Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky scary*

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah, spooky scary*

My Broad and my boy. πŸ’™
Hey blog! Currently I am sleep deprived, but what better time to blog 2392014329 pictures of my newborn baby? Here is the Broad. She came over for a visit and snuggled with my boy.

Ohhhh this cutie.
Bright-eyed in this one, a state that he is not often in these days. Newborns sleep a lot! Which gives me little chunks of time throughout the day to accomplish tasks.

#tbt Kauai, 2014. Mmmmmmm...🌈
This must have been for Throwback Thursday last week–Kauai, 2014. Look at that water, droooool…

Christy came for a visit. πŸ’•
Christy also came for a visit. She is due any day now. In the past week, two out of the four pregnant ladies I know have had their baby boys. Christy is next!

Sweet boy.
He is sooooo sweeeeeet. I want to make my Flickr private for his sake, but then this blog would have to be private too, and then I really would just be blogging for myself. Hmmmm. Well…not ready to make that leap yet. Making my Instagram private was a big step for me.

Baby M. looking thoughtful. πŸ€”
Deep thoughts.

How come fat on baby thighs is so attractive?
Delicious baby thighs. He weighed in at the hospital this morning at 9 pounds, 11 ounces! What a little chunkeroo! MY FAVORITE.

Nice afternoon for it. πŸ’š
I really miss this aspect of paternity leave. It’s so much easier handling stroller + two dogs with two people. Yesterday I tried doing a walk with the stroller by myself, but Baby M. is currently in a carseat hating phase and screamed so hard after I loaded the dogs in the car that I ended up unloading them, going back into the house and popping him on the boob instead.

Successfully got the little guy into the Moby wrap this morning. At this size, I find it more comfortable than the Ergo.
Later on after Josh came home from work, I took the dogs for a quick walk, sans baby. I need the daily dog walk, especially when it’s sunny outside. It’s really important for my mental health. I thought I could take the baby in the Moby wrap (see above photo), but I must have tied it too loosely because his head wasn’t supported at all. Curses!

This little chunk is up to 9 pounds. Alriiiight, breast milk! πŸ’ͺπŸ‘Š
Today, however, I tied the Moby REAL tight, got the little squirt in there and then, taking one dog at a time, took a slooooow walk around the block. Today is the last day of sunshine for a while and I was determined to get my 15 minutes, dammit! Plus the dogs had been staring at me expectantly all day. There’s that dog guilt.

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Obsessed.

Somebody was fussy alllll night long. It's hard to stay mad at this face though.
My mother tells me about her day at work over the phone and I realize breastfeeding this sweet baby every hour or two hours all day long ain’t so shabby.

Everyone wants my Ring Pop.
I still have a lot of red candy leftover from my birthday present.

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Cute factor aside, yuck, I think you have to be under the age of 10 to enjoy these things. Or under the influence of…something.

So far our first day alone together is off to a good start...we slept in until 8! πŸ’š
Oh little man. Love him in this long-sleeved wrap shirt.

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The orange leggings are from my mother, they match the Boppy cover, and of course I notice things like that!

Hot.
This is a good look.

Reading this book summoned the dogs this morning.
I’ll admit, I haven’t been reading much to him yet. I’ve read two books in three weeks! And we are readers in this family! I gotta step up my game.

Ka-POW! πŸ‘Š
Ka-POW! We haven’t yet had Tummy Time today. We’ve just had Booby Time and Fussy Time (ugh I’m so sorry I talk like this now, it really can’t be helped).

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. 🌈
One of my birthday gifts from Josh that I hung in his nursery window.

Quick dogwalk sans baby after Josh came home. I haven't yet mastered stroller + two dogs by myself...maybe tomorrow. 🌲
Apparently there will be 6 more weeks of winter? Hey, at least it isn’t snowing.

FINALLY some painting inspiration! Joan Crawford with grapes! Thanks @dubtrance, you know my taste so well πŸ˜˜πŸ‡πŸ‡πŸ‡
Christopher inspired me to paint Joan Crawford in this grapes costume, and I started the painting yesterday. It’s going to be on a little tiny 5 x 7 inch canvas, because that’s what I have on hand, but it will be a nice transitional painting for me. Transitioning back into portraits!

Rough night last night. Good thing he's so adorable today. πŸ˜…
Supposedly babies don’t really focus on objects at only 3 weeks, but I swear he was checking out this mobile yesterday.

More lactation cookies, this time with a mixture of dark chocolate and butterscotch chips, mmmmmm.
During one of my breastfeeding breaks I managed to bake a bunch of lactation cookies again, this time with dark chocolate AND butterscotch chips. Mmmmmm.

Finally the ground isn't covered with snow or ice or rain, and we uncovered three tennis balls we had "lost" at the park! πŸ˜‚
Finally able to explore hills (because I’m not waddling around with a pregnant body any more), we discovered three tennis balls at the park yesterday we thought we had “lost”! Woo hoo!

I finally caught his smile on camera. Made today's sleep deprivation totally worth it.
I was so tired last night, laying on the couch after a loooong breastfeeding session, waiting for Josh to come home so we could eat dinner. I had the little dude laying on me, and I used the reverse camera to look at his face and surprise! A smile! This was the first time I managed to capture one of those fleeting smiles on camera. It makes me really happy.

Six more weeks of winter, eh? Baby M doesn't mind.
And finally today, after (what else?) a breastfeeding session. He is so content when he’s milk drunk. Siiiiiigh. Oh man. Mommy needs a nap. See ya, blog.

* I’m working my way through “30 Rock”, a cute little show that requires no thought process from yours truly, which, these days, is niiiiice.

Baby this and baby that

Baby this and baby that

What a bunch of cuties.
Hey blerg, are you ready for 2432943294 pictures of my baby? Of course you are. We all knew that Glitter for All would become Babies for Some once I squeezed him out of my body.

