Wednesday, May 11, 2016

"Sleep Now!"

So my best friend is having a baby tomorrow! We're so excited for her and her husband and can't wait to meet the little nugget. They don't know if it's a boy or a girl- and while I feel like it's a girl, I selfishly really hope it's a boy so him and Elliot can play together!

Last week, they scheduled her for a c-section, so we have spent the last week talking about ALL the feelings she is having. I so vividly remember my feelings in the days leading up to my due date- it's such an emotional time. I can't decide if it would have helped me knowing exactly when it was coming or not. The not knowing exactly when thing was hard...but knowing exactly when? I think that would have caused me to freak out a little more.

In all our chats over the past week, we've talked about a lot. She's asked tons of questions. I've given plenty of advice. But the one piece of advice I haven't given her? "Sleep now! You won't sleep when the baby comes."

Seriously though. Every time someone told me to "sleep now!" I wanted to throw shit at them. Of course I had heard all the horrors stories about babies not sleeping. And I was definitely not looking forward to it (as someone who LOVES my sleep).

My response to those people? Sleeping while pregnant is great (not comfortable but whatever)...but it sure has hell doesn't help me when my baby is awake every 3-4 hours. Those marathon napping weekends mean jack shit when my baby decides he's hungry and all I want to do is go back to bed. And cuddling up on the couch for an evening nap with my dog certainly doesn't do anything for me now when Elliot demands attention from the minute I get home to the minute he goes to bed.

Now I understand I'm a lucky one (at least for now) in the fact that my child sleeps pretty well. But I'm still waking up multiple times a night. And I most definitely am not able to nap away my Sunday afternoons while marathoning Harry Potter.

So "Sleep before the baby comes! You'll never sleep again!" or any variation of that is basically the most unhelpful thing to EVER say to a pregnant woman.

Friday, May 6, 2016

Three Months with Baby E

How in the world do I have a THREE MONTH old child? I'm still trying to come to terms with the fact that I have a child at all. It still kind of blows my mind. But the fact that he is now three months old? Just wow.

I absolutely love seeing the transition from his one month pictures to his three month ones. You can just see his little personality coming out now. This is such a fun time. The newborn days were full of sleeping and eating and snuggles- and they were amazing.

But now? Now we get the big smiles when he sees us. We get the giggles at random times...which then prompts us to spend the next 45 minutes trying to get him to laugh again. Because seriously that sound is like a drug- give me ALL the baby laughs! He's not eating every 45 minutes to an hour all evening now. And he goes to bed by 8- so we actually have some time to relax in the evenings. And most nights (except for last night of course), he only wakes up once to eat.

I know this will all likely change soon. As things tend to go with a babys. But for now? Now, we are just going to soak up every minute with this little man.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Life Lately

I have two nieces. My cousins have mostly little girls. Before a month ago, my time spent around baby boys was very minimal.

The whole time I was pregnant, I obviously knew there was a chance we would have a boy. For some reason, I just assumed we would have a girl though. I mean, everyone we knew had girls. My mom and Doug were convinced from day 1 though that our little nugget was a boy.

Then Elliot was born. And I became a boy mom.

Now, as of right now, he's just a baby. Not much is different. You know...except the super skill of peeing all over the me, the wall, himself, etc... every time I take his diaper off. Without fail.

But these days, we're just figuring out life with a tiny person. A tiny person who has taken over our lives. In the best way possible. We're figuring out what his different cries mean, how to make him happy and what makes him mad (when Doug or I talk to him and when he's hungry- which is literally all the time), how to survive life with him...and how to keep him alive, and of course the tricks to prevent him from peeing all over everything.

My days seem like a blur of feeding him (seriously...all the time), staring at his adorable little face, trying to keep our house in at least some sort of order, remembering to eat, and trying to get us out of the house occasionally.

And I've watched my husband become an incredible father. Somehow, I've grown to love him even more than I did as I watch him pick up our little man and talk to him and snuggle with him.

This post was obviously more about showing off our adorable new born pictures. All of our newborn pics were taken by Katherine Smith Studio. I kind of lucked into finding her- I work with her sister and had mentioned something when I was looking for a photographer and her sister told me about her. I love all them so much and I'm so glad we'l have pictures like this of our little man when he was just a week old! As I sit her with a 7 week old, I find it hard to remember my little chunky man being that small!

*side note* I wrote this post like two weeks ago...and forgot to post it. And I'm just now logging on for the first time to actually do it! Oops. 

Monday, February 8, 2016

He's Here!

Obviously I have been a little quiet around here, but I think for a pretty good reason.

Elliot LaVigne Gautier was born on February 2 at 4:05 pm after around 19 hours of labor. 7 pounds 8 ounces and 21 1/2 inches long, he's pretty damn adorable (in my very biased opinion).

Labor sucked. And jaundice sucks (especially when it results in a longer hospital stay). But we're finally home and little man is getting stronger and healthier every day.

 I had big plans of writing more. HA. Not with a newborn. Time for someone to eat.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Past Due

I am officially past my due date. For the last 9 months, January 31 has been the end point in my mind. This baby was supposed to come by or on January 31. Ha. Just kidding. I always knew that there was a good chance that this baby would come late. But in the last month, I've been seriously hoping that this would be the end point.

All month, I've been playing the waiting game. And that waiting game continues.

So what do you do the weekend your supposed to be having a baby but nothing is happening?

