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A really good day.

7 Nov

I have lots of pictures to post from Halloween and Clara’s birthday party.  I will try to do that this week, but today, I am just having a really good day.

I had coffee and creamer in the house this morning, so my coffee was fantastic, which always makes for a better morning.

Clara and I headed out to the gym, and even though it was a tough workout, it felt good to be back.  I have a goal in mind, and I’m slowly but surely making my way there – between eating right and working out, I’ve lost about 50lbs since having Clara, and I am finally starting to feel like myself again.

Mondays are our long days without Joel, which doesn’t always make for lots of fun, but today we met up with Heather and little Lulu at the playground.  Clara absolutely LOVES to be outside, but since our yard isn’t exactly conducive to running around and playing, we have to find other places.  Someday we will have grass and a sandbox and a swingset, but for now we will frequent the parks to get our outdoor fix.  Anyway, it was a gorgeous day, the fall colors perfectly set against the carolina blue sky.  I love it.  Fall is definitely my favorite season.

The kiddos loved playing together at the park.

A little young for showing off that midriff… but I can’t buy shirts long enough to cover her belly!  She has a loooooong torso!

Clara thinks she’s so big!

We must have worn Clara out with all that playing and sand-eating, because she fell asleep right as we pulled in the driveway at home.  She never stays asleep when I take her out of the car anymore, but miracle of miracles, she did today.  She laid her little head down on my shoulder and passed right out again when I took her out of the car and stayed asleep all the way inside and up the stairs into her bedroom.  I had a sentimental and nostalgic moment from when she was a tiny baby and used to sleep on my chest, and just sat down in the glider in her room with her in my arms, head on my shoulder, and sat there with her for about 30 minutes.  Best 30 minutes of my day.  Hands down.  I miss my tiny, snuggly, sleepy baby girl, but my active, wild little 13 month old hardly ever slows down enough to snuggle anymore.  I have to take the chances when I can get them.

That is the anatomy of a happy day.

Welcome to Holly Springs!

18 Nov

Well, hello there.

A couple weeks ago I was so on a roll with posting on this blog.  3 posts in a week?!!

And then moving week came, and I don’t think I touched my computer for about 5 days straight.  Seriously, didn’t touch it.

It was kind of nice.  But let me fill you in on our week.

Monday I spent most of the day packing up the food from our pantry, our bathroom stuff, cleaning supplies, and some clothes.  I packed a bag with clothes for each of us so that we could find at least SOMETHING once everything was in boxes.  I went and bought paint for the living room wall, nursery, and dining room.

Tuesday we closed on the new house!  After closing, we came down here and started painting the accent wall in the living room.  The winning color?  Determined Orange!  We got about half of the wall painted that night, but with Clara with us, it was kind of difficult to get more than that completed.  With only half the wall done, I wasn’t sure about the color, but decided to finish painting it and live with it a while to see how it felt.

Because, you see, I have a problem.  I am a serial painter.  If you’ve been following this blog for a while, you know that right before Joel and I got married, we started to work on the house he owned.  One of our first projects? Painting the downstairs.  I picked out what I thought would be a beautiful combination of navy blue for the kitchen and butter yellow for the living room/dining room.  But once they were on the walls, it looked more like primary colors in a kids daycare than navy and butter.

I hated it.  And I cried.

And then we picked out new paint.  Dark grey for the kitchen, white paint for the cabinets, and green for the rest.  And it was much better.  Some people thought I was crazy for painting the cabinets, and I get that.  But they were cheapo builder spec cabinets and looked terrible, so I didn’t feel too bad about it.  It was a much bigger project than I expected, but eventually we got it done.

Anyway, back to the present.

Wednesday I packed some more, and my dad came to Raleigh in the afternoon.  We loaded up some things and came down to the house.  Once the orange was done, it looked much better, and I love it.  Love it.  Bravo to Candice Lanning for suggesting that color.  It’s beautiful!  We worked at the house until about 9, and headed back to Raleigh.

Thursday was packing day.  Joel headed off to school, and my dad came down here to work on some more things.  Three dudes from Allied moving showed up at my door at about 8:30.  They were super nice, and after a quick tour of the house, got right to work.  And let me tell you, they work fast!  Everything in the whole house was in boxes by 12:30!!  Our friend Debby came to help supervise the packers when I had to leave at 11 to be at the new house for the tv, phone, and internet guys to come hook everything up.  We spent the rest of the day working on taping Clara’s room and the dining room along with a few other things.

Friday was moving day.  The Allied guys came and carried all our stuff up our steep driveway and onto the truck.  They had it all done by about 12:30, and were off on their way to the new house.  There’s still a lot of work to be done at the old house – patching nail holes, touching up paint, repainting a couple of rooms, and general cleaning.  But I’m so glad to be out of there.