Ronia meets her new cousin.
My sister-in-law has been over for two visits now to hang out with Baby M. Look at how cute Ronia and the baby are! Mawwwww.

New baby love.
Everyone loves a new baby.

A gift from Brenna for M. to grow into.
She even brought him a cool shirt to grow into.

Morning tummy time.
We’re already on Josh’s third, and final, week of paternity leave. Boooooo!

Recent resurgence of an old hobby.
While awaiting the Painting Muse, I have been spending my time in between breastfeeding sessions doing puzzles.

Milk drunk is the best drunk.
This dude likes to breastfeed. I’ve been using an app to keep track of feedings…I think we did about 14 yesterday.

Kate in orange (forgot who I stole this from, sorry)
You gotta throw a little glamour into the baby pic mix from time to time.

I knew having a baby would turn my IG into a baby stream...but I can't stooooop...😍
He’s sleeping pretty well most nights. Last night he had two three-hour chunks of sleep…that was nice.

Had a nice visit from @espedp today. She brought me flowers! πŸ’–
Espe, at about 39 weeks pregnant, came over for a visit and brought me these beautiful flowers.

Things I have accomplished today: most of a puzzle, many breastfeedings, and um, this. (thanks @gabriel_held)
There’s an obnoxious Japanese app called “Meitu” that gives your selfies this fun effect. I texted it to my mother, who texted it to my father, who wrote to tell me that motherhood had given me a “beautiful glow”. “That’s not motherhood, that’s Japanese photoshop,” I replied. Still sweet of him to say.

Played "Vogue" during tummy time this morning. "Listen up, son," I told him. "This is a very important song!"
We try to do Tummy Time every day. Mornings are generally best for that–he’s alert without being fussy.

These are special days.
You have to cherish these days, even the tough ones.

Inevitable. I like how they drew eyebrows on him. πŸ˜‚
Of course I did the Meitu app on him, too. Look at the little eyebrows!

Noooooo...😭
This puzzle was a colossal pain in the ass and when I finished, there were two pieces missing! Nooooo.

Morning dance party to Digable Planets' "Rebirth of Slick".
We often do Tummy Time to the Biz Markie station on Pandora, and sometimes the Tribe Called Quest station.

Hard to say no to this face.
Ever begging.

So proud of all the women I know who will be marching today. πŸ’ͺ
I was very proud of my sister-in-law and my Broad for joining the women’s march last Saturday. 50,000 people were expected to march in Seattle, and 175,000 did! Amazing!

Siiiiiiggghhhhh...😍
I marched in spirit. I’m just now, the last couple of days, starting to go for short walks outside again. Recovering from delivering an 8 pound baby (with a second degree tear) ain’t no fun.

Bear Cub keeping an eye on things.
Bear Cub keeping an eye on things.

First walkies session with son/dogs: complete! Although we did have to pull over on the way to the park for a breastfeeding session.
This was our first walk. He screamed and cried so hard on the way to the park I had to give him a breastfeeding session before we started the walk. Heigh ho!

"Dollars to donuts, a fat baby foot is going right in my mouth." - Janeane Garofalo. SAME.
Siiiiiiiiiigh.

Puzzling and breastfeeding. I'm gonna need a painting project real soon. πŸ˜…
Seriously though, I need a painting project.

Love this stupid app. Can I just look like this all the time, please? 🌟✨✨
Meitu again! Addictive!

Ronia, Baby M., and Mr. Bennett. πŸ’•
Brenna and the kids during visit number two, this time with Jerry.

The mens.
The mens.

Gloria Swanson and dogfriend, 1917. I'm thinking about painting her next. Difficult part will be choosing which picture!
I had been tossing around the idea of painting Gloria Swanson (we’re distantly related, after all), but I can’t find just the right picture.

Trying out the Ergo carrier with infant insert (and actual baby inside).
Trying out the Ergo, this time with actual baby inside.

Enjoying sunny walkies. 🌞
We’ve been taking the Bob stroller on walkies.

Last week of paternity leave with this dude already! 😭
The sunshine feels great.

What do babies think about?
What do babies think about?

My walking partner.
I’d say we’re holding up pretty darn well for the new parents of a two-week-old.

Ponytails.
We’re enjoying two new (for us) shows: “Orphan Black” and “Schitt’s Creek”, which is truly funny. You should check it out!

I had a baby!

I had a baby!

Last day of work outfit (for a while). My boss remarked that I had the face of someone about to go into labor. Well yeah!
Hi blog! I don’t look like this any more, because I had my baby! Yayyyyy! Betcha didn’t think I would be blogging again so soon. I know I didn’t. But here I am.

This week I upped the daily dog walk from one a day to two. Let's GO, labor! πŸ’ͺ
Last week/weekend we tried and tried to induce labor naturally–by extra walks, yoga, eating fresh pineapple, eating dates for weeks on end, sex…

Final night of the perv mustache: the John Waters.
…with a perv mustache! The joys!

Josh and I collaborated on this amazing eggplant Parmesan tonight. Apparently basil and oregano induce labor? If not, it certainly is delicious! 😍
Even collaborating in the kitchen on a giant pan of Eggplant Parmesan, which, although delicious, did not make my child want to leave the cozy confines of my womb any more. Harrumph.

Guess who's been glued to my side all day? Oh yeah. They know something's up.
My parents arrived into town last Sunday and spent the night with us. We feasted on Eggplant Parmesan and I got a whole lot more sleep than I expected to get the night before my induction.

Got to the park right before the rain started today. πŸ’¦
The induction wasn’t scheduled until 6:30 pm (women are more likely to go into labor at night), so Monday was all about keeping busily distracted.

One last dog walk with Mumsie. Today's the Big Day! πŸ‘Ά
For my Last Pregnant Meal I requested my mother’s macaroni and cheese, but the oven took too long to pre-heat so we all ended up having hamburgers and fries for dinner. Heigh ho!

