Halloween

This year we spent Halloween in Dallas. I wanted Oliver to spend his first with his cousins. Plus, the family wanted to see him before Thanksgiving. Now that we have been splitting holidays between families, we have to plan accordingly. It's easy with two families, but we have three. Ahem. So imagine the planning. Actually, rewind, it's not so bad. I would fly to California any day.



Cousins helping feed Oliver




Daddy monkey eating baby banana



Family <3

Narcissistic Baby

Oliver's first set of shots was a couple of weeks ago. While waiting for the doctor to come in we played around/took pics. Michael took a video of him laying on the exam table while he kicked and made silly noises.

Michael then decided to play it back to him. Here's a picture of that moment:



Oliver stopped what he was doing and was enamored....with himself.

Like father like son? Most will probably say, "Like mother, like son".

That's a joke, but it's ok.

4 months later...

Eeek.... it's been months. I'm no longer pregnant. I now have a beautiful baby boy. I've somewhat learned to become a mother. I love my son. Especially in the morning when he is happy to see me. Love him more as the days, weeks and months goes by.

Now that I've settled into my new life, I've slowly gotten back into shopping. Oh how I've missed you.

Current obsession....neutral platforms. I was never a fan of platforms. One, I couldn't walk in them. Two, I couldn't walk in them.

Well, I'm learning and it makes my legs look long and lean.

Recent purchase- Steve Madden Caryssa Blush Patent

I can't wait to meet you.

Best Mother-to-Be Day

I wasn't expecting to celebrate Mother's Day this year since, technically, Oliver's not born. The husband felt otherwise. He took me to Mark's on Thursday for dinner. Then on Sunday he surprised me with:

A Risom Rocker from Design Within Reach.

I know you are probably like, uh...ok. At this moment in my life, preparing for the baby is taking number 1 priority. Well, I need a rocker to feed and put the baby to sleep.

He surprised me oh so cleverly, too. I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast (which, btw, has now become a ritual). He was getting things out of his car. He comes in from the dining room and says to me, "Honey, look at all of these magazines you have". There was a stack of magazines I had not read, is what he was referring to. I said, "I know. I need to catch up". He then proceeds to rummage through the stack and tells me, "Oh and look this mail is for you".

I look at the envelope, addressed to me, and saw that it was from Design Within Reach. The night before, coincidentally, we had been looking at the website for rockers. I thought to myself that's weird, we were just looking at the site last night. I look at my name and noticed that the handwriting was familiar. I noticed there was no stamp. Finally a light bulb lit up. *Ding

It was his handwriting, full name and address. I informed him that it was his handwriting. Not looking at me he began to chuckle and told me to just open it. I did and found a sweet card with a picture of the rocker above and the color swatch of the rocker.

Needless to say, I was ecstatic. It was the exact rocker I told him I liked.

Then I realized the price of this rocker. I thought to myself, "Oh, shit. How am I to top this for Father's Day?"

Soon

I am ready to have my old body back.

That is all.

First Step

We, or rather the husband and sister and law, started priming Oliver's room. His room was previously painted with UT orange. It's the same color we wanted for the walls, but not the same shade.

So while they painted, I snapped pics:


So it begins

Sis-in-law decided to draw a picture of Oliver. I think I'll spell his name as "Oli" rather than "Ollie" for short.

A tiger head with Cooper's body.

The end product the next day. The room looks so different with white walls.

11 weeks to go. That does not seem very far from now. Time to kick into gear with the baby's room.

Let me leave you with a picture of my niece. We finally met over the weekend in Denver. It sucks that all my brothers and sisters live elsewhere. We can't be with the nephews or niece as often as we would like.

Continuation

Continuing from a previous blog, dated March 15, I'd like to add this:

An article I found at my doctor's office.

That is all.