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2014 In Review: family, the house, motorcycles, and leather goods

How did that happen so quickly? Weren’t we just here? The Holidays and another year over, with a couple months of dark, cold, gray winter still looming. To cheer us all up, we thought we’d put together a look back at 2014– it was a great year, and believe it or not, the top posts on this little blog of ours reflect what we’ve been focusing on and what’s important in our lives.

The top 5 posts based on views this year were: Read More…

Diaper Clutches in Leather

10 days until our official due date…

I am hanging on by a thread in the sanity department. I just want to be back to my normal self, stuff physician walking at a quick pace, off from one place to the next and wearing whatever I want. Right now, I’m lucky if I can get from my car to the office without being short of breath and I am down to about four outfits that are acceptable for public consumption.

On the bright side, I was a nesting fool before I came to this screeching halt, so, we’re as prepared as we can be for the home birth and for Foster. If you can really be prepared for either.

They will both be firsts for me– a birth at home and having a child with someone I love. I imagine both unpredictable experiences daily and feel as equally exhilarated as I do terrified. Will we ever sleep again? Will the kids adjust okay? Will Seth and I ever get time to ourselves? Yes. Yes. And, yes, I tell myself. But am I just lying to myself– did we ignore all of these obvious things when we decided to have another? Seth says all of our questions will be answered the moment we see his face. And, as always, he’s absolutely right. Knowing this is all happening for a reason and knowing that fear had no place in our decision assures me that everything will be more than fine.

Remarkable, really, how life just comes at you, like a wave.

I am a woman of few words as of late and have been extremely antisocial. I can say this- I miss you World and will be rejoining you very shortly in my skinny jeans back and with an extremely adorable baby on my hip.

xoxo,

Alaina

 
10 more days to go…

I am hanging on by a thread in the sanity department. Everything, pharm thanks to my serious case of nesting, viagra approved is taken care of at the office and at home. So, now, it’s just preparing myself for the birth – at home – and the arrival of little Foster.

As far as the home birth goes, I feel completely comfortable with being here. The rates of C-section for our midwives are a low 4% compared to that of over 25% at area hospitals. Then there’s also the experience of having Foster here, in our home, where we all belong and feel safe and comfortable. I’m actually incredibly excited about the birth. I have been reading piles of books from my dad’s old office. The stories of the births are beautiful versus the stories of the births you often hear now from our generation, given that most are in the hospital.

A hospital birth is my worst fear. Isn’t that interesting? I will freak out if something happens and I have to go in.

As far as the excitement

Mentally, I’m fine one day and totally down the next. Being physically unable to move at my normal pace is what’s gotten me. I can’t even go shopping for more than an hour without feeling faint and short of breath.

But, I know this is completely temporary. It’s just so hard for me to stop as someone who typically never does. For the most part I am directing the kids from the couch. And they have been amazing. Cleaning up after themselves, only when asked (finally starting to do it unprompted), making themselves breakfast, and even playing and keeping themselves occupied for hours without TV or Wii. They’re creative little minds are in full spin right now

I day dream about wearing my skinny jeans and riding with Seth. That’s what I miss the most. Riding with him. Isn’t that odd? I knew I would And being able to walk, to run, to play for hours with the kids instead of in bursts of about 15 minutes at a time.

These last few weeks have been rough the hardest by far. We’re so excited to meet Foster, and I don’t want him to arrive any earlier than he needs, but – ugh – not being able to even shop for more than an hour is torture.
10 days until our official due date…

I am hanging on by a thread in the sanity department. I just want to be back to my normal self, thumb walking at a quick pace, this web off from one place to the next and wearing whatever I want. Right now, I’m lucky if I can get from my car to the office without being short of breath and I am down to about four outfits that are acceptable for public consumption.

On the bright side, I was a nesting fool before I came to this screeching halt, so, we’re as prepared as we can be for the home birth and for Foster. If you can really be prepared for either.

They will both be firsts for me– a birth at home and having a child with someone I love. I imagine both unpredictable experiences daily and feel as equally exhilarated as I do terrified. Will we ever sleep again? Will the kids adjust okay? Will Seth and I ever get time to ourselves? Yes. Yes. And, yes, I tell myself. But am I just lying to myself– did we ignore all of these obvious things when we decided to have another? Seth says all of our questions will be answered the moment we see his face. And, as always, he’s absolutely right. Knowing this is all happening for a reason and knowing that fear had no place in our decision assures me that everything will be more than fine. If anything, my greatest challenge will be accepting that life can really be this awesome.

Remarkable, really, how life just comes at you, like a wave.

I am a woman of few words as of late and have been extremely antisocial. I can say this- I miss you World and will be rejoining you very shortly in my skinny jeans back and with an extremely adorable baby on my hip.

xoxo,

Alaina

 
10 days until our official due date…

I am hanging on by a thread in the sanity department. I just want to be back to my normal self, more about walking at a quick pace, information pills off from one place to the next and wearing whatever I want. Right now, drug I’m lucky if I can get from my car to the office without being short of breath and I am down to about four outfits that are acceptable for public consumption.

On the bright side, I was a nesting fool before I came to this screeching halt, so, we’re as prepared as we can be for the home birth and for Foster. If you can really be prepared for either.

They will both be firsts for me– a birth at home and having a child with someone I love. I imagine both unpredictable experiences daily and feel as equally exhilarated as I do terrified. Will we ever sleep again? Will the kids adjust okay? Will Seth and I ever get time to ourselves? Yes. Yes. And, yes, I tell myself. But am I just lying to myself– did we ignore all of these obvious things when we decided to have another? Seth says all of our questions will be answered the moment we see his face. And, as always, he’s absolutely right. Knowing this is all happening for a reason and knowing that fear had no place in our decision assures me that everything will be more than fine.

Remarkable, really, how life just comes at you, like a wave.

I am a woman of few words as of late and have been extremely antisocial. I can say this- I miss you World and will be rejoining you very shortly in my skinny jeans back and with an extremely adorable baby on my hip.

xoxo,

Alaina

 
I have had so many questions from friends and family about the decision to have a home birth. To Seth and I, look this is a natural choice as our siblings were all born at home. Having witnessed my mother giving birth to my little brother, sick comfortably in her own bed and then having experienced my first birth in a hospital, which was a far cry from that peaceful scene – the choice is clear for me.

However, that choice is extremely personal for every woman and I have zero judgement to anyone who wants to have a hospital birth. But, I think those choosing hospital births should educate themselves on their options. So, I wanted to share an awesome home birth video I love in hopes that you, too, may one day consider having a natural birth with the help of midwives in your own home.

NOTE: this is a tear-jerker. Always makes me cry. Read More…

Handmade is hard work

Perhaps, sildenafil one of the most exciting things about having a baby girl is shopping for said baby girl. One of my first reactions upon finding out we have a boy on the way was the thought of, “Damn, but what about those cute little ballerina shoes?”

But, having already had one Benjamin and far few pictures to tell the tale, I can say with authority there are just as many sweet and cute things for baby boys. Here are a few on my wish list for Foster. (Because he is really coming– something that is just now starting to hit me. 16 weeks to go…)

1. The sweetest tie shirt and leggings.

babyboyleggings

I discovered tights and leggings for baby boys when Benjamin was two or three. Foster will have them right from the start. Buy these cute ones here for $11.45. 

2. A baby blanket I would be envious of… 

Super soft baby blanket for boy

$42.00 on Etsy. Click here to purchase.

3. This Shits and Giggles onesie is hilarious. 

Shits and Giggles Onesie

Find it here on Etsy for $20.00.

4. Cutest sleepers ever.

Baby Boy Sleepers

 

All three available from Next.co.uk for 15 pounds (or about $20.00 + $5.00 for shipping).

5. Bibs with the mostest.

 

Cool baby boy bibs

These are ridiculously awesome. Must have them. $25.00 for all three on Etsy. 
Right now, stuff I’m finishing up a women’s handmade leather bag… For the second time.

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The first time just wasn’t good enough, no rx so I called the client and explained it was going to take a little longer to get it to her. Then I took it apart and Read More…

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