avoiding maternity clothes

from the non-maternity files this week…

bird top

you may remember this birdie top from an earlier post. yeah i got it. and i now know why big, beautiful black women wear loud prints. i know why the largest woman at church wears the biggest hat on easter sunday. i know why the caged bird sings… living large and in charge means covering your largeness in prints that say “yeah, i’m proud of alllllllll of this.”

 

conway twitty outfit
or you can just put conway twitty on your largeness and call it a day.

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weekending

you know there was a time in my life when i went full steam ahead from one activity to the next. i thought life was to be measured by the number of places i could visit, or concerts i attended. i thought i had to be “doing” something to make my life notable.

becoming a mother slowed me down and made me take time to focus on things other than what new restaurant i went to or what band i saw. although those things are still a part of my world, they no longer have the emphasis they once did. i’ve sharpened the skill of finding the extraordinary in the ordinary. this skill has given me the gift of being happy in the moment and i believe another name for that feeling is contentment.

these are my extraordinary ordinary moments. these are my moments of simplicity that i hope to look back on when i’m older and be reminded that my life was bursting with wonderful experiences and i was at my best when i could see the magic in the everyday.

like….

the enthusiasm and excitement on darla’s face when she saw her new bed. she said “i have a whole new view on the world from up here!” and she told me she might not even need her dreamcatcher anymore since “bad dreams probably can’t reach all the way up here.” she seems to really love spending time in her own space now and that was what we were hoping for her. with all the new changes about to come, it’s nice to know she’ll have a special space of her own to retreat to and *fingers-crossed* cultivate some more independence.

like…

watching her show off her new hula hoop and practice her hooping skills.

like…

pulling up some of the first of the harvest from our own garden and slicing up a bowl of crunchy radishes for darla as a snack at her request.

like…

preparing a special corner. i spent time gazing into this corner wondering just what my future holds in these next few weeks.

like…

celebrating husbeau’s radness and dadness.

like…

laughing at the absurd number of pillows required to provide a good night’s rest at this point in pregnancy.

darla new bed
fort hangoutforts and recordshoop skillz
garden radish
radish eater birth cornerbirth cornermike bike father's day gift pregnancy pillow fort

i also want to remember the wonderful simplicity of baby shower brunch with friends and the generosity of yet another visit from my parents. i want to remember that i couldn’t stop talking about the weather all weekend because it was simply gorgeous. i want to remember how good it tastes to make muffins with cream instead of milk.

these are good, ordinary days.

* i hope you enjoyed some good, good days of your own this weekend *

 

our week

a

small

collection

of moments

from our week.

paint plant project

baby bunting

i was going to label this my week again, but seeing as how this little person is days away from being considered full term i think it’s safe to say that i’m truly and definitely a We.

miss darla spent the week in indiana again. i spent the week in a nesting frenzy. y’all first i painted all the things that needed painting. and then i painted all the things that didn’t need painting. i even made a baby bunting. i don’t know why!! this girl can’t help it.

since becoming pregnant almost all of the rooms in our house have had a major overhaul. it usually takes me a long time to get the house in order but this pregnancy really helped me have the drive to get things taken care of. it’s important to me to enjoy spending time in my home space, knowing that we’re going to be spending a lot of time bunked down very soon.

but in turn, this just leaves me feeling very boring these days. i can’t really seem to focus on much besides organizing our house and just waiting for this baby to be here. i feel like i’m on pause. i can’t remember if i felt this way with darla. i feel like i can’t make any plans or even think ahead into the future until this babe comes earthside. it’s like i have no memory…but in the future…

i’m also too tired to do much. so i lay my body down early at night and then just flop around…not sleeping.

late pregnancy is a bit of a roller coaster. i am trying desperately not to wish away these last few weeks. this is more than likely my last baby. i feel like i should be focusing on how special this time of my life is. i feel like i should be journaling and wearing flower crowns or something. ok, maybe not. but i definitely feel like SOMEONE should be giving me an essential oils foot rub. i think i really want to get all my to-do’s done so i can get down to some sacred work of ENJOYING this. 

is that maybe what this blog is for?

i guess i get to determine that since this is my space.  i want to state that my desires are for this to be a place to put down the positive, lovely things about pregnancy that i will dearly miss in all the remaining years of my lady life. i will try to refrain from complaining here.

just let me get two last words of complaint out there. that’s all i need. and then it will be all focused on the magical happenings of these last few weeks. just two last words:

vagina lightning.

ladies, you know what i’m talking about. gents, you don’t wanna. we’ll leave it at that.

 

almost full term baby belly

aaaaand when i wasn’t doing ridiculous crafts or freezer meals i just took poorly lit selfies of We.

you know. the usual.

*wishing you and yours a wonderful full moon friday the 13th weekend!*

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pregnancy eats: strawberry honey butter

strawberrybutter

since we went strawberry picking last week i bet you know coulda guessed that this week’s pregnancy eats would be about strawberries. this blog has well documented my love of butter over the years. so when i came across this recipe on a regular blog read recently i knew i was 100% going to do this. and i did it. and it is amazing. pancakes are never going to be the same. i made a fresh batch of these biscuits today and if i were edmund in the lion, the witch and the wardrobe i would be saying “to hell with turkish delight. give me strawberry honey butter on a fresh biscuit, ye white witch devil!”

if you have designs of heading out to the fields for the last of the berries this week, set aside some for this project.

i also wanted to mention a little side project you can take on simultaneously with this one involving the strawberry tops.

first, don’t discard those strawberry tops!

you can boil them, green parts included, with some lemon juice, honey and about 1/4 cup of water to make a strawberry syrup for adding to lemonade or drizzling over ice cream and angel food cake.

but if you can only focus your energy on one of these…the butter wins. butter always wins.

{ps. above picture is not mine and was swiped from the original post which contains the recipe. i was too lazy and it was too overcast for me to snap pics of my own. nobody sue me.}

avoiding maternity clothes

avoiding maternity clothes

avoiding maternity clothes

all my pants are being worn urkle style these days. and by all i mean the two pairs i fit into as of now. this outfit was the only addition to my fashion rotation this week.

i want to give a shout out to this accessory above. this is a relic from my first job at the goodwill store back when goodwill used to be a true thrift store. it’s a vintage belt and i’m happy that 16 year-old me acquired this belt all those years ago to help 31 year-old me ease through the high-waisted days just a little less self-consciously.