done and when you have such a sweet baby to look at you don’t even begrudge it in the least!  Denver ven likes her!  He had a funny look in his eye at first like he thought we got him a new stuffed animal to bat around but he quickly learned that she is not in fact a stuffed animal.  He’s pretty sure I am hurting her at every diaper change and gets concerned for her but lets me do my thing :).

So, that is why I have been a little absent, James and I have been thoroughly enjoying our new baby girl.  James has been a complete rock star helping out too.  I am pretty lucky for that, I am really glad that I made all that food prior to D-day though, it’s easy for James to heat it up and we get to eat fairly healthy meals!  Some of it has taken better to the freezer than others but it is far more nutritious than what I would be eating otherwise I’m sure!  James has been keeping the tiny house clean for us too.  MiniM has been visited by every aunt and uncle and grandparent too, what a lucky girl!  Turns out I am not so bad at this mom thing either, she seems to like me.  The milk coming in was a challenge, that wasn’t all that enjoyable but we are over the hump and feeding is going much better!  I am very glad to have the tiny house, it’s working out oh-so-well in all of this!

We are trying the best we can to keep MiniM’s identity and personal details somewhat private, there are plenty of people who read this that know all of her details but I’d like to ask that if you are one of them that you keep things like her specific birthday and name private and not out in the open.  I will still be referring to her as MiniM for this blogs sake :).

I meant to get this update out much sooner, and it probably could have been better but I am back at the point I was in the beginning of the tiny house build (babies are like tiny houses??) that it is probably better to get SOMETHING out instead of waiting until things are just perfect and not getting anything out.  So there you have it, the last minute post because first thing in the morning James, Denver, MiniM and I are hitting the road and making our way from Idaho to North Carolina for the Tiny House Conference!

Hope everyone is well!

Pregnancy Update!

I think I should probably do one of these now because I think it will be a baby update if I wait too much longer!  The little gremlin is making her way out soon, I’m sure of it!  I also want to apologize to those of you who have emailed me or left a comment that needs a reply, I haven’t been able to get back to them all just yet, I will try to very soon!  I usually try to answer my emails over the weekend but this weekend has left me doing other things before getting to them, if you have sent me an email or left me a comment I WILL get back to you, just as soon as I can!

MiniM is doing just great, I have complained a lot through this pregnancy (because much of it DOES suck!) but really things could be SO much worse.  I have been sick and miserable, and wanting of a lot of sweets but she is healthy and seems happy based on her constant dancing… I hope everyone’s ‘building of a person’ could go so smoothly!  In reality I would take a lot more if it assured me she was going to be healthy and happy!

The worst singular part to date (other than the CONSTANT nausea) is the second glucose test because I failed the first one by so much.  I had to take it again.  Nothing about that was terrible terrible, I mean I like sugary stuff but they take your blood and then make you drink this awful pure soda syrup crap then draw your blood every hour for three hours.  I’ve never been scared of needles at all, if I were it would have only been the icing on the cake next to the 5 hours of shakes and dry heaving (trying NOT to throw up so I didn’t have to do it all again!).  Through all of that MiniM was doing flips and having just as hard of a time.  I had taken my laptop in to get SOME work done while I waited the three hours but ended up not even being able to focus enough to do a thing.  AND I had to fast for it.  It really should be illegal to make a pregnant lady fast!  If that’s the worst of it that is not so bad.

There have been very few ‘cool’ parts up to this point but by far the coolest part is that I get the opportunity to know and bond with this little human being before anyone else!  She has a little schedule it seems (we still play before bed), she doesn’t get scared of things like she used to (I let/encourage Denver to bark so that noise won’t set her off later).  She is mostly pretty quiet until it’s just her and I and then she gets playful, and she gets the hiccups a lot!  Lately she has started sucking on her thumb I think, there is a weird rhythmic motion she seems to make right before she gets quiet.   That stuff is pretty cool and hasn’t really started until the last couple months or so.