COMING SOON. I'm making my IG private for a while. πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™
Once we got to the hospital, my OB did a cervix check and pronounced that I was already 2.5 cm dilated and 70% effaced, which she was extremely pleased about. They had a pill for me to take every 4 hours to soften my cervix, and I was allowed to take it a maximum of 6 times.

Last night with Mumsie. Made it all the way to 9 cm before getting the epidural today...now just waiting for the final descent.
That night, walking the halls with Mumsie.

Waiting for induction and pleasantly distracted by "Ab Fab" (series 1).
The pill had no other side effects, so I felt normal as we watched “Ab Fab” (series 1) and “The Other Guys” with my parents. They let me take a Benedryl to sleep (the hospital bed was insanely uncomfortable), and I had two more doses of the pill.

Still passing time, waiting for Baby M. to make his grand appearance.
The next day, they started me on pitocin to induce contractions, and we again passed the time as best we could. I ate normally, put together a jigsaw puzzle, went for little walks around the hospital floor. Around 1 pm, the contractions started to become too painful to ignore, so I sent my parents away so I could exclusively focus on getting through them, with the help of my Doula (Josh) and the nurse.

Gradually the pain got worse and worse–the nurse was excellent, she acted like a second Doula and coached Josh and I through several different positions/techniques to ease the pain. The last medicine-free resort I opted for was sitting in the bathtub and spraying warm water over myself–but then it was just too much. The nurse had told me I could opt for Fentanyl before the epidural, since once you have the epidural you are bedbound–and I called for it. MISTAKE! The Fentanyl made my tongue slurry and vision wonky, but did not relieve the pain. I needed the epidural, stat, and they immediately brought in the anesthetist to administer it to me.

I later found out that I had made it all the way to 9 cm dilation–9 cm! Me! The person who nearly passed out from having a little ankle tattoo at age 18!–before I got the epidural. Now for the next part–I couldn’t have imagined getting through the last part of labor without that epidural. Because I pushed for FOUR HOURS STRAIGHT. It was horrible. Towards the end they want me to “hold in” every other contraction, which is almost worse than pushing, and eventually holding it IS worse than pushing. I was on oxygen and the little guy’s heart rate was dropping every time I pushed. A vacuum was mentioned previously, and near the fourth hour I begged them to use it. He was so low and it was so painful to push I knew I couldn’t let them give me a C-section, so I pushed with all my might…

Started pitocin at 9:30 am, got an epidural at 9 cm (!!), and after 4 hours of pushing, sweet Baby M. came into this world weighing 8 pounds and 1 ounce. He is beautiful and perfect, and we are in love.
…and Baby M. came screaming into this world. My eyes were closed, but I heard that he practically flew out of me, arms akimbo. I opened my eyes right as he came towards my chest and fell 100% in love instantly, and started talking to him immediately (Josh was sobbing).

“You’re going to learn very soon son,” I murmured into his perfect ear, “That the family motto is, “Nothing comes easy for us”.”

Pops with his very first grandchild.
I had a second-degree tear from pushing my 8 pound, one ounce son out of my body, which required stitches. After a little while we called all the grandparents in, who had shown up at the hospital without our prompting and had been waiting in the waiting room while I labored for who knows how long.

Very happy Mumsie with her first grandchild, born one day before her birthday.
Baby M. was born on January 10th, 2017, the day before Mumsie’s 65th birthday. For her birthday this year I had put together a book of “65 Reasons why you’re awesome”, just like I had done for my father on his 60th. I forgot to take pictures of it. Darn it. Priorities.

Simply the best.
This was around 5 in the morning, when I looked into my son’s eyes and cried over how beautiful he is.

This guy--was a pro Doula during my long labor, and already a first rate swaddler. πŸ’™
The hospital discharged us around 5 pm the next day, and Josh’s parents are staying with us for the next two weeks to help out. Well, week now, they’ve been here for nearly a week already. It’s taken me three days to compose this blog entry!

Baby M. with great-grandma Shirley.
The great-grandparents came for a visit. He is their 6th great-grandchild.

Can't get enough.
My little man.

Father and son.
He has my monkey toes (poor kid) and my beautiful ears.

Breastfeeding watchdogs at work. They've been great with the new addition. Curious, but not too annoyed.
The dogs have been great. Curious, but not pushy. And Bear Cub is quite protective already.

Tummy time! πŸ’•
Josh has been so good about staying up with the little guy when he has his midnight to 3 am cry fests. I feed; he walks and rocks and soothes. I can’t do a lot–everything hurts. Not to mention I threw my back out Friday at the doctor’s appointment and that didn’t help ANY thing.

Josh's parents are staying with us for two weeks while we adjust with baby. They have been wonderful.
Love this picture of Fleeta and Bob. They’ve been wonderful.

Had a nice visit from @algae13 this morning. She brought donuts!
Josh’s former boss came over for a visit. She’s a little baby crazy. She brought pasta salad, homemade chocolate cookies and donuts, mmmm.

Rooooooolls (and yeah that's a dog hair on his cheek, poor kid!).
Looking forward to not hurting any more, but in the meantime, this view helps.

But the mother and child reunion is only a motion away...
Being a mom feels very natural to me.

Maggie assumes the quesadilla begging position.
Can’t wait until I can walk the dogs again.

He inherited my long monkey toes. πŸ™ˆ
So gooooood.

My life right now is just sort of hobbling around the house re-applying Tucks pads to my XL Depends, drinking lots of water and eating lactation cookies, and feeding my son whenever he gets squirrely. Not too shabby. It’s all good.

Oh baby!

Oh baby!

Too pregnant to lace shoes...send help!
Heyyyy blog. This may very well be my last blog entry before I have a baby and therefore lose massive amounts of brain cells and stop caring about the Internet and blogging for a while yayyyyyy! However, I have enabled a program to automatically upload all my Instagram photos to Flickr, so even if I’m not HERE, you can find me on Instagram HERE or on Flickr HERE.

