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So, um…. hey!

It’s been a while. Sorry about that.

Motherhood is kind of a nutty time warp.

This year has been especially busy, what with moving to Colorado and all.

Oh yeah, did I mention we moved to Colorado? No, I guess not.

It’s kinda beautiful.

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And even though we miss our friends and family back in Indiana, I don’t think we could have gotten any luckier falling into a community that supports us. And we love visitors! (Please come!)

Oliver turned one year old. I’m still in denial. But he’s getting so very big, and just look at that handsome smile!

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Nora… what are the words? Three-and-a-half. She’s beautiful, smart, hilarious, stubborn, kind, and on and on. She’s settled very well into her role as a big sister. I hear myself constantly repeating things my mom said to me. I imagine this trend will be sticking around for a while. But, egads, she fills my heart up with love.

Nora

Brandon is really loving his work, and it keeps him very busy. Also in the spring we’ll be looking to buy a house, since that wasn’t really on our radar when we first got here. So another move…. *shudder* and then we should be finally settled for a while.

And me? Well there’s play dates, story times, parks and hikes, and all kinds of fun activities to fill our days. And I’ve found a groovy little yoga spot to get away to when I need some ‘me time’. It’s kind of perfect. (If I could move all my Indiana mom friends out here, it would be truly perfect, but I’m getting a little greedy.)

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I’m sorry. I know I fell off the earth. Again. I just couldn’t write what I wanted to write when I thought we might be pregnant, and then once it was official, I was so lost in the symptoms of exhaustion and nausea, I could barely keep my life going forward and be a parent, let alone write about it. So here we go with everything that has happened in the mean time. I’ll try to do a few updates in the next few days with all the highlights, but the major bullet points are:
-We’re having a baby. In September.
-Nora is TWO FRIGGIN YEARS OLD. How did that happen?
-We really need to sell our old house.
-We had a semi major catastrophe at our new house that STILL isn’t all the way fixed.

I’m sure there’s lots of other cool stuff I’m skipping over. But… pregnancy brain. Can’t help it. More later, loves!

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An end in sight

So if you know me or Brandon in real life, you probably have heard once or twice about how much we kinda hate this house and want to move.
Except moving is never simple, especially with a fixer-upper that seems willfully resistant to being improved, not to mention the perils of selling and buying a home in general. Throw in the mix two cats, a dog, and of course a baby, and moving seems to be a lusty dream that still falls into the ‘some day’ category. That is, of course unless you find a good sized hunk of money that your husband’s former employer is offering in the form of a cashed out pension. (Seriously, I didn’t even know that some jobs still came with pensions.) Now this hunk of money doesn’t make us wildly rich or anything, but it does let us pay down some debt (mostly car payments) so that if the stars align, we can reasonably afford a second mortgage.
Now there truly are plenty of stars that would need to align for this to become a reality. Obviously we need to talk to some home buying and selling professionals to see if our good-on-paper plan really is good. Then we’d have to actually find a house that we would want to consider buying. And the standard red tape and headaches that usually follow, plus the joy of actually packing and moving with the aforementioned critters … Ug, do I really want to do this?
(The answer is a resounding YES! We really kinda hate this house!)
And THEN comes a marathon of repairs and renovations to get THIS STUPID HOUSE on the market and sold before anything else breaks. So yeah, we might be moving. Maybe. We’ll see.

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It’s been a whirl-wind week around here, and I’m just now starting to feel caught up! Memorial weekend is a pretty busy one for most people, and our family has kicked it up a notch. Both my anniversary and my nephew Calvin’s birthday fall on May 28th, so we were having a blast with him on Saturday opening presents and getting his first sugar buzz!

Sunday was another big milestone for us: Nora stayed the night at her Grandma Frantz’s house so Brandon and I could get some time to ourselves to celebrate our anniversary. We dropped her off on Sunday evening and I managed to hold back the tears thanks in a big part to this app that allows parents and caregivers to record and track all your daily activities including feeding, diaper changes, sleep, play time, and tons more. At the risk of sounding like an info-mercial, I’m completely obsessed with it! I highly recommend it to any new mom.

After we dropped Nora off, Brandon and I headed out for a casual dinner and then back home. After some world-class fooling around (sorry, TMI) we called it an early bedtime, delighted to have our bed back to ourselves. (Nora is usually between us in her co-sleeper.) Monday I woke up entirely too early, my mind wandering back to Warsaw, wondering how Nora was doing, even though I could see that she slept a whopping SEVEN hours. Eventually Brandon got up as well and we decided to take a motorcycle ride up to the Auburn Cord Deusenberg museum where we got married. It was a hot day, and the ride was perfect. We meandered around the museum for a while, looking at all the different cars, taking a sentimental stroll down the staircase, and imagining some day when Nora would be old enough to enjoy visits to such a neat place. After we headed home, we got a lazy lunch at one of our favorite restaurants. The owner, who is always around, asked us where Nora was, and after we told her she was at Grandma’s while we celebrated, sent over a delicious dessert! Then we hopped in the car for a nice long drive down to the farm where my brother has worked for the past couple of years. We took a nice hot walk around, nibbling on the growing veggies, petting the kittens and chasing a chicken or two, and late that evening we finally got home for another quiet evening to ourselves.

I woke up Tuesday morning pretty desperate to get back to my baby, and when we arrived, she seemed pretty excited to see us as well. I’d also swear she grew an inch and a couple of pounds, since that’s how babies can be when you’re not looking!