It’s funny how completely terrified you are in the beginning of all the things your body will have to endure but by the time you get this far along you are ready for whatever, you could literally cut me open and I would be ecstatic just to eventually know that I will heal and will be able to lay down again, someday, comfortably!  Last night I ‘slept’ upright again in a recliner because that was as comfortable as I could get.  That is of course the most uncomfortable thing on my recently broken back… it is a miserable balance most of the time on how I am going to be able to get enough sleep to sustain my next round of ‘things’ to do.   The great news, I am done working for a while at my day job!  I still have other things to do and get done that I will fit in my schedule but stopping working now helps for SO many reasons.  Again, it involved sitting for 8 hours a day which KILLED my back.  The biggest part though was that I haven’t been able to get to really real sleep for the last several weeks until 5:30-6:00am… and then was woke up to go to work at 8… to which I could never seem to be on time! I can sleep and stay asleep now when I am actually asleep… that is until she’s born…

So, one week ago on Sunday I was woken up at 2am with a really bad stomach ache.  I was dazed, a bit confused and then I realized that must be a contraction.  I got up and walked around to make it feel better, I was literally doubled over, it was awful (just wait… I know :) )!  It didn’t go away at all with my walking so I just waited it out and tried to relax through it, which is hard to do when your body is rebelling so hard!  It lasted 6 minutes, I know because I looked at the clock when I woke up and then it just stopped and I decided I should go back to bed and get some rest.  If it kept happening then being rested was the best thing for me.  Two hours later the same thing happened, except I had to RUN to the bathroom, I felt like every single piece of everything in me was about to explode out… another 6 minutes and I was going back to bed.  Then, nothing.   Just two really bad Braxton Hicks contractions.   So I have been on alert since about a week ago.  No real ‘nesting’ kicking in, just being a bit alert.  On Tuesday was my latest midwife exam (I am on to weekly exams until she gets here now), my midwife asked if I had any contractions I said ‘yep!’ (she has asked me this before to which I replied ‘I don’t know, I think so’… met with a joking eye-roll :) ).  She laughed and said THAT’S how we know its progressing, and that it was a good sign.  She listened to MiniM’s heart-rate (it’s perfect 130) and took my belly measurement.  It should be about 1 cm a week from week 20 on up to about 40 cm, my last measurement was 39 and this time it was 32.  I was a bit confused about that but she said she dropped and was now engaged in my pelvis and ready for action any day now.  I think her moving into place must have been what that Sunday night business was all about.  My midwife thinks it’s any day now, whenever my body says go.  She said most first time moms go to 41-42 weeks but I may be one of the lucky ones that get’s out of this a little early!  I am at 37 weeks which is perfectly acceptable, if I go into labor they won’t stop me.  The main concerns are only that MiniM hasn’t grown her brown fat that helps regulate her body temperature so after birth, they would make sure she’s eating and staying warm, other than that no worries.

So that was awesome news!  Which brings me to Friday.  Friday was my last official day of work.  It still hasn’t really hit me that I won’t be going back tomorrow morning… I have a whole list of other to-do things to do but it will just be weird to not go to the office.  So Friday, I wake up and head to work.  I sit down and instantly start having contractions.  Nothing too terribly painful and not too close together.  I just keep tabs on things and we are talking 2-3 contractions per hour lasting the entire time I was at work and a couple hours after, then they seemed to slow down a bit.  They were still there but maybe 1-2 an hour.  I decided on Friday that I had better go get her some clothes and stuff ready in case so I drove home and headed to my folk’s place to get a few loads of laundry done (I do have a washer/dryer but I find I don’t use it too much, laundry is a good excuse to visit!).   I head out there and visit/hang out and then head home to do a little more work.  The contractions continue throughout all of Saturday too, not getting any more or less in frequency or intensity.  Saturday night I did not sleep at all.  I was upright in my chair, pissed off at the world that I could not get an ounce of shut-eye, Denver was sleeping like a little princess and I just wanted to shake him awake so I didn’t have to be up all night alone!  Finally, at almost 9 this morning I was able to get to sleep and slept until noon.  When I woke up there were no signs what-so-ever of labor.  Short story, it’s been a weird weekend and I think I am going to have a kid soon but I have no idea!  