At the gym last night. Found out this morning that I might be getting induced at week 39...that's a little over a week away! Squeal! I'm excited!
You wouldn’t think to look at me, but I am still going to the gym. Ever since I found out I will likely be induced on Monday, I’ve actually been making an effort to move MORE. Come on son, let’s get that labor on naturally! Mama doesn’t really want to be induced!

Nursery art for Baby M., from Etsy shop "Lucy Darling Prints". I'd already had the frame for years, waiting for the right piece to show up! πŸ’š
My OB wants to induce me due to my “advanced age” and also because I did IVF. Apparently babies who are born before 40 weeks do better than babies who are born overdue…and Baby M. seems awfully comfortable in there. I’m not comfortable, but he seems to be!

Josh got me a laminated label maker for Christmas...STOKED! People with A.D.D. loooove labeling things.
This labelmaker has already brought me and my A.D.D. so much joy.

Watching Mr. Bennett this weekend! πŸ’•
We agreed to watch Mr. Bennett over the weekend. Thank goodness he is 90% potty trained now, but he is EXTREMELY CLINGY and followed me around every second of every day, which is kind of annoying when you are enormously pregnant and trying to nest. Cute little guy, though.

Happy almost-New-Year! I quit drinking nearly 9 years ago, so I don't remember what it's like to party on New Year's Eve. I assume people still do that, though? Party?
I inadvertently ended up taking my maternity leave a little early, as I discharged my last patient last Friday. I’m available to work this week if any new patients show up, but here it is Thursday and I’ve not received any text messages from my boss. Hmmmm.

Another green/blue glitter beard for work today. Tomorrow night he's going to shave it off into some weird formation, but he promised to let me first give him one more extravagant NYE glitter beard! Yeah! ✨🌟✨
Josh’s last full day of having a giant glitter beard for work last Friday.

🌈🌟✨(thanks @jasoncampbellstudio)
A little rainbow glitter inspiration. He’s had his own “glitter station” in the bathroom for weeks now, talk about adorable. It was a little sad to pack it up.

Happy New Year! Looking forward to some BIG changes in 2017! βœ¨β€οΈπŸ‘ΆπŸŒŸβœ¨
On New Year’s Eve, I pulled out the bag of star-shaped glitter for him and he gave himself an EXTRA glittery beard. I didn’t feel like doing my hair, so I threw on the wig handiest and put a load of “Unicorn Snot” glitter gel and loose glitter on my eyelids and we took some photos.

Sparkle, Neely! πŸŽ‰βœ¨πŸŽ‡
We also drank cider, lit some sparklers and watched “Encino Man”! Let the good times ROLL!

Starting 2017 out on the right (dog) foot with an early-morning dog park session. 🌲
It’s been cold here, but so dry and sunny that all of the mud at the dog park is nice and hard. I’ve been taking the girls to the dog park every day. Let’s go, labor! Arf arf!

Bear Cub and her little white shadow.
Bear Cub ignored Mr. Bennett for the most part during his stay with us. Maggie on the other hand played with him several times. She’s such a good elder dog!

Bear Cub is feeling a little insecure with this third dog around. How will she be with a full-time new baby?!? πŸ˜…
Monday, our last day with Mr. Bennett and a very insecure little Bear Cub curled up against Mommy. How on earth is she going to handle a full-time baby?

Not sure if it's the third dog or the baby coming, but Bear Cub napped on top of me today for the first time in 8 years. It was kinda sweet.
She even went so far as to nap directly on me! What on earth?!

Good-bye, 2016 beard, hello 2017...um, Creep?
The whittling down of the beard kicks off, so I get to be married to a pervert for a few days. I was not into this facial formation AT ALL.

Tonight we're watching the new "Ab Fab" movie. I haven't seen it since I watched it in the theater...it's even better the second time around!
We watched the new “Ab Fab” movie together, which I hadn’t seen since the Broad and I saw it in the theater. Even better the second time around!

Sup, Pornstache?
Monday night, at the gym. This look made me laugh every time I looked at him. He delusionally thought that the mustache made him look more “muscular”. Uh huh.

Probably my last ultrasound before the little dude is born. I'm already obsessed with his feet! 😍
This was on Monday’s ultrasound. Do you die? I DIE. Not even out of my womb yet and I’m already obsessed with his feet.

Basset hounds at the dog park mawww πŸ’•
Being on accidentally-early-maternity leave this week has been okay because the sun has been shining every single day. And I get to spend it with dogs! Look at this basset hound, maw!

Just whipping up a batch of "lactation cookies" this afternoon. Delicious. πŸͺπŸͺπŸͺ
I made a big batch of “lactation cookies” to freeze to help with my milk production. They are mostly oatmeal and dark chocolate chip and pretty delicious.

Watched this last night for the first time in years and shamelessly enjoyed myself. The bad wigs! So good!
Recently we watched the original “Parent Trap” with my old pal Hayley Mills. You will recall that I have my very own awful Hayley Mills wig!

Who's a happy Cub at the dog park today?
Bear Cub in her Happy Place. Meeeee tooooooo.

Bought these socks for Josh for Christmas cause he's a "fun guy" πŸ’–
I bought Josh some sexy argyle socks for Christmas. We like socks in this family.

Adventures in pervy mustaches: day 3.
Tuesday night! Still looking like a pervert!

My mother just texted me this image of their front yard...I am not at all envious.
That brings us up to date: today. My mother texted me this photo of her front yard. GROSS. Boise is going through an intense cold snap and she’s basically snowed in.

My parents will be flying in Sunday night, my in-laws will be driving over Monday, and my induction is scheduled for Monday evening unless Baby M. listens to Mommy and comes naturally! The time is finally here…I’m having a baby! So excited at this point. The terror will set in later, I’m sure. Send us lots of prayers and well-wishes for a healthy labor and delivery and baby!

Let’s look back at 2016

Let’s look back at 2016

Hola blog! It’s that time of year when I force myself to do a yearly re-cap. I actually climbed onto the computer to print out a recipe for lactation cookies, but while I’m here, hells bells, why not re-cap what I did in 2016? Let’s take it month by month.

