Ok, so I skipped week 26. This last week has been emotional, stressful and just plain crazy. Between moving, Christmas, and visits from the in-laws and my brother, you’ll have to forgive me for missing one photo.
After a great weekend with my brother, his wife and “family” in Loveland, the moving truck arrived bright and early Monday morning. Despite his punk-ass kid appearance, our moving foreman – Moses – was on top of it. Within three hours Moses and his pothead partner had us moved out of our apartment and into our new home.
Since Monday, the house has been in disarray, my internet company – Century Link – brought me to tears (sobs, actually), and my husband has been working almost non-stop. Thankfully, my in-laws came to town and they (along with Chris’ grandparents) came over Saturday to help clean. What a blessing.
Now on to the “how does mama feel” part of my weekly preggo update. Besides being an emotional mess – I’m doing well physically. I’m growing and baby is growing, which is evidenced by the picture. Baby has also been given a name. Her name is Grace Aline. To clarify, Aline is pronounced A-leen, and it’s my great-grandmother’s name, my grandmother’s name and my sister’s middle name. As for how we picked Grace – God has richly blessed us and because of His grace (not of our own doing) we have been consistently provided for. Through the last year, and especially in the last 6 months, we’ve learned a lot about God’s grace. It’s our prayer that we will continue to trust in God’s grace and guidance in our parenting and that our Grace will grow into a beautiful woman of God, sharing His grace and sovereignty with everyone she meets.
Today was our final walk through of our new home. We close tomorrow and are excited, anxious, terrified, etc. I’ve prepped my realtor and mortgage broker for tomorrow by telling them I will be there with my life’s savings (literally) and a box of tissues.
Buying this house – after this unborn little girl – is the biggest leap of faith we’ve taken to-date. There were lots of tears, lots of prayers and lots of help from our mortgage broker and realtor put into buying this tiny, little home. I look forward to making it ours and watching our family grow in it.
The apartment is a mess at the moment – which one would expect when preparing to move. Thankfully, we don’t own much – except an excessive amount of beer. Seriously. Excessive. We are hiring a moving company – but they are not to touch the beer. That’s the job of my husband and brother – who know what precious cargo they will be transporting.
I should also mention that this house is on Hooker St. On our way to the house this morning we passed the street because there was no sign indicating that it was Hooker St. I guess there’s probably a problem with hooligans stealing the street sign. I guess I can’t blame them…
More pictures of the house to come!
Week 25 and only 15 to go! Crazy. This month has been flying by and I’m sure she’ll be here before we know it.
There’s not a whole lot to report here. We began packing today, as we close on our house on Thursday the 19th and move on the 23rd. So yes, we will spend Christmas in a fairly empty house – but we’ll have many, many more Christmas’ to enjoy there.
My brother and his wife flying in Friday the 20th and we are so looking forward to seeing them! While we feel bad they will be sleeping in a boxed-up apartment for the night, I think we’ll still have a great time out of the apartment exploring Denver and in Loveland at Briee’s family’s house.
Last thing to report – I went to a cookie exchange yesterday and I cannot stop eating the cookies. It’s a problem. Seriously. I may gain an excessive amount of weight in the weeks to come – so no fat jokes, please =)
Let me preface this post by saying I’m currently obsessed with cereal. If I could have cereal for every meal of the day I would be happy – but would also have some sort of nutritional deficiency. And that’s not good for Baby E. So I eat other things in addition to a daily helping of cereal.
Here’s my problem with cereal… it’s super expensive. Even the crappy sugar cereal is expensive. I especially love granola and THAT is crazy expensive. I have a dear friend who moved out of her parents’ house a few years ago for the first time, and on her first trip to the grocery store living independently she sent me a text to ask for my granola recipe because it was too expensive to buy.
I’ve got several granola recipes that I love. The more “unhealthy” one is found in the Joy the Baker cookbook. It’s a chocolate granola that is SUPER yummy. You’ll have to get the cookbook for that recipe. Another is a gingerbread granola from Cookie + Kate (but I leave out the candied ginger). The recipe I will share is a basic granola recipe. This recipe is from Cooking Light, but with a couple small modifications.
- 6 cups rolled oats
- 1/4 cup chopped almonds
- 1/4 cup chopped pecans
- 1 tablespoon brown sugar
- 1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/3 cup maple syrup
- 1/4 cup honey
- 1/4 cup orange juice (i just use the juice from 1 orange)
- 1/2 teaspoon almond extract
- Cooking spray
- 1/4 cup dried cranberries
- 1/4 cup chopped dried apricots
- Preheat oven to 300°.
- Combine first 5 ingredients in a large bowl. Add syrup, honey, juice, and almond extract; toss well. Spread mixture evenly onto a jelly-roll pan coated with cooking spray. Bake at 300° for 45 minutes, stirring every 15 minutes. Stir in cranberries and apricots. Cool completely. Store in a zip-top plastic bag or air tight container.
- The key to cheap granola is buying in bulk. I go to Sprouts or Whole Foods and purchase from their bulk section.
- Use a light colored pan, as it will help the granola not burn.
- Keep a close eye on this the last 15 mins. You might use less time.
You’ll be eating this for weeks, so hope you enjoy it!
It’s been a week and I haven’t changed a whole lot. Tonight, I said to Chris… I think we’re only going to do this (take weekly photos) with the first kid. He gave me the death stare and said, “Well, I feel bad for the second child.” He’s the second child, I am the first. But I really don’t think I will take weekly pictures with my other kids.
Anyway, I’ve kept fairly active throughout this pregnancy but this week was tough due to frigged (below 10) temperatures and snow. Last year we hardly had any snow in Denver. And when it did snow it melted immediately, due to the strong sun, high altitude, etc. I feel as though I may have been given a false impression of Denver… but I’ll give it some more time.
In other news, I thought I lost the ONLY pair of pants that fit me today. I did laundry this week and left my jeans in the laundry room of our apartment building to dry. I went to get them this morning and they were gone!! I cried. It was devastating. I wrote a note and taped it to the front door of the apartment building pleading with the pant thief to return them! I pulled the preggo card and said they are my only pants! They were returned tonight by the very apologetic boyfriend of apartment #6 who grabbed them by accident. Crisis averted.
One of the things that finally prompted me to start this blog is to post preggo pics. I would like to share them with my family and friends – without posting each week to Facebook and having everyone make fat comments. Though, the comments on the couple photos I’ve posted so far have actually boosted my self-esteem quite a bit.
Anyway, I have been taking these pictures weekly since week 13. [Maybe I can hone my Photoshop skills and create a progression since the beginning, but don’t hold your breath.] It’s been really awesome to look back on these photos and see how I’ve changed – going from “normal” to bloated to “she looks like she’s been drinking a ton of beer” to “oh my gosh she’s pregnant!” Here’s my most recent picture taken Sunday, 12.01. DISCLAIMER: I look exhausted in the picture because DAMN it’s hard growing a human!
Since this is my first post about my pregnancy I’ll fill in the details. My guess date is March 28 and we are having a girl! I’ve really had an easy pregnancy so far, and have had no sickness or serious discomfort. While I have done more complaining than I should about my weight, hip pain, huge boobs, peeing every 5 seconds, etc., it’s really been a pleasant experience. My husband, Chris, is thrilled to be having a girl – actually he’s just thrilled we’re having a baby – and has been super encouraging, loving and just way too darn nice to me for the last 23 weeks. I’m blessed.