I have been nervous to be alone so I have made poor James drive all over with me, we went and got all those items on my ‘need-to-get-before-baby-comes’ list.  He has been working his butt off to tie up some of his projects so he can hang with MiniM AND spent the weekend building Denver a fence so that I don’t have to keep my eye on him with my hands full of newborn.  It will be so nice to be able to let him outside to play without having to be there with him constantly (to date we haven’t had a fenced area for him).

And today, was a burst of energy for the nesting! I have literally started at the top/ceiling of my house and have been working my way down DEEP cleaning everything (I no longer have Denny slobber on my ceiling…).   Yeah!

I hope everyone is well, if I am offline for a little while now you know why! :)

Parties, Birthdays and Thank Yous!

I have had a fun week! I just wanted to do some quick updates of all the things I’ve been doing lately! We have been busy with family stuff, my work office moved and I’ve been getting set up there, it’s been a fairly smooth transition since we’ve been working off the cloud mostly, pretty ‘plug-and-play’ so that’s great!

I have to say a big THANK YOU to Alina also. She got MiniM SO much awesome stuff that was on our list. It is so shocking to get gifts in the mail from people, I cannot believe the generosity, it is amazing. It makes me want to pay it forward in every way I can. Thank you so much, we will gt lots of good use out of your kindness!

A big happy birthday to Nater last weekend and my mom this Sunday (and aunt Zelda)!

MiniM and I had our appointment, we are on to an appointment every two weeks now. I took the one hour glucose test and failed it, by A LOT, I was supposed to be under 130 and I was at 185… I guess they don’t even re-test at 190, they just treat you for gestational diabetes. As it were I did get to re-test with a 3 hour glucose test, that turns out is a terrible test! The start by drawing blood, then I have 5 minutes to drink what is essentially soda pop concentrate and then they draw my blood every hour for three hours. For the five hours after drinking the crap I went form varying states of dry heaving (thankfully or I would have had to come back and do it again!), getting the shakes, breaking out in cold sweats and the sugar crash was awful! I think MiniM was having just as hard of a time with it as I was. I brought my laptop ad was trying to work but it’s pretty tough when you are not in control of your body. Uck it was a gross feeling. I am very happy to say I passed though! My blood-work, even though it was REALLY high at the one hour came back within the range in the three hour test so no specialists needed and less worries about huge babies to deliver. I’m pretty relieved to not have gestational diabetes. If I never have to take another test like that though that is ok with me! Other than that she is measuring just perfect, I am measuring at 33 cm and she is in her last growth spurt, I swear I am bigger every morning when I wake up! I feel gigantic and I still have 6-8 more weeks (I think she’ll be a little early :) ). It’s pretty funny how at the beginning I was so scared of how it’s going to go, labor is terrifying… this far in the process I am so uncomfortable all the time, I can’t wait to get her out, I’m totally ready! :)

With that, here are some pictures, I hope everyone has a great week and happy Superbowl! :)

Update 1.9.14 Mostly Preggo Stuff…

Just about done with the co-sleeper, now that there are 9-10 weeks left until I get to meet MiniMiller, I am feeling good that she will have a place to sleep when she gets here!  Mom is busting away on her quilt also!  MiniMiller is getting huge (I STILL don’t have an updated belly picture, I’m sorry, I hate cameras and it’s not super high on my list to stage a photo of myself :) ).  I have gained 18 pounds in the last 7 months though. ALL in the belly.  I am not yet at my highest weight ever (that freshman 15 was a little more for me!).  I will be passing that here shortly though, I am supposed to gain a pound a week from here on out.  I have no idea where I am going to fit 10 more pounds and no idea how I will be able to put on my socks either!  It is already like trying to get dressed around a basketball!  I will work it though, millions of women have in the past!   I have finally started with the food cravings, so far, at odd hours of the night I have decided that I absolutely NEED a raspberry cream cheese danish and Gushers (not just any fruit snack, it HAS to be strawberry Gushers…).  I ALSO, finally, got to take part in these crazy realistic pregnancy dreams, I had a awesome dream the other night that I got to meet MiniMiller, that went really well, definitely a very happy dream :), it could also have been that Denver let me sleep the entire night!  I don’t even remember the last time I didn’t have to get up at least a couple times either for him or to pee, it’s been MONTHS!