January 2016

Pre-surgery glamour, darling. πŸ’‹
Uterine polyp removal in preparation for IVF

– started hormone injections for IVF

– completed three heart-shaped Mandala paintings for sale HERE!

February 2016

Amazing glass at the Chihuly museum.
– Josh and I finally go to the Chihuly glass art museum downtown (worth it)

– ended the full-time job I’d had for the past couple of years, panicked for a week or two, and then signed on with a PRN position. Phewwwwww.

Pre-surgery for egg retrieval. They retrieved 14, above average! 🌟

– had my egg retrieval on my father’s 65th birthday (February 9th)

– found out that the two frozen embryos were both boys, and had a hearty laugh with my fertility doctor

– trimmed down coffee consumption from 3 cups a day to 1 cup (HELL)

March 2016

Is it done? Is it done yet? Finishing a painting is always the hardest part. πŸ’–πŸŒŸβœ¨
Finished the neon glitter Mandala, which is definitely one of my faves. Available here!

scenic pond
Josh and I go to the Seattle Arboretum, in spite of the fact that my back is all messed up. I never did figure out why I had back problems for a few days/weeks, but it suuuuucked.

Caftan Number 2 purchased. My Year of the Caftan is off to a good start! Now I need to stop buying and start sewing them myself, sheesh.
I decide that 2016 is going to be the Year of the Caftan and buy two caftans, to that end. (note: sitting here GIANT at 9 months pregnant, I can’t BELIEVE how tiny my waist looks in that caftan, sob!)

– painted our bedroom
– started going to an IVF support group

Getting ready to caucus this morning. 🌈
Caucused for Bernie! (SIGH)

April 2016

First time on Mt. Rainier. Are we having fun yet? 🌟
Josh and I had competed against each other earlier in the year for a “Dietbet” and he won (I’m pretty sure he cheated by fasting, but whatever). My “punishment” was that I had to go skiing, but by the time April rolled around and my back was finally not screwed up, not much skiing was to be found so I was “punished” by walking in snow on Mount Rainier instead. It wasn’t terrible!

Finished painting the guest room last night. The "true" colors are really hard to capture via photo, but it's "Soothing lavender" on the top and "Periwinkle dream" on the bottom. Hi Jerry!
Painted the guest room.

Olympic Sculpture Park.
Downtown Seattle fun with Fleeta and Bob–Pike Place Market, and checking out the Olympic Sculpture Park.

Embarking on an "easy" 5K this morning on Tiger Mountain. I panted like a dog the entire time. Josh is training for a marathon and didn't even break a sweat! πŸ’ͺ
First trail run! An “easy” 5K up Tiger Mountain.

– April 28th: the day of my IVF transfer! One perfect little male embryo, which the nurse exclaimed looked “better than textbook”. Aw yeah.

May 2016

– started progesterone suppositories for IVF

A couple of dorks touring a chocolate factory for funsies.
Josh and I tour the Theo chocolate factory for funsies (and distraction) and while there, get the Very Important Phone Call that I’m pregnant! YAYYYY! We immediately burst into happy tears. Such a special moment.

– first ultrasound, post-transfer

June 2016

dogs in nature
First camping trip! Not only did we set a camping record for us this year–five times–but I did every single one of those trips pregnant.

– I finish Corinne’s cat paintings and start a project for the guest room

First archery lesson tonight with Josh. 🎯🎯🎯
Josh and I take an archery class together. He’s better than I am, but I’m not too resentful about it.

– started going back to the gym

This maniac ran the Seattle Rock and Roll Marathon in the rain this morning! πŸ’ͺ
Josh runs the Rock and Roll Marathon; I do not join him.

Little Ronia is growing up fast.
Josh leaves his hormonal pregnant wife for EIGHT WHOLE DAYS to go float down a river or something so I spend one night at Brenna’s, because I am so lonely. It’s not the daytime loneliness that bothered me, it was the nighttime.

July 2016

🚼
Posted our “official” (12 weeks) pregnancy announcement to all forms of social media

Bear Cub doesn't look like a bear cub any more! 😱
Bear Cub gets trimmed a little TOO much and is re-christened “Goat Cub”

– thanks to Groupon, I receive my first facial (overrated)

– went and got a shellac manicure for the first time since January…but very quickly realized that shellac manicures are a waste of money when you’re pregnant. Your nails grow too quickly!

Maggie takes it easy
Camping trip number two!

@djmagicelf and @corinne_spoja and I ready to see Die Antwoord tonight woot wooooot! 🌟
Baby’s first concert: Die Antwoord! With my Broad.

Maggie and Bear Cub splash around Hyas Lake. πŸ’¦
Camping trip number three!

Tonight I said goodbye to my VW Passat that I've had for the past 10 years. Good-bye old girl! You were so lovely in concept but such a problem child in reality!
Said good-bye to my VW Passat wagon, which I loved but caused me a great deal of trouble during our 10 years together…

Hey there, sexy. 😍
…and HELLO to this sexy blue Subaru outback, which I love but am a little sad that now I have to make 500$ car payments for every month. Heigh ho.

– Josh and I and the girls hike to Twin Falls (2.5 miles but much harder while pregnant)

Tonight! πŸ’–πŸŒŸβœ¨ Let's get celebritied up!
My Broad and I go see the new “Ab Fab” movie together. She tried to get out of it (twice!) but I wouldn’t let her. It was great!

FINALLY at the Mod Podge (i.e. last) stage of this painting. This little side project for the guest room ended up taking way longer than I thought! 🎨
Finally finish this Polly Apfelbaum rip-off painting for our guest room.

August 2016

In honor of #bumpday, here is my bump! He just popped out this week and I'm happy to finally look pregnant, not just like I've been eating too many donuts. 🍩
At 16 weeks pregnant, my belly POPS! Aw, look at how tiny and cute it was.

