also, major garage purge happened over the weekend. long over-due. i was all stressed because i didn’t reserve a dumpster in time, then we found a guy on craigslist to haul it away for half the price. procrastination for the win.
baby bay was supposed to come in may. MID may – a week early. that was my plan. which would mean that she would be 6+ weeks by late june when i was planning on spending the week with my sister liz in the cape while some old friends were in town vacationing as well.
as you know, bay chose to wait until JUNE to be born, so there i was with a three year old, a three week old, and my sister who was no use because she had a baby and a three year old of her own. luckily, we got a couple days from my very helpful little sis (who feeds us) and our mom (who is very good at entertaining 3 year olds with weird crafts (have you heard of magic noodles?)).
so we survived and even enjoyed ourselves at times. the summer was off to a good start. it was sure to be a very special summer with my kids and nephews and more beach time than ever before.
its really not true – how i just said my sister was no use – she did practically all of the snack-packing and game-planning. you really need to have your sh*t together when planning a beach trip with kids. spending a few hours at the beach with two three year olds is a delicate art (toy ratios, direction of sandwich slice, color of sippy cups… all elements that can make or break your day).
so liz & i enjoyed most of the week and spent time with the colantos and some other fun families. photo cred to lizzy c for these next three pics bc i basically tend to only take pictures of dane and literally never a grown up…
mike was finally able to join us for the weekend. he and dane did some golfing and twilight surfing… sunsets on the bay are glorious.
the following week was the 4th of july when we take our real vacation each summer. mike had the full week off to spend in brewster with us (hallelujah) and all the grandparents visited for a few nights.
the boys went on a pirate adventure which dane loved and riley was not so sure about…
we did sparklers, s’mores, and ice cream …
this is the cozy spot we made for bay one afternoon… she was peacefully napping under the shade of an umbrella, but her poor little face got sun burnt. #momfail. she healed quickly and never seemed bothered by it, but word to the wise.. sun umbrellas do not necessarily protect from uva/b rays! overall, bayla was such a trooper during all of our beach trips.. a lot of beach nursing and napping.., she was a good baby.
the summer was awesome. it was extremely challenging at times making everything work with a newborn, often on my own, but i would do it a hundred more times given the chance. i am missing the summer so much. i almost get a pang in my stomach when i think about it i miss it so much…
going back to work has been so hard on me. for three months bayla was figuratively and literally attached to me and now i just feel so empty all day without her. i’m waiting for it to get easier. if it doesn’t, then maybe there will be some major life changes. i’m not sure. but i know that all that matters are these two kids and finding a happy, healthy balance for our family. to be continued……
i wrote this in early may and never finished it. likely because i was going to bed at 8 every night or maybe because i was waiting to add the perfect picture of me and my adorable pregnant belly (ha, non-existent). well – spoiler alert: i am currently holding the most perfect 2 month old baby girl and typing with one hand in effort to post something/anything because its been sooo long! balya logan was born one FULL WEEK late on june 3 weighing 7lbs 14oz.
for posterity’s sake – here is my silly 37 week self thinking baby bay would come on time or… pah… early…
i feel like i’ve been pregnant forever, but at the same time, i sort of can’t believe my second (and last) pregnancy will be coming to an end any day now. i have no doubt that the birth of these babies (meaning dane and this feisty baby girl jabbing me as we speak) will be the best two moments of my life, so while pregnancy isn’t my favorite thing (especially the 37wk+ kind of pregnancy), i will still miss it in a weird way.
i think fridays are awesome. even though i have to go to work, i have the whole weekend to look forward to… by saturday, its almost like the weekend is already over, and sunday.. forget it.. full-blown monday-dread (you too? no? should i be looking for a new job?). well, these final hours of pregnancy are sort of like a friday. i’m extremely uncomfortable, but giddy with anticipation. once the baby is born, i know i will blink and my maternity leave will be over, then i will blink again and it will be her 3rd birthday party, a few blinks later she’ll be a teenager and hate me… but for a few short weeks (or days?!) all of the chubby, drooly, sleepy, swaddled baby-ness is ahead of me.
i never held vegetables up to my belly or documented either pregnancy much at all and i don’t regret it. i’m not really into that, but i just wanted to write this so i could some day revisit myself in this unique time. a mother of one perfect little boy awaiting the big unknown of who is tumbling around in my belly and what life will be like with two little humans to love a disgusting amount.
i’m so happy and lucky and grateful to be having a baby in few weeks. i never want to forget how much i wanted this baby (GIRL!) and how good life feels even tho i’m the size of a house with the worst acid reflux imaginable and the inability to sleep despite extreme, perpetual, exhaustion. i’m so much more excited this time around because i know just how much you can love another human and to be given the chance to love 2 just seems like more than i deserve. blah blah blah hormones blah blah.
