18 Weeks.

(just shy of) 18 weeks


My midwife reminded me at my appointment today that my ultrasound is scheduled for next week. NEXT WEEK!! I don't know why, but I was thinking it wouldn't be until the end of November.

I experienced a moment of crisis and felt my face flush as I realized that I could potentially find out if there's a little boy or girl in there within the week, even though Chris and I have decided against finding out the gender this time around. All the possibilities raced through my mind in an instant... I could decorate the nursery if I knew what we were having! I could get all his or her clothes ready if I knew what we were having! I could focus in on the name search if I knew what we were having! I could be a good girlscout and be ultra prepared if I knew what we were having!

I had to call my husband so he could talk me down off the ledge. With just a few words from his lips, I was able to remember why we'd made the decision we had made. Waiting was just right this time around. Waiting was good. And important. And also.. fun and exciting!

As if to confirm the return to my senses, the thrift store gods opened up their bounty to me today and led me to these perfect 'gender neutral' pieces for the nursery walls:





They are painfully adorable, are they not?! Finding these two gems made me SO excited about putting together our gender-neutral nursery for this baby!!

They match perfectly with the vintage baby quilt I found right before I had Myer:



I can't wait to show you guys the process as we get this sweet little room all set up! It's going to be so fun!

surprise.

My husband threw me a wonderful surprise party last night-- he invited my friends and secured a venue (called six11, pictured above) and decorated and bought cupcakes and wine and water and coffee and chocolate and then DJ-ed the entire night so that I could dance with my friends until my feet almost fell off.

(I, of course, failed to take any pictures of the spectacular night. Poop!!)

Dancing is something I could do every single night and never get tired of. There is something about it that makes me feel alive. And free. And lighthearted. I love it so so so much. I feel like we were all created to do it, but so many of us are just too reserved or embarrassed because we don't feel like we look "cool enough" when we do it. But, oh! We ALL should dance! You should put on some bumpin' tunes right now and start your own dance party, in fact! It will be good for your heart in more ways than one.

It was the greatest night ever. He also told all my friends to bring me cash for my THRIFT STORE SHOPPING SPREE that he had planned for me the next day (today). Does this man know the depths of my heart or what? He had a wooden clothes hanger up on the wall and as people came in to the party they pinned their $ gifts on it with clothes pins. So clever.

Then, this morning, I got up early and got to go shopping.

The time away spent wandering my favorite OKC thirft stores helped me find that deep breath that I have been longing for for so many months. The days have been grinding me into a pulp and my children haven't known, from moment to moment, exactly what mommy they were going to get. I've felt like one second I'm "happy go lucky", and the next I'm snapping and mad. I just haven't been able to stabilize... I've been walking around feeling like I'm a bright blue sky that keeps dropping random tornadoes down on unsuspecting farm buildings. And cows.

But I am feeling more like myself again. phew!

To top it all off, Chris found a copy of 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail" for me to watch while he is out DJ-ing another gig this evening.

My favorite movie.

My favorite man.

I can't wait to show you some of the cool new things I found on my thrift store shopping spree today...

Speaking of, are you all ready for MONDAY?! Summer Fashion Week is almost here! Don't forget to spread the word!



wee!! :)