Josh bought me a little lemon tree for our anniversary. I hope I don't kill it immediately. πŸ‹πŸ‹πŸ‹
Joshy and I celebrate our 8-year anniversary…he bought me a little lemon tree. Would you believe it’s still alive? And on the back patio, yet? Amazing.

Camping love.
Camping trip number 4! The first actually warm trip, too. Thank goodness.

More progress on the Mandala.
Started a new Mandala painting, which ended up taking wayyyyyy longer than I thought it would to finish.

My crazy-ass husband doing a headstand on a paddle board. @djmagicelf 😘
A very special (final) camping trip to a private island, where I got to witness my husband doing a headstand on a paddleboard. Who knew he had hidden talents?

BUMP. Enjoying my "beauty room" for a few more months before it becomes the baby room.
At 18 weeks pregnant, I made the decision to quit weighing myself (a very smart decision and I highly recommend it). Of course, this was a little easier to do because Josh broke the scale right around that time. Tempting to just never buy a scale again!

Look at where Josh hiked to today without me--Blanca Lake! I've wanted to go for ages but it's too arduous for my pregnant body. 😭
Josh makes me mad by hiking one of my bucket list lakes without me, Lake Blanca. Heigh ho! He said it was HARD. Well then. GOOD.

My cute cousin Erika and her equally cute son Cash.
Erika and her two sons come for a visit! We go to Pike Place Market, she cooks for me AND sets up the crib and we have a fabulous time.

September 2016

Tonight we met Mr. Bennett. 😍
We meet Mr. Bennett–Ronia’s birthday present–for the first time.

Mumsie and me.
I spend a fun week in Boise with my parents and the Little Nipper, and feel Baby M. kick for the first time! So exciting!

Josh and his 90-year-old grandmother at breakfast this morning.
Josh and I drive to Spokane so he can climb a mountain with his father, while Fleeta and I do a little baby shopping. Then before we drive home, we have breakfast with his 90-year-old grandmother. Isn’t this a cute picture?

Got the baby room painted. I think it needs a cute border, though. Dinosaurs?
Finished painting the nursery, but found it kind of boring, so I start searching for the perfect wallpaper border.

First minkie/flannel blankie for my son: complete! βœ‚οΈ
Made a couple of minkie-and-flannel baby blankets for my son (this one was my favorite).

Putting up the dinosaur border in the nursery today. πŸ’š
Found the perfect border for the nursery–dinosaurs!

One last ultrasound today to make sure our little dude's heart is okay (it is). πŸ’–
Had a special ultrasound to make sure the little guy’s heart is okay…and of course it is!

October 2016

Today's art project was painting a friend's little neighborhood library. 🌈
Went over to Shoshanna’s house to paint her little free library

Made some green curtains for the nursery to match the dinosaur border. πŸ’š
Made some curtains for the nursery

The quilt I made my mother looks pretty good in our guest room.
Fleeta sweetly fixes up this quilt that I made for my parents and returns it to me, where it’s currently residing in our guest room. It looks pretty good in the guest room!

Who says you can't teach old dogs new tricks?
Started ramp training the pets to prepare them for having to be in the BACK back of the car, once Baby M. comes

A couple of happy pregnant ladies in florals. We are due 2 weeks apart, with boys.
Josh and I attend our first non-work-related baby shower…

liz pregnant with Josh
…and the same afternoon, we take the tripod to the park and snap some maternity pics before the sun completely disappears.

Phase 3 of ombrΓ©-fying the free dresser: complete! We only spent money on the drawer pulls. Total cost: less than 20$.
We obtain a hideous brown dresser from “Buy Nothing” and completely transform it into this cool ombre work of art for the nursery! I guess Pinterest is good for something.

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My friend Espe, who is due two weeks after me with a boy, takes some beautiful maternity photos of me at a park, for free! She’s one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met.

"That ain't no Etch-a-Sketch. This is one doodle that can't be un-did, Homeskillet." Happy Halloween from Juno and Paulie Bleeker!
Josh and I dress up as Juno and Paulie Bleeker from the film “Juno”. Not the most exciting Halloween costumes ever, but it’s really hard doing Halloween when you’re a big sweaty pregnant lady. We set up a grueling game of Scrabble in the parlor and handed out Halloween candy to the hoards of tricker treaters, and that was good enough for us!

November 2016

-voted, hoped for the best, found out the WORST, mourned for an entire day and then decided for the sake of my son that I couldn’t perseverate over the sadness. Also: pulled out my Happy Light that I hadn’t used since 2009 and started using it every morning!

The latest Mandala painting, fully glittered. Now I just have to decide if it's really "done", or just done because I'm sick of working on it! 😝
Finally finished this friggin’ Mandala painting, although I’m not totally satisfied with it and therefore haven’t listed it in my shop.

Four pregnant bellies all in a row, all due with boys early next year.
My cousin Erika comes to town and throws me the most fantastic baby shower at Brenna’s house, and still hasn’t sent me the pictures for it! Ha ha. I wonder if I’ll ever get them?

Delicious Indian dinner with family and friends.
My mother, aunt Claire, and cousin Katie also came into town for the shower. It was really wonderful. I felt very loved. And thank God, nobody brought up politics the entire time.

Lisa, who has been one of my good friends for almost 20 years, and her three goofy/adorable children.
Just in time for Thanksgiving, a drive to Spokane, and baby shower number two (I’m terribly spoiled), Josh and I got a HORRIBLE case of food poisoning from a local taco truck. We barely managed to scrape ourselves together to make the drive, but I’m glad we did. We had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner with both sets of our parents and his grandmother, and then the next day I had another sweet baby shower and saw my ooooooold friend Lisa and all of her children! Maw.

My parents trying to feel their grandson kick. I was told this week he's measuring in the 92nd percentile. Already an overachiever! πŸ˜…
Love this picture of my parents trying to coax a kick from the baby.