James and I started Lamaze class as well, I never know how those sorts of things will go, a lot really depends on your ‘teacher/instructor’, we lucked out and got a cool one!  She’s funny, she enjoys her job, and you can tell, also, very educational!  Not only that, I am really glad that I picked the situation I did, going through a midwife but still tied to the hospital was a good call (just in case there are any complications with that recently broken back and all…).  I have read enough (or perhaps have intentionally NOT read some things :) ) to feel pretty comfortable going into this at this point.  If there is one thing consistent about me it is that I trust nature, a lot more than myself and this is really a pretty natural thing!  People’s terrible birth stories make me nervous and people being nervous for me make me nervous, so just don’t do those things around me for a few more weeks please! :)  Honestly, I have had really good feelings about everything for the duration (other than the being sick as a dog stuff, I don’t have good feelings about that), I think everything will go really smoothly, I have taken care of us both and I think she will be healthy and everyone will be happy and well.  She seems to be right on point for everything, heartbeats, moving around, gaining weight, etc., it all FEELS normal.   Either way I think it is important to go into the ‘big day’ very positive and hopeful rather than terrified (there there is a good amount of that as well, I assure you! but I’m choosing to focus on the good parts). I feel like things will work out for the best, and one way or another she is coming outta there, and soon!   I do think she may come a little bit early, that MAY just be hoping though on my part because it would be nice to take more than 20 mins between bathroom visits! :)  In case you ever wondered, it is JUST as uncomfortable as it sounds to have a human head (a small one, sure, but still) lodged in your pelvis.  Also, in case you are wondering, it’s WAY harder to build a human than it is to build a house… if your wife/partner built you a baby, buy her some cheesecake, she deserves it! :)

I hope everyone is well!  Here are some pictures:


’10 Reasons Why I Shouldn’t Have Babies’

This is a hilarious post I just remembered writing while driving in my filthy car this morning… I wrote this almost three years ago at the request of a good friend.  It makes me laugh, sadly, it’s still mostly true, only that’s ok, I will get better at those things that I need to! :)

In response/request to Mari…
1.  I was 20 before I even had a responsibility as big as a purse, I still leave my purse in nearly every store, cubby or refrigerator… let alone the things that should be IN the purse, there are sometimes no way of knowing where my keys are… imagine those skills with an infant…

2.  I am selfish with my time, there are points I cannot stand being around people, any people, and I run and hide where ever I can to get away… pretty sure you can’t do that with a kid…

3.  Kids cry.  I don’t like crying.

4.  I like to poop by myself… and also, the only butt I tolerate wiping is my own.

5.  I make babies cry, see #3. 

6.  My car is typically too dirty to fit any type of a child safety device in.  Its a fend for yourself environment.

7.   I am fidgety, and bounce shake and move constantly, I am pretty sure shaking a baby constantly is bad, or so I’ve heard.

8.  My nutrition for myself consists primarily of ramen noodles, burritos and occasionally some Mac and Cheese, while I am sure most kids would love these options I am pretty sure a growing body needs more than that to stay alive.

9.  I have a very short attention span… not even long enough to sit through a whole movie…

10.   I wouldn’t know how to occupy a child without candy…

The solution to all of these woes… adopting a 12 year old.  They can already wipe themselves, sit upright all by themselves, have their own activities, can order the take out as needed AND can mow the lawn for me!  Sold! :)