Saturday, October 31, 2009


Last year for Halloween, David dressed up as his best friend from work, and I was MG #6, an inside joke from the FF (4/5ths) SB2K8 trip to the BIB. Here’s a picture of us and a picture of the Harvard girls. The party was really a Fab 5 reunion weekend, and I was sure I was pregnant. I took a test the morning of the party, so I could tell my girls the exciting news that night. However, it was negative. The weekend was a blast, but I was so disappointed about not being pregnant.

On Wednesday of that week, I had the worst day ever at school. I came home, got into a hot bath, and proceeded to cry for 10 minutes—very unusual for me (that should have been a clue). Why was I letting those little darlings get to me? So, after finally finishing the worst week ever, I drove home Friday afternoon daydreaming of a bubble bath and a cocktail. Then, a little voice (perhaps a little birdie) told me, “Don’t drink anything….” I did a u-turn and drove back to the CVS by the school to get a pregnancy test.

I went home and took it right away. After the two-minute waiting period, it was negative. I told the voice, “See?” and I got my bath started. When I started cleaning up the trash, I glanced at the test again and saw the faintest, barely there, maybe-it’s-thinking-about-it pink line. What? Oh great. I’m the one in four women who can’t accurately read a pregnancy test. Now this was just annoying. I just had to be cheap and buy the store brand test. You’re not supposed to read the test after a period of time, so I figured that it had just been too long, and that’s why I was maybe, kinda sorta seeing a line. But, I had to make sure.

So I got back in the car and went to the grocery store and got the expensive, two-in-a-box test. Came home, took one. There was a real line. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Could it really be? I drank a ton of water and forced myself to wait a few hours and took another. Yes! It was straight out of a silly sitcom, but there they were. Three positive tests lined up on my counter. I didn’t jump up and down and cry the tears of joy I had daydreamed I would when I finally, finally saw a positive test. I just smiled in amazement and prayed and thanked God for our miracle baby.

It’s a long story about why I had to wait, but I was finally able to say the words “I’m pregnant!” to David at 11 pm that night; I think we stayed up all night talking about the future. Those few hours in between were very special to me. I had this most delicious secret all to myself, and I was so excited that our lives were about to change.

The next day, we drove to NYC and spent the day walking in the rain together, completely enamored with the idea that we were about to be parents. I didn't think we'd ever stop smiling.

Our baby has been in our lives for a year now, and it has been the best year of my life.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

for my entertainment

I'm sure my family members would appreciate the sweet, adorable pictures of my girl, but I particularly like the ones that make me laugh. Just wait until this girl can sit up on her own. Oh, think of the fun pictures I'll be able to get then....

David thinks I photoshopped her into this picture.

In case you've been wondering, she has found her fingers. And she's a fan.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

new favorite picture

Birdie and I spent the afternoon in the park the other day when the weather was absolutely amazing and the trees were at their peak color. I think this is my new favorite Birdie picture.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

two new pictures

I meant to post this the other day. This was the result of our walk. More tummy time. I love it when she holds her little hands together.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

12 weeks

Here we are getting ready for our evening walk. Her expression cracks me up. I love the little ears on her jacket.
Birdie smiles all the time, but it's hard to capture it. I'll get her laughing, and as soon as I pull out the camera, this is what I get.

Friday, October 16, 2009

first snow

Birdie and I go for a walk every late afternoon to help her take one final nap, but it was too cold yesterday, and now it's snowing. Bummer.

This is from a walk from a few days ago. I love that sweet face. I can't believe it's already snowing. I don't think I've ever seen snow before Halloween. Here's my morning girl.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


Despite being born to a woman who could sleep 12 hours a day, every day, my little one is not the biggest fan of sleeping. She's nowhere near sleeping through the night (the closest she's gotten have been 3 random 4-hour stretches), but she usually does well at night, getting up every 3 hours and then going back down easily--usually. Naps? That's the hard part. Every time I've tried to put her down for a nap, I've tried putting her down sleepy first, so she can start to learn to fall asleep on her own. What typically happens is that I end up having to get her to sleep in my arms and then putting her down, which has a 50/50 success rate of her staying asleep when I get her down, and then she gets over-tired and it's downhill from there. She usually takes four 30-minute naps a day. I gave up on the idea of "sleep when the baby sleeps" a long time ago. Anyway, for the 10th time in her life, she put herself to sleep for her morning nap! And, #9 was yesterday, so I'm hoping we've hit a breakthrough with napping. I'm a proud momma.

However, just to make sure I don't get too cocky and to remind me that she thinks she's still the boss, 2:30 am was pretty rough.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

apple picking

We went apple picking today for the first time. It was tons of fun, and I have a lot of great pics to post when I get a chance, but here are my favorites for now.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Bird in flight

Birdie took her first plane rides this past weekend when we went to Dallas to visit Bebe, Grandma, and Aunt Stacy. She was a rock star!What was the one and only real craving I had while I was pregnant? Southern Maid Chocolate Eclairs. They brought me one, and I wasted no time. De-lish!10 weeks old. Intrigued by the camera.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

my big girl

Birdie is definitely a morning person, but when she woke up this morning she was as happy as a lark, cooing, talking, and laughing to the toy in her crib. She doesn't always wake up cranky, but she's usually unhappy until I pick her up. It was such a joy to watch her smile and laugh to herself.

Two weeks ago she started really batting at and talking to her toys. Last week she was able to grab and hold onto the toy I put in her crib sometimes (she can roll to one side, and I'm trying to encourage her to learn to roll to the other--there's a video of her grabbing the toy for the first time). Now, she can grab the toy that plays music in her chair. I heard the little "meow," and I turned and looked. Sure enough, she was pulling on the ring that plays sounds and music.