1. Enjoy the unseasonably warm Cleveland weather and take the slowest walks around the block with your husband and dog.

2. Watch a whole season of Pretty Little Liars on Netflix while bouncing up and down on a workout ball

3. Continue to bounce on said ball, all while sending positive, downward thoughts to the baby

4. Eat ridiculously spicy food for every meal.

5. Try out a new diner for breakfast because they have sausage gravy and biscuits (which for some reason has been harder to find than I would have expected)

6. Nap

7. Play a new puzzle game with husband

8. Answer 500 texts about whether you have had the baby or not

9. Wander around Target aimlessly two days in a row

10. Think that every single ache and pain is contractions. And then get upset when you realize it's not

Thing's to not do the weekend your supposed to have a baby?

1. Not have a baby

So here it is Monday morning, and the waiting game continues.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Boy or Girl??

Early on, we decided we weren't going to find out the gender of the baby. Ok...well I decided and slowly pulled Doug over to my way of thinking. And for 8 and a half months, I was super happy with the decision to wait to find out. However, now that we're within a week or so of meeting this little one? I JUST WANT TO KNOW ALREADY!!!

Erin posted the other day a bunch of old wives tales that are supposed to help predict boy or girl. I've been meaning to post something similar, and since we will be meeting this baby sooner than later - now seems like a great time to do it!

Chinese Gender Chart
According to this chart, it'll be a BOY!
The Mayans/Even & Odd - GIRL
If your age and year of conception are both even or odd, it's a girl. One of each means a boy.
Heartbeat - GIRL
If the heartbeat is over 140+ beats per minute, that points to girl. 140 or less means boy. This little ones heartbeat has hovered around the 140s pretty consistently, but is always over.
Skin/Beauty - BOY
If you're breaking out a lot, expect a little girl as they say she's "stealing your beauty."  I had some breakouts early on, but it hasn't really been that bad. Just super dry skin...but I think that's more about the dry and cold weather than the baby! So we'll go with boy.
Morning Sickness - BOY
Sickness tends to mean it's a girl, but little to none means boy. I feel guilty every time I say this, but I never got sick. I barely ever had nauseousness, and I never threw up. Thanks to my mama for strong genes on this one ('ve asked a ton of friends if they were sick or not, and if their mom was when she was pregnant. More often than not- it has been the same!
Cravings - GIRL
Salty stuff means boy, sweets equals girl. GIVE ME ALL THE COOKIES. No, but seriously- I have had an insane sweet tooth which is really not normal for me.
Mood Swings - BOY
If you're experiencing lots of mood swings it's a girl. Doug has told me he expected my moods to be a lot crazier, but I've really been relatively calm. Some random tears here and there...mostly in the last few weeks. But I feel like that's kind of normal being in my ninth month!

Clumsiness - BOY
If you're more clumsy when pregnant, it's a boy. If nothing changes, it's a girl. HA- this one is hilarious. I drop stuff all the time. I run into things all the time. I refused to go outside when we had a ton of snow on the ground because I was terrified about falling.

The Belly Test - BOY
Carrying in the front? It's a boy. Expanding horizontally? A girl. Boy takes this one for me. My coworkers routinely comment on the fact that from the back, they have no idea I'm pregnant (minus my very distinct pregnant waddle these days).

Doug's vote? BOY

My vote? I have absolutely no idea!

If we go by this? Boy- all the way! Not counting mine and Doug's votes, we have 6 to 3 in favor of a boy. Doug has had a gut feeling that it's a boy since the beginning. Same with my mom. I change my mind on basically a daily basis, so my vote doesn't really mean much!

Guess we'll see!!

Monday, January 25, 2016

Nursery Reveal

Pretty soon after we found out we were expecting, I excitedly started pinning nursery inspiration like crazy. I posted all about that over here. And considering this little is due in a week (!!!!!!), figure it's time to share the nursery!

As a reminder, this is what we started with.

Obviously it was a nursery before we moved in, and we just never got around to changing it up. Which was fine considering we knew it would become a nursery again someday. And while I loved the bright yellow and the caterpillar, I knew I wanted to change it up to make the room ours.

Welcome to Baby G's nursery. The room itself is rather tiny. Luckily, there was the perfect little nook right outside the room to put our rocking chair, which was my grandmas. The blanket hanging over the back of the chair was crocheted by my mom. 

View of the nursery from the door

My parents bought us the crib. While we went with white for everything else, we decided to stick with a wood crib. It is one that can be converted to a toddler bed, and then a full size one- so we figured the wooden one would transition better.

The bed skirt, curtain valences and crib quilt (which you can see a peak of!) were made by my mom. Having a mom who can sew is kind of the best. Starting above the crib and continuing about halfway around the room is a garland, which I thought brought in another bright pop of color.

A better view of the prints hanging above the crib
The crib quilt. My mom surprised me with it- I love it. 
The other end of the garland.
A bookshelf which I can not wait to fill!
And the guardian angel picture, which hung in my bedroom while I was growing up

The dresser (you can see the before here) was thrifted for just $40! A coat of paint, some new drawer pulls and it's as good as new! And perfect for a changing table. The mirror was another random find from a coworker getting rid of it. Again, a fresh coat of paint and it adds a perfect little pop of color. 

The top of the dresser is pretty small. So when I saw how Diana from Wonderfully Made used this wire caddy from Target to hold diapers and other odds and ends, I knew it would be perfect! 

I'll spare you from the closet- it's kind of messy and not fully ready to go- so nothing exciting to see.

I love how the room came out though! While there wasn't really a theme that we had in mind, I think the colors all pulled together perfectly. And now....just waiting for this baby!