The rest of Tuesday and Wednesday disappeared in a blur of cleaning house, trying to get Nora back on schedule, and working out in the yard. Thursday rolled around and Brandon finally had to go back to work, which seemed to make Nora even more needy, and I spent the rest of the week getting little done besides holding her and some one-handed work on my computer.

Saturday & Sunday were another blink of a weekend, spent outside doing more yard work, running errands, and heading to Brandon’s parents to have a birthday cookout for his brother. It wasn’t entirely relaxing since Nora spent Friday night waking up every couple of hours with apparent gas/constipation (yeah, more TMI) and around 6am Saturday morning when she finally got her business done, I was beyond exhausted and never got caught up on sleep.

Which brings us back to now… we spent today sleeping in, going for a coffee run, getting a little work done, and generally being lazy; and there’s more of the same on tap for tomorrow. Wednesday we go back down to Indianapolis to see Nora’s orthopedic specialist and find out some more details about her hip dysplasia and how long she’ll be wearing her brace. I’m desperately hoping for some good news, so keep us in your thoughts and prayers.

Stuff I got done today…

Most days would be considered a complete waste by any normal person. It’s all I can do to get up, put clothes on, and keep the baby alive and happy. Today, however, I really wanted to do more. And by some miracle, I did!

So far today I’ve…

Taken a shower. Did not get my hair blow-dried or styled, but I’m really truly clean. I even put on clean clothes after!

Painted my toenails. Thanks entirely to the miracle of fast drying nail polish. The entire process took maybe 3 minutes, and the end result may happen to look more like a week old pedi than a fresh one, but I can safely wear flip-flops in public with no shame. Or maybe just less shame. And I kinda feel like a real girl again, not just a dairy cow.

Went to the store.  And the Starbucks drive-thru. Not in that order though. Shopping I’d consider pretty dang successful because I got to actually browse for a few things, not just run around like the baby was a time bomb about to go off. Although she kinda started to as we were checking out, thankfully home is less than a block away.

Wrote a blog post. What? Who am I?

Now I still have dinner to cook and three loads of laundry that need folded, but today already feels like a wild success because we actually got out of the house. Go me.

Checklists

I can tell we’re getting to the beginning of the end of this pregnancy, because I’m acting exactly like I did in the weeks before the wedding.

I have a master to-do list, and each week I make myself a little (HA) list based off of that. It keeps me focused when I’m spinning. Bad things happen when I’m spinning, trust me. Also, I put everything on my calendar, even the little fun stuff that you’d think I’d never forget. Because I would. It’s ok though, despite all the lists and details and schedules, I’m still really enjoying being pregnant.

I also realized what I want to be doing in my early labor “live your life” hours, besides taking a nap. I’m going to the grocery store, and making snacks. Just because I’m giving birth soon doesn’t mean I’m going to be a bad hostess. I kept it very simple, and Brandon will be able to help, but making food for people is one of those little things in my world that make me happy and keep me focused. At some point(s), I do expect someone will tell me to slow down or take a break and try to sleep. At least that’s how I’m told it will go. But there is a plan to help pass the time.

One of the other lists I’m probably too proud of is our grocery shopping list. It’s the list of basic items I look for in our house every week before we do our shopping… stuff we use all the time or need fresh each week. This list has lived in my head, in various forms, for years, the only additions are ingredients for the dinners I plan to cook during the week. But since I’ve started a massive project to have a few weeks worth of dinners in the freezer, this list should be all Brandon needs to run to the store without even consulting me. I’m so genius.

The last big list is a ‘what’s in the freezer’ list. I realized that just because I know what’s in the freezer, doesn’t mean Brandon knows what’s in the freezer. And if he finds a couple of things he likes, he might decide to eat all the good stuff first, leaving us with a week of things he’s going to complain about. So there’s a master list, complete with the number of servings he can check off each time he pulls stuff out. All I have to do now is finish putting things in.

Maybe, just maybe with all of this preparation and planning, those first few days and weeks will fly by in a mildly sleep deprived, but never hungry, blur!

Gratitude day 19

I know I can’t give thanks for Brandon on here again (even though I do every day).  But I do want to give thanks for good communication. Or great, as I often feel I’m blessed with between us.

With his new job, and the baby, we’ve talked a lot about moving soon. The trouble is, this house still needs a fair amount of work, and one of the most expensive projects has come up next: the kitchen. We’ve gone back & forth on what exactly we want to do with it, how much is ‘enough’ or do we really absolutely have to do it at all? There are so many questions that our own negotiations simply will not answer, so we decided that we probably should at least talk with a real estate agent and find out what the low down and dirty really is.

Now I’ll admit I was just as gung-ho as he was about moving within the year after he started  his new job. Renovating this house has been kind of ugly at times and I’m ready to end the torture. However. We’ve also discussed the idea of starting to plan for a second child right away (not RIGHT away, but within a few months, not years). And all of this pressure has been starting to mount on Brandon as to  how we’re going to be able to pull it all off.

So finally he clued me in on just how frustrated he’s starting to feel with all of these directions he’s being pulled. And we talked it all through. And then we made a plan. Actually more of a plan on how to make a plan, but like I said, we’re going to need a little expert advice. And then at the end of the day, we came together as about as perfect a team as I could imagine, and we worked it out.

Now, not every time do we admit when things are stressing us out in time to avoid drama, but this was one time that really felt right because we were truly able to listen and help each other. And I couldn’t be more grateful.