love our home.

it's nice to finally be able to say that my extreme nesting has finally worn off, three months after our baby was born.  i'm really enjoying letting things look a little "lived in" around here.

it feels so homey to have little baby things here and there.  there's so many signs of love everywhere i look.

here's some pictures of new little things that make me smile:

a little more "lived in" living room.

finn sleeping on the floor.

 

vintage magazines.

 

a sofa table relocated from the music room. (thanks mom and billy!)

a new bird. (don't judge me).

a ribbon around the front bedroom's curtain.

a struggling to survive orchid, and more importantly, clean gutters. (thanks dad).

blankets and baby books.

wooden boxes from the shop to house hair pins.

refinished original doorknobs in my dressing room. (thanks again dad :))

and finally, although i am not ready to post the full reveal of my beautiful new landscaping out front until the installation of our craigs list found porch swing (yay!), here is a sneak peek of my amazing husband making things beautiful out there:

love it.

love my husband, love our baby, love our home, love our "lived in" life!

new friends: by finn.

today mom and dad decided to do some yardwork, so they threw me down in the grass on a blanket.

lucky for them i'm awesome, and happen to love being thrown down in the grass on a blanket.

i didn't think life could get any better, until mom gave me these amazing new toys!

gee thanks mom! these guys are awesome!
mom said they're actually not new toys, they're very old toys.
but that doesn't matter to me.  i love them!

"hey, what are you guys doing over there?"

"check out my milk gut!"

"what, you don't like it?"

"i think i'll just roll over and go to sleep then."

because all babies just play by themselves in the middle of the yard and then fall asleep there for the afternoon, right? or am i just the most awesome baby ever? i thought so.

but seriously, most of the credit is due to little snoopy and the turtle.  they entertain me for hours!

thanks new friends.

random sleep deprived thoughts.

i'm at work today.
i don't know how i'm standing upright.
but i somehow managed to get here, albeit without my key, and then somehow managed to break in the back door with my credit card.
oh the desperation.

i never managed to take pictures of the house yesterday, but kind of on purpose because i want to plant some flowers where the yews once were because it's looking a little... sad.
the yews made the house look unkempt and overgrown but now without them the house just looks kind of abandoned or barren or something.  it needs mulch and flowers.  this weekend.

so instead, here are some random facts about being a new mom to a little boy:

or, i should call it, things that surprise me:

1) perfectly symmetrical boobs don't stay that way when you're breastfeeding.  if my boobs were mcdonalds meals, one would be a kids four piece nugget and one would be a big mac value meal.  maybe even with a shake.  this is extremely annoying to someone who wants everything to be "even". 

2) i constantly check finn's diaper to see if he pooped and think "dear god! what is that! what is in there!?"
oh.
balls.
those are balls in there.
little boys have those.
*sigh of relief that my baby didn't poop out a pink bag of nickels*

3) soft spots have a pulse. it's creepy looking.

4) if there is lint anywhere in our house, it will inevitably end up between our baby's toes.  i don't know how this happens. but i no longer have to sticky roll my pants before i leave the house, i just rub finn's feet over them.

5) i used to think i would be a strict parent.  very practical.  no nonsense.  i now realize that when you have a baby, you will do anything in the world to keep him from crying.  anything.  like running out of the shower soaking wet with only one leg shaved and covered in shampoo.  only to realize that your baby wasn't crying, you're just losing your mind.

6) sometimes i catch myself thinking "oh it's just poop."
and then i'm like just poop? what's worse to have on you than poop? not much.

7) i thought leaving finn at the babysitter's would get easier and easier but it just gets harder and harder.  he's cute even when i'm sleep deprived.  when he's up in the middle of the night and he passes out mid gulp with a smile on his face, i can't be mad at him.  and most of the time i can be very mad at anyone depriving me of sleep.

8) everyone said i would miss being pregnant.  at 42 weeks, i thought everyone was crazy.
i miss being pregnant.

9) nothing is embarrassing anymore.  things stopped being embarrassing after a 40 year old indian man who was introduced to me as some kind of "student" held one of my legs while i was pushing.  he had obviously never seen a vagina before.  since then, pretty much nothing makes me blush.  including yesterday, when a really hot tree removal dude caught me singing "this is the day the lord has made" into a stroller.

10) people tell you breastfeeding is less expensive than formula feeding.  i don't think this is true.  making boob food gives you the appetite of cookie monster.  i eat a lot of groceries.

that's it.  i made it to ten surprising things.  even though basically everything about being a new mom is surprising.  but there's ten. ta da! the end.

wish me luck on picture taking and flower planting this weekend! xo

changes around the houzzzzzzz......

i wanted to try and write a blog about some of the changes that happened around the house this weekend.

some pretty refinished original glass doorknobs in my dressing room,

rearranging and changing some things in the great rooms,

more red storm doors,

taking out the yews outside (!!!)

but i'm so sleep deprived that i can't really think straight.  finn was a good sleeper i think, at one point, i can't remember because i'm too tired.  but ever since we transitioned him to his crib, he's been getting up every couple of hours at night.  it's not enjoyable.

i started writing down how often he was waking up because in the mornings i was so tired i couldn't remember if i dreamt being up or if i was really up.  last night was the first time i did this, and this morning i discovered he woke up at 11, 1, 3:30, 6, and 7:30.

rad.

he did not want to go back to sleep this morning, so i consumed just enough coffee to keep my eyes open.  then, when he went back to sleep for a morning nap, i discovered it was also just enough coffee to keep my eyes from closing.

damn it!

i did squeak an hour in and now i'm somewhat returning to normalcy.
normalcy currently involves eye bags, wet hair, and a t-shirt that's been ravaged so badly at the neckline by finn that i look like i spent the night at a fraternity party.
this is sad.
please go back to sleeping, baby.

this morning my words were like:
"hold on baby, let mommy go make some toothpaste. i'm so sleepy."
and
"please tired baby. mommy is so sweet."

things are looking up since i can spell and type, a little bit.
hopefully i can get some pictures taken today to share the pretty changes around here.

in the meantime, here's a funny video of a tv show billy and i are very much looking forward to.

it's basically our life.