oh pregnant stephanie.. aren’t you sweet.
well, almost three months later… here she is!!
it has been best-case-scenario with dane. no signs of jealousy and nothing but love from big brother. three has had its challenges, don’t get me wrong, but when it comes to the baby i couldn’t be more proud of how quickly dane has adjusted. the meet & greet in the hospital had us a little nervous… he wasn’t so sure. hardly acknowledged the baby, wouldn’t touch her and certainly would not give her a kiss.
since she came home it has been nothing but kisses and man-handling!
this has been the most amazing summer. i’m feeling very…. complete.
we’ve had so much beach time between brewster & martha’s vineyard and so much family time thanks to my sister’s 5 month-old and her extended maternity leave. hopefully i will find some time to share more of our summer adventures here before its back-to-school time! but for now, my new little adventure is hungry…
the weekend we were in brewster discovering our flooded basement, the weather was really mild and beautiful and we stopped at our beach to play a while. just recently did i finally load all the pictures i took (beyond the wet basement rug) and realize that some are pretty awesome.
see, i was so focused on the doom and gloom that i didn’t take the time to remember the perfect afternoon and the smiles on my boys in their happy place under the glowing sun.
from now on, this is what i will choose to remember about our weekends in brewster regardless of what part of the house is currently sucking our savings dry.
any timer-cam attempt where we are all in the frame is considered a success in my book.
it needed some big, colorful art – so that you got a peak of it from the top of the steps.
these huge 55×22″ spoon canvases were $40 each at ikea, which is way less than blank canvases i saw at craft stores or on the internets.
so i bought a couple spoon canvases and covered those spoons right up. sorry jo de pear.
and painted away with no real plan. i just used two paint brushes and the three colors (two green samples and some left over blue from the dining room) and brushed on overlapping sections.
i wanted really obvious brush marks and a random blend of the three colors. once the canvas was covered and i thought it was looking decent. i forced myself to put the brush down and walk away. less is more.
amazing right? i’m a regular van gogh.
confession: i don’t love the instagram collage. it could be better. ever since i finished i’ve seen so many versions of this and they look so much better when the squares are spaced out evenly with a white border separating each photo. (this is what i mean if you are curious). i sort of overlapped them a bit randomly to make them all fit and it doesn’t look as nice.
but overall i love the bright, happy, personal addition to this wall and being greeted by it every time we come down here.
and it was satisfying creating these big statement pieces for under $100.
b e f o r e: (way before)
some very important fall stuff:
for halloween, dane and riley (and mike) were chickens. they were painfully adorable and its hard for me to accept that we might not be able to dress them as matching farm animals for the next decade’s worth of halloweens.
i think mike enjoyed his costume the most (the beer from all our neighbors probably helped).
rewind a week to our pumpkin carving party. we have so much fun with our neighbors!
rewind further to dane’s official half birthday. the big two point five!
here he is (much blonder!) last year..
i can’t believe how big he is.
if i take too long to get him from his crib.. “mamma, i was callin you.” (accusatory tone).
“mommy, watch this trick”.. he then does some variation of a reckless spin move, jumping onto the floor into log rolls, ending on his back.
“i have two paws.”
“there’s no mail man at nonnie’s house” randomly as we were pulling up.
“a b c d e f g h i j k el lel lele p…”
me: dane, do you want to sit on the potty like a big boy!?
dane: “no, i’m just a baby.”
“i NEED it”…anything i won’t let him have.
me: uh oh, i think we left your floaties at the club.
dane: “that’s not good.”
me: can shakey play with us?
dane: “he doesn’t even have any hands.”
“he will be right back”.. anytime daddy is not home.
dane: “cough cough” (unconvincing coughing noise from his car seat)
me: daney, was that cough real or fake?
finally some familiar faces in these frames.
if you follow along you know that it took a loooong time to get here, so even though it was a matter of filling 6 measly ikea frames, it still feels like a major victory.
i started by printing a bunch of 8×10 black & white photos via walmart. it was my first time using walmart for printing and they came out fine.. it was easy and cheap.. shipped free to my house in a couple days, so i’d use them again i suppose.
i got a big white mat at michaels for $15 from their framing department and used a mat knife to cut out some shapes for my photos to sit behind (since the cheap ikea frames are weird sizes). i just traced around a bowl for a circle, traced the shape of the hexagon using an image on my ipad, and measured a rectangle the old fashioned way with a ruler.
its so nice to look up and see all these happy moments when i first walk in the house.
photos of people you love make the best art. this one of dane chomping down apple sauce in st. martin is our favorite.
so anywho, the good news is you don’t have to hear me talk about this anymore. done. a good thing because we have way bigger fish to fry down below (meaning our huge finish the basement project).
without further ado – the dramatic journey of 6 frames and one mirror: