Hey Guys! We just got back from a last minute trip to Palm Springs as a sort of business vacation because Daniel’s partner at Bondfire, Scott, was in town visiting. More on that later, but for now I wanted to focus on something I’ve been looking forward to.
After becoming pregnant this time around, I couldn’t stop reading birth stories, especially amongst Catholic mom bloggers, because I was searching for some wisdom with having to experience childbirth again and who better to look to than women who have done it 3,4,5,6,7+++ times. Something I noticed was that many of these women used the suffering that comes with childbirth as a way to connect with Christ’s suffering and as a way to cope with pain and make it bigger than themselves. They would pray for the specific intentions of their relatives, friends, and community with each contraction and I really feel like this would be something that would greatly help me get through labor before I get any medication. Not only would it distract from the contractions, but would focus this birth away from me which I definitely need because I’m very woe is me while in labor.
It’s July! I’m having a baby this month!
(Please please please don’t be late and come in August)
I finally got around to packing my hospital bag and thought I’d share what I packed. You’re supposed to pack a hospital bag when you have a home birth as a “just in case” and I threw together a couple things before having Ollie thinking that I wouldn’t need it and we grabbed it after he was transferred to the NICU and it was so pathetic. A shirt that didn’t fit Daniel anymore, a pair of old socks, a short sleeve newborn onesie and that’s about it. I packed a more substantial one for Atlas, but still figured I wouldn’t need it (and didn’t). But this time, I know I’m actually going to need and use the contents of the bag so I put more thought into it.
Yes, 7QT. AGAIN. I have all these ideas of blog posts, but once I sit down to write I remember more important things I need to do like layout all of baby girl’s clothes and put together different outfits or binge watch Parks and Recreation. So maybe one day there will be a post that’s actually worth reading, but alas, you get this.
He’s all of a sudden a little toddler kid! He loves reading books, playing outside, and messing up whatever Oliver is playing with.
Daniel left for New York 45 minutes ago. He’ll only be gone until Wednesday, but hormonal me is already slumpin around the house. It didn’t help that right before he left I discovered an ant invasion in our bedroom. Blehhh.
I did finally take a blurry, super zoomed in photo of the birds! Mama bird feeding the babes.
1. Los Doyers
As Ollie flipped through his new favorite book, a children’s atlas, he came across a photo of a marathon runner and turned to me and gasped, “BASEBALL!”, which reminded me that Daniel and I have been wanting to take Ollie on a special date before baby 3 comes, so instead of correcting him, I looked up dodger tickets. They were playing tonight (Wednesday) AND against the Colorado Rockies! I text Daniel asking him what he thought about going and if I was being too spontaneous. I have a hard time being spontaneous. He’s the more spontaneous one. I’m the planner. But every once in a while I feel all giddy and wild by deciding to go to a baseball game or take the kids out somewhere last minute. So of course he thought it was a great idea and we got tickets!