Joel recruited some friends to come help us unbox after the movers finished unloading, and by the end of the night on Friday we had maybe 15 boxes left in the whole house.  Thanks for the help if you came by that night!  We appreciate it!  I was completely exhausted, and probably not very social, so sorry about that.

As a side note, the paint we used was from Sherwin-Williams.  Never again.

Seriously, never again.  Their top of the line paint took 5 coats to cover in both the living room and the dining room, and not once did their employees ever suggest that I use a primer.  I picked their paint, thinking that they are a professional paint store – it should be good stuff.  But really, it just turned out to be expensive, and frustrating.

I’m tempted to write one of those letters to the store manager.  You know, the kind they get and never read.  But for some reason it makes you feel better.

Or not.

Anyway, our families were here to help us over the weekend, and we never could have gotten everything done without them.  Including the 11 coats of paint that were required to paint the dining room, accent wall in living room, and Clara’s room.  That’s right.  So thanks, parentals!  We love you!

I love Holly Springs so far!  We aren’t too far from Raleigh to get back when we need to, and in Apex, there’s a whole shopping center full of just about everything you could ever want.  We’ve met most of our direct neighbors, and they are super nice.  One of them even brought us brownies.  I can’t remember the last time I knew my neighbors.  Well, that’s a lie.  I can.  It was when I was a kid in Wilmington.  The elderly lady next door was really sweet, and my great aunt and uncle lived down the street.  But all my friends lived in a neighborhood across town.  I’m looking forward to having conversations with my neighbors as I go out to get the mail, inviting them over for dinner, having our kids play together…



ps. pictures of the new house to come.  there is NOTHING on the walls yet… but if I wait for that, you may never see pictures.  I have this theory.  Once you get all the pictures hung, that’s when you move again…

False Alarms or I Hate Braxton-Hicks

20 Sep

I have a little post about a minor scare we had last week, but I think I will save it until she is here, safe and sound. For some reason, it just seems weird to post it now. Suffice it to say, all is well, baby girl is fine and healthy, and has cute chubby cheeks and pouty lips according to the mini-ultrasound we had on Thursday.

I so thought we were having a baby on Saturday.

I started out the day with brunch with some girlfriends to celebrate Kelli’s new baby (our niece), Camryn. She’s about 10 weeks old now, and precious as can be. It was fun to see everyone, and I think we probably confused everyone in the restaurant, as about 6 of the 8 girls were either VERY pregnant or holding a baby. I realized that morning that I have entered an entire new part of my life… I will call it the “baby on my hip” part. Kind of a weird realization, but I’m ok with it.

When I got home, it seemed like a great idea to crawl back in bed for a nap, so that’s just what I did. And all afternoon, I was having contractions. They were about 40 minutes apart, literally all afternoon. I was excited, because it seemed like progress, but about 11:30 that night everything stopped. Dangit. Baby girl is a little tease… already.  We are in trouble.

So now, here we are, about 6 days from what the doctor calls our due date, and nothing. I know that most first babies don’t come early. I shouldn’t have ever thought she would, but man I was hoping. And so were a ton of other people. I feel like there was this expectation that we would have a baby this weekend. Part of that is my fault. But not all of it. I wish there was something I could do to speed up this process, but I can’t do a dang thing. If I could, she’d already be here. Promise.

I know that everyone is waiting for a phone call, a text, or a facebook message saying that we’re at the hospital. And that’s why I haven’t called or texted anyone in several days. We skipped church on Sunday because, even though I know they mean well, I can’t take one more “you haven’t had that baby yet??” or “think it might be today?” comment. I know people are just excited and we are too… Joel asks me at least once an hour if I’ve had any more contractions, as though I could hide them if they were for real.

I think I’m going into hiding until baby girl makes her appearance. Tomorrow I am going to the grocery to get a ridiculous list of ingredients to make a stupid amount of baked goods. Because if I don’t keep myself busy, I will go crazy. So I will bake. If you live in Raleigh, you may find yourself inheriting a bunch of baked items soon. And if you’re my sister, you just might find a care package at your doorstep too. And if you are our doctors and nurses at the hospital, whenever that happens, you will probably get lots of sugary treats for your efforts.

So if you need me over the next couple days, I will be baking.  Likely barefoot and pregnant… in the kitchen.  Wow.  I plan to try a few new things like scones and new muffins, and the old standards like banana bread.

If you have something to talk about besides the fact that I haven’t had this baby yet, feel free to call or come visit. Otherwise, I promise we will let you know, call, text, post pictures, etc, as soon as we can.

Just please don’t say to me “omg, you’re still pregnant???”. Consider this your friendly warning. 🙂