Saturday, November 15, 2014


The beginning of a few catch up posts! Allll the way back to the summer when I was between 13 and 17ish weeks and slowly but surely recovering from the constant nausea.

My parents came for a visit! I ended nearly every night early to go home and spend some time with my friend the toilet, and we had to cancel a few plans due to being put on bed rest, BUT we got some fun stuff in too and everything is better when parents are around.

At Fashion Island:
Angel's game:

The day after our trip to Maui I decided to go to Utah last minute, followed by ANOTHER trip just a week or so later to meet new baby Finn! Nothing is better than Utah in the summer. Except for maybe Utah during the winter. Or Utah any time family still lives there.
 We got my dad a record player for his birthday. We always feel pretty proud of ourselves when we get him something he loves! The man is hard to shop for.
 Meeting baby Finn!! "Cootest baby in the world," according to Sawyer
 A little friend reunion with high school friends. These pictures make me laugh:
 A little Metcalf time:
 So hard choosing one. It's never been my strong suit. 
 Smores in the backyard, one of my all time favorite things:
All night (or for the length of 1 movie) every night:

So there it is, a little of June and July not to be forgotten in the wake of pregnancy nausea! Although how I look in these pictures will remind me of the sickness forever, so there's that.

Friday, October 3, 2014


My answer to "how's pregnancy?" varies greatly by trimester, day, weather, TV schedule, etc. etc., so I feel like I can't give an overall "great!" or "meh" answer. If you had asked me at any point during the first 14 weeks or so, I was pretty honest that I wasn't loving it. I was having some sort of problem every week it seemed; trips to the urgent care and ER that felt a little more dramatic than needed, bed rest, SO much sickness (all day every day,) exhaustion, throwing up at work, home, my car, public bathrooms all across Southern California..lovely really. It wasn't great and I was never really good at smiling and lying, "I'm doing great!" Not that anyone who asked couldn't tell how I was feeling by how I looked anyway. I kept telling Ryan, "One and done!" because the first trimester had me pretty positive I never wanted to be pregnant again.

1st trimester

At the beginning of the 2nd trimester I got my energy back before the nausea completely faded, which made such a huge difference! And I eventually got to that glorious stage of energy and excitement everyone promised me would come. At 18 weeks we went in for the big ultrasound and it was then that it really became real for me. We had many ultrasounds up to this point, more than I was supposed to have, so we had seen the little bean many times in all it's little arm and leg nub glory. I went into this one expecting it to be like all the others and was so surprised to see how big our lil' bebe was!! It was a real human instead of a gummy bear, and the little profile and beating heart made me cry.

Earlier, during the ER fiasco, the ultrasound techs were super nice to calm my worries and said, "it's too early too tell but we're pretty positive it's a boy." Ryan said, "Oh yay!...I think I wanted a girl." I had been feeling like it was a boy all along and they were so confident that we believed them and quickly chose a name and everything. There were a couple weeks afterwards where I started feeling like, "I think maybe it's a girl..." but didn't really trust myself. But at the same time I wasn't totally surprised when the ultrasound tech this time said, "Looks like this baby is a girl!" Ryan said, "Plot twist!" and made her check 5 more times until she finally said, "I'm pretty damn sure it's a girl." Good enough for us! It was weird changing our mindset from baby boy Milo to a girl for a day or so, but EXCITED we were and EXCITED we still are. Knowing the sex really helped me picture life with a new baby better and picture what she will look and be like. I started feeling more connected to her, LOVED feeling her move and had little to no complaints. Where the first trimester was exhausting, the second was fun and exciting. And she was henceforth known as "baby girr."

2nd trimester:

I'm 27 weeks now, just about to start the 3rd trimester, and feeling like the glory days of the 2nd are behind me. Just this week I had a major growth spurt and had a really hard time sleeping and feeling so uncomfortable all day. The drive to and from work, especially from, has become tiring and painful on my back, but 12 hour work days will do that to you. I'm not necessarily looking forward to the 3 more months of growing I have, sigh. Is this fun to read? What else can I complain about? Let's switch to positive: laying down at night to feel baby girr move is my favorite thing to do. My belly moves like crazy! I try poking her to get her to move when I can feel exactly where she is and Ryan always says, "Let her sleep!"

So there's that, my uninteresting summary of pregnancy so far. I haven't been into official "belly pictures," not sure if I'll regret all these hideous bathroom selfies from work and our messy bathroom or not. And if you can't tell I have completely given up on looking somewhat presentable. Sleep an extra 45 minutes or shower and do my hair? Sleep.  We love our little bebe and are feeling so anxious for her to get here!!