December 2016

– finished up a painting for Baby M.’s room (this is when the link between Instagram and Flickr shit the bed, so I don’t have a picture)

– Josh and I spend my birthday/”Babymoon” at the Westin Hotel in downtown Seattle, relaxing and eating lots of things

– Josh gets heavily into glitter beards, and I support him!

– Owen invites me to participate in his annual art show, but I am too big and pregnant so we just attend the show instead and stay for an hour and a half. Still Good Times!

– Josh does up an elaborate glitter/tiny Christmas light beard, I wear a muumuu and we wrap me in Christmas bulbs, and we take our Christmas card picture!

Glittered up for Brenna's solstice party tonight. ✨
Winter Solstice party at Brenna’s house.

Josh and my Broad at grandma's tonight. ❀️❀️
I am too pregnant to travel, so we do Christmas Eve at Grandma Shirley’s, with the Broad…

Unicorn Snot! (with photobomb by Ronia) ✨🌟✨
…and the next day, we do Christmas Day at our house. Josh’s parents, sister and sister’s family all came over and we feasted on lasagna that I had made the day before, exchanged presents, and had a nice time. Our first Christmas at our house, and our last Christmas before the baby comes!

And that brings us up to date, blog logs! Stay tuned later this week and I’ll let you know how we PARTIED DOWN for New Years Eve, bwa ha haaaaa. 2016: you were one interesting year. I refuse to do what so many people on the Internet are doing, which is write-off the ENTIRE YEAR as crap, because this was the year that I finally got pregnant after 6 years of nonsense and there is no replicating that bliss. I can’t wait for 2017!

Our first Christmas at home

Our first Christmas at home

Beautiful sunset.
Heyyyyy blog. What it is, what is was, what it shall be?

Happy Winter Solstice! πŸ’š
Just sitting here listening to my dogs bark at the recycling truck. Every time they WOOF, I WOOF right back at them.

Glittered up for Brenna's solstice party tonight. ✨
Here we are, glittered up for Brenna’s Solstice party last Wednesday. Seems like a looooong time ago!

Josh and Mr. Bennett.
The party was a little more interesting for us this year, me being enormously pregnant and all finally gave us something in common with the guests, who are all parents. Finally! Something to talk about!

Love that Brenna made a Christmas stocking for Mr. Bennett! πŸŽ„
Love how Brenna even made a stocking for Mr. Bennett this year. I mean, of COURSE she did.

Look everybody! It's the Flying Spaghetti Monster!
Afterwards we drove around and looked at Christmas lights while I scratched my itchy belly. Check it out, the Flying Spaghetti Monster!

Oooh, I wanna do purple outdoor Christmas lights next year. πŸ’œ
Ooooh I wanna do purple lights outside our house next year.

This again?
On Friday it snowed again…I didn’t expect it! There was no snowflake on my weather app!

Maggie is keeping an eye out for special deliveries.
Maggie, ever vigilant.

Somebody's being a little cuddle Cub tonight. πŸ’•
I can’t remember what possessed Bear Schnubs to cuddle with me on the couch, but I’ll take it! It happens so rarely.

Apparently at 37 weeks, my son is the size of a "Winter melon". Yeah, looks about right! πŸ˜‚
I am 37 weeks and 4 days pregnant today, and Baby M. is the size of a “winter melon”. Looks about right!

Somebody has a preference for blue wrapping paper. πŸ’™
Being far too Large and In Charge with Child to travel, this was our first Christmas at our home…ever.

A chilly Christmas Eve walk with the pets.
I wasn’t too sad about not going to Boise this year, mainly because I had just seen my parents at Thanksgiving. Although the food poisoning made for a weird Thanksgiving!

I made a lasagna for Christmas dinner tomorrow. The hard part will be waiting until tomorrow to eat it! 😍
Christmas Eve morning I made the lasagna for Christmas Day dinner, so I could relax on Christmas Day. This proved to be a smart decision. The hardest part was waiting until the next day to eat the lasagna!

Josh and my Broad at grandma's tonight. ❀️❀️
On Christmas Eve, we picked up the Broad and drove over to Grandma Shirley’s for the always fun (and chaotic) Christmas Eve dinner and white elephant gift exchange. I brought a white microfleece robe and received a cool glass-and-metal decorative lizard (Josh’s gift); Josh received a gift card to the Sierra Trading Post. Corinne didn’t bring anything, but grandma and Brenna both peer-pressured her into joining the game and she scored a beautiful silver locket (Brenna’s gift).

Little miss Ronia sitting pretty near the present pile.
The calm before the (gift opening) storm. Funnily enough, Shirley also made lasagna for dinner this year! Great minds think alike.

Santa brought a present for Baby M. too. πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™
Santa brought the baby this cute little ferry toy. Christmas Day morning, Josh and I slept in until a “leisurely” 7:30. He made a big ol’ Christmas breakfast feast with pancakes, sausage and eggs…

My personal Christmas ritual is watching this every year. Josh bought me a copy, so I don't have to rely on TBS.
…then we opened presents while watching “A Christmas Story”, which he bought for me so I no longer have to rely on TBS! Which we don’t have any more anyway! Hooray!

That's right, I'm a grown ass woman (and almost mother) who received an LED light-up swirly skirt for Christmas! Yes! One of my Burning Man fantasies fulfilled! It will look better when I'm not 9 months pregnant.
Despite the fact that I am a grown ass woman who is a couple of weeks away from becoming a mother, I received an LED light-up swirly skirt for Christmas YES! Burning Man dreams achieved! I can’t wait until I’m no longer 9 months pregnant to wear it.

Josh squirting whipped cream into the childrens' mouths...we keep it classy around here!
Later on, Josh’s parents and his sister and husband and two kiddos came over and we feasted on lasagna and green salad and garlic bread and pumpkin pie. Josh squirted some whipped cream into the kids’ mouths, because we know how to have Good Times!

