taking stock 003

So I said I was going to make this a monthly post, and then never managed to make it two months in a row... New year, guys! Maybe this time it will happen.

Making: plans.
Cooking: currently, nothing. though i do wish there were cookies in the oven.
Drinking: chocolate milk. and probably not enough water.
Reading: game of thrones - stephen and i's nightly ritual.
Wanting: just about everything on my pinterest "style" board right now. i'm purging my closet of all the things i say "no, i'll keep this. i'll wear it someday" about. well "someday" came and went about a year ago and i'm finally pulling them from my closet. and while it should maybe feel nice to have less hangers in my closet, i really just want to go shopping and replace everything i took out.
Looking: forward to my playdate this afternoon, a girls brunch on saturday, church on sunday...
Playing: chase, peek-a-boo, tickle, follow the leader... you name it, we're playing it.
Wasting: time caring about things that shouldn't matter. when will i learn?
Sewing: really, though, i should just delete this one.
Wishing: "that you believed in superstitions, then maybe you'd see the signs..." (it was the fist thing that popped into my head. i couldn't resist) ok. wishing for deeper friendships.
Enjoying: uriah at this age. walking, babbling, laughing, growing... i can see him learning, constantly, and it is such a joy to be apart of it.
Waiting: for baby to fall asleep. this round of teething hit him hard and he is hurting.
Liking: that my house is clean, my bed is made and the dishes are done all before morning nap. go me!
Wondering: what stephen is doing right now...
Loving: the said man in the line above. uriah had a rough night last night and stephen showered me with snuggles and kisses in bed this morning and then made sure i stayed in it as long as i could.
Hoping: for a warm (ish) sunny day so i can take uriah outside to play. it is his favorite and i am queen of the world in his eyes when i open that door. it's a win, win situation.
Marveling: at life. i mean really, though. do you ever just stop to think about it? whoa.
Needing: a shower. and a baby gate. and groceries.
Smelling: warm cinnamon vanilla scentys. worth every penny, dad, thanks! ;)
Wearing: a smile. baby fell asleep!
Following: my heart.
Noticing: a more set schedule around here. and i am welcoming it with open arms, as it seems to be working out pretty well for us.
Knowing: that one man's opinion is just that, an opinion. it doesn't mean truth.
Thinking: i could really use a cookie right about now... there really aren't any in the oven?
Feeling: good. happy. content.
Bookmarking: new blogs. fellow instagram/blogging mommas that i've come to adore.
Opening: my sock drawer. my feet are always freezing and i've refused to buy a pair of slippers since the death of charmouse and chartreuse. it just wouldn't be the same.
Giggling: over uriah's reaction to seeing nana's cats on facetime. we need a pet.
Feeling: ready.

^^ a completely unrelated picture, but you guys! those baby blues! i swoon ^^

lay your head to rest

Ok, so the lightings not all that great, and it isn't much, but it's our cozy little corner of the house where I get to snuggle up with my husband at night and fall asleep to him scratching my back, and that's where I lay when the sun starts streaming through the window and that same wonderful husband rolls over to kiss my cheeks awake. (Ok, usually, the crying baby upstairs wakes us up before the sun comes up and it's much less picture-esk, but that didn't sound as romantic)

The dresser we found for $30 and spray painted together this summer. The photo booth pictures you can't see too well on my jewelry box are from the day we got engaged - he had the ring in his pocket, people! The bedding, end tables, headboard and rug are from Ikea. Our lampshades are covered in sharpie, mine in my favorite bible versus and Stephen's in the lyrics to our wedding song. Cougar kitty sits on my nightstand (along with all my current reads) because I'm still a six year old girl at heart. Annnd that's that! That's our bedroom! Unless you want to see our bathroom, I think the home tour is finally complete!

a birthday

Yesterday morning, it struck me - how happy I was to be starting my day playing with blocks and balloons on the living room floor, in my pajamas, with cheerios stuck to the bottom of my socks, listening to squeals and babbles, as the sun was rising outside my windows, lighting up the sky on what was promising to be a beautiful day, and a beautiful year...

Stephen was able to come home from the hospital surprisingly early yesterday, so I wasn't to spend my birthday morning without hugs and kisses. He sweetly gifted me everything I've been wanting to finish sprucing up our home, and now you'll have to suffer through another 'home tour' blog post. My cousin came by in the morning, Starbucks in hand, and I got to spend an hour immersed in girl talk (which, I might add, is highly cherished after days and days of baby talk). After a short FaceTime date with my mom, we headed off to church. You guys, Sunday is the best day to have a birthday! One, because you get to use the "it's my birthday week" excuse for the whole rest of the week, which means the fun doesn't end at midnight. And, two, because praising God through song and listening to a deep, convicting sermon is such a powerful way to start your day and your mind set for a new year! I felt so uplifted and excited, refreshed and ready to go. We spent the next few hours relaxing as a family - napping, eating, lounging, playing - days with the three of us together, no text books, aren't too common, so I cherish the simple, quiet times most of all. In the late afternoon we bundled up for a walk outside in the fresh air. It had been snowing large and beautiful snowflakes for the past hour, so the air was extra crisp and cool. And even though it was cold outside, we couldn't resist getting frozen yogurt downtown. It was my birthday, after all. After more snuggling and playing and bath time, we had breakfast for dinner (per my request, per usual) and discovered that Uriah loves pancakes quiet possibly more than I do and can eat one before we've taken two bites of ours. Stephen and I were impressed and in a fit of laughs watching him scarf one bite after the other. "Is he even breathing?!" After the little man had been put to bed, Stephen and I watched 'About Time' - an evening movie in bed with Stephen is my choice way to spend any night. It was such a sweet movie and very appropriate for the end of my birthday (I don't want to ruin it for those who haven't seen it, but it does come highly recommended by me!).

Laying in bed not too long after the movie was over, I told Stephen that I think I reached the age were birthdays are just like any other day. And that makes it seem like I think twenty four is old or boring, or that I had complaints from my birthday, none of which are true. Despite the fact that I cleaned no dishes and changed no dirty diapers (thank you, Stephen!) it was much like any other Sunday, which I kind of loved. It was just us. So simple. It was calming, content and peaceful. Just what I needed, maybe, to program my mind and my heart for the next year - for all that we have planned, all that we want to do, and for all the things we don't want to do that will happen to us anyway because that's just life... It was just the most perfect way to end twenty three and start twenty four.