Tender Mercies

I'll be the first to admit that I began "nesting" before I was in my 3rd trimester. I had no idea how much energy I would or wouldn't have when the 8th and 9th month rolled around, so I naturally had to get the big chores on my list accomplished while I still could. That's not to say I didn't ask for help from my husband, who lovingly crawled behind our apartment's washer and dryer to pull it out so that I could clean behind it (because we all know babies care if it is clean behind the washer and dryer). Amazing that he could fit, right? It really wasn't too difficult to get my 920 sq ft apartment "deep cleaned," but it always feels good, no matter the size of the house. Having no toddlers to run after or a job to go to each day has allowed me to entertain my love of cleaning and organizing and get all of my projects completed before baby. The only problem with me not being a procrastinator is that I completed my list 3 weeks b...

I saw this quote for the first time a week ago on my friend's fridge. When I see most quotes I think, "oh that's a nice one," and then go off and forget about it within a minute. Not this one. This quote really resonated with me and I couldn't get it off of my mind. I'm still thinking about it a week later.  Early on in my pregnancy my doctor told me that I "was at risk for preterm labor" because of my past history (i.e, a uterine septum that was resected). They scared me with these words because I was born nearly 6 weeks preterm and I didn't want to have to go through that for my own. I wondered if my body would be able to do this whole pregnancy thing, especially with my past three miscarriages.  Now, here I am, two days away from being 39 weeks and have had no sign of impending labor, nor do I desire to be induced. As I try and keep my mind and body occupied while I await my baby, I have been watching many of my friends post pict...

With my sister in town, I knew I needed to take the opportunity to have her be my photographer for my maternity shots. Unfortunately, the 50 degree weather of last week disappeared and we were back in the chill of winter. The weather man said it was going to be in the teens on the day we decided to take photos, as well as a chance of snow, but I wasn't going to hold my breath...the weather man is often wrong. Not today. It snowed all night and this morning we braved the 10 degree weather to take my maternity shots. Thank you, sis! I think they turned out great.