@dubtrance told me about George Michael passing away...now I gotta immerse myself into some 80s and 90s nostalgia. Siiiiiiighhhhhhh.
It was around this time of the day that Christopher texted to tell me that George Michael had died, so Christmas Day evening I watched “Freedom” (sigh), “Too Funky” (so good), “Father Figure” (oh yeah) and “Faith” (it’s been in my head ever since).

Unicorn Snot! (with photobomb by Ronia) ✨🌟✨
Unicorn Snot! Just what I always wanted!

Doc Marten dreams finally realized. 😍
And speaking of just what I always wanted…yes my Doc Marten dreams finally came true! Granted, I had to call three different cities to get these bad boys shipped to me (Chicago came through), but WORTH IT.

Joshy looking cute in a slouchy beanie @corinne_spoja made. πŸ’™
Corinne made some cool slouchy 90’s beanies for Josh and I, and a little tiny blue and white and yellow hat for the baby. Maw.

“I was telling my therapist that I’m losing my best friend,” she told us in the car on the way to grandmas.

“Well you had me for 20 years, that’s pretty good,” I replied. The next day I sent her a text, saying, “You’re not losing a best friend, you’re gaining a M_____!

Corinne shows off her futuristic kitty backpack.
Here she is showing off her futuristic kitty backpack. Oooh, ahhhh.

Nice day for it. 🌿
Snow is gone and the weather is back to mild. We have such weird winters.

Dammit Carrie Fisher, you too?! And Josh and I were just talking about your new book coming out. Ugh. Here I am pre-Burning Man in 2009, trying on my Princess Leia costume. RIP, Carrie, you were one of a kind.
And then what should friggin’ happen yesterday but Carrie Fisher dying too? Mannnnn 2016, you are relentless. Here I am back in 2009 all oranged up for Burning Man, trying on my Princess Leia costume. Do yourself a favor and read this excellent interview of Madonna by Carrie Fisher back in 1991.

Maggie's got the post-holiday blues.
This brings us around to today. Look at this pouty pants!

Bought this for Josh, since he wants to live to 120. This guy seemed to know a thing or two about health! πŸ’ͺ
One of my Christmas presents to Joshy, since he wants to live to be 120 and all. Jack LaLanne seems like a decent role model, huh? I guess I need to read (skim) the book and find out.

2.5 weeks until my baby is due! Can you belieeeeeve it? Time is flying.

Snow, an art show and a little whining

Snow, an art show and a little whining

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Merry Christmas 2016, blog! Our very last Christmas together before we become parents. Maw.

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BRING IT ON, WINTER SOLSTICE. The sooner you come, the sooner winter can be over!

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You might notice that I’m still having to embed my photos via Instagram. I did finally find a website that will act as a link between Instagram and Flickr and will automatically just upload everything I put on Instagram to Flickr…but it didn’t kick in until yesterday.

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36 weeks and 3 days, and the bloom is wearing off this pregnancy rose, if ya know what I mean. Giant belly, sore feet, heartburn every day, peeing once an hour all night long…oof!

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Meanwhile, Josh’s glitter beard game is strong. He glitters it on game day, and goes to work like this.

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I don’t think Bear Schnubs is going to enjoy a crying baby. I suspect she’ll be spending a loooot of time in the basement.

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Getting in my Vitamin D, as best I can.

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The nesting has intensified…I’ve started washing his clothes! And trying to move more things out of “our” closet, heh. These petticoats take up a HUGE amount of room, but will I ever get rid of them? NOPE.

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I’m still enjoying Chelsea Handler’s show, three days a week. Do we really think that a dog is gonna help that guy, though? Pity the dog!

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Saturday morning at the gym and the start of Month 9, with raging plantar fasciitis and lots of snow drifting onto the ground. I felt like kind of a bad ass. I think 20’s Liz would be very impressed with 30’s Liz.

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Heyyyyy, this wasn’t in the forecast!

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Luckily it all melted away the next day.

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Owen asked me if I wanted to show my art in his annual studio show again this year, and OF COURSE I wanted to, I always want to get my art out of the house! But I’m just too damn pregnant and sore to hang art and then stand around and NOT sell it for five hours. You understand. But I still wanted to go to the show, so Josh and I covered ourselves in glitter Saturday night and went out.

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First time my partner has worn more glitter than me! NOT COMPLAINING.

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We stayed about an hour and a half, long enough to mingle and attend an auction and check out all the art.

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I did bid on the piece on the right, but only up to 40$. We’re about to have some major expenses in 2017…think of all the diapers I’m gonna have to buy! The mind reels.

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Seattle drag queen Betty Wetter enhanced the evening with a rousing tune before she officiated over the art auction.

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We’ve also been cuddling on the couch and watching Christmas movies together. Last night was the Grinch movie with Jim Carrey, always hilarious! I also forced him to watch “Ernest Saves Christmas”, because I love Ernest and I don’t care. Know what I mean, Vern?

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Good advice, yeah?

Just a corgi doing leg lifts, NBD.
Now we’re into the latest photos, which hopefully will show up without issues. I’m not exactly sure where/when/how this Corgi doing leg lefts wound up on my phone, but isn’t it cuuuuute?

Don't get me wrong, after 6 years of TTC I'm incredibly grateful to be pregnant. However, I can't WAIT to go to work and not hear (with increasing frequency, all day long): "Wow!" "You're huge!" "You sure you only have one in there?" "When are you due aga
Today, after work. Good Lord, I am extremely grateful to be pregnant, truly I am, but I can’t wait for the endless comments every day, all day long at work to stop. Every day: “Wow!” “You look huge!” “Are you sure you only have one in there?” “When are you due again?” “You’re still working??” Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

A balmy and sunny 48 degrees this afternoon...I'll take it! 🌞
But then the sun is shining and I walk the dogs outside and my feet don’t hurt TOO badly and in less than a month, we’re going to meet our son and all is just fine with the world. Have a beautiful Christmas bloggers, I’ll catch you next week.