The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding because the only books I have read in months are about birth or breastfeeding. Turns out, until recently I knew basically nothing about these subjects, so I'm trying to cram as much info about this stuff as possible into my overwhelmed brain before she decides to make her appearance.

That at our OB appointment on Monday the doctor had the ultrasound tech do a quick check to confirm that she is now head down (after being transverse and enthusiastically kicking the crap out of my side for over a month). The sweet ultrasound tech snuck in a few quick 3D pictures because at our previous ultrasounds the baby always had her adorable little hand firmly planted in front of her face. This time she cooperated and we got a great shot. I've looked at this picture a bajillion times since Monday, I just can't believe that I'm making that beautiful tiny human with my sweet uterus skillz!

To the wonderful peaceful silence that is our cul-de-sac in the middle of a weekday. All I hear is the rustling of the leaves in the wind and it's superb. Oh, and Dexter licking his junk... soundtrack of my life.

About how I really wish that the people who are finishing installing our new kitchen cabinets today could give me a more specific time frame than "after lunch". I really need to run some errands but I'm just chilling here watching Dexter lick his junk instead.

Myself with my decorating abilities. Over the years we have been very lucky to receive some excellent free furniture from various family members. I am a decorating ninja and can work almost anything into my decorating scheme if it's free. We recently received this sweet rug from my grandparents and while I would never have thought to choose that salmon color, it is totally working for me. Also, that awesome red leather chair just came to us from Lee's grandfather, and while red leather would not be my first choice, the fact that it was free makes it work just fine.

That I weren't waiting on these cabinet installing jerkfaces because while I need to run errands, I could also convince myself very easily that a nap would be an excellent use of my time.

Leggings, a hoodie, and Toms. My uniform these days.

To finish up with the house. Our goal is to have everything unpacked, the kitchen cabinets and backsplash done, the sink in our master bathroom functional, and all the painting completed before the baby arrives. I have a feeling that she will be arriving fashionably late (the due date is 12/16), so I'm not stressing too hard... yet.

A massage. Pregnant chicks in their last trimester aren't kidding when they complain about the back pain. All I want to do is crack my back and then bend over and touch my toes, but there's this minor issue of a giant baby belly preventing me from any semblance of flexibility.

That I wish people would just buy us stuff off of our registry, dammit. There is a baby shower for me this Sunday, and while I am so very very thankful for the generosity of these ladies who are giving me gifts, I HAVE A REGISTRY FOR A REASON. While I don't want to sound ungrateful, and I realize that little pink onesies are more fun to buy, there is a lot of practical stuff that we NEED. I was just looking at our registry this morning and almost nothing has been purchased. A crib mattress isn't very glamorous, but it's something that we must have whether someone else buys it for us or we buy it for ourselves. When I buy gifts for friends and I don't want it to feel impersonal, I usually buy one practical boring thing off their registry and one smaller fun thing that I know they will appreciate. 

Incredibly nervous but super duper excited that we will be meeting our little nugget so soon! I don't have much experience caring for newborns, but I can figure it out just like every other new mother since the dawn of time, right?

PS. Feel free to steal this post prompt, I totally nabbed it from Tami.


What are your favorite Podcasts?

I haven't worked since we left Nashville in August, so I've had a ridiculous amount of time on my hands lately. Thank god for podcasts. I listen to them with my cats all day long while I paint, unpack, and decorate the house. I listen to them in the car. I listen to them while I fall asleep at night and while I lie awake at night (thanks, insomnia).

These are my current favorites:

Serial is a spinoff of This American Life (another one of my favorites). It explores the true story of a murder committed in Baltimore in 1999 over an entire season of episodes. I am 100% sucked in and it's painful to wait an entire week for each new episode. I just want to know who did it already, dammit!

I recently discovered Stuff You Missed in History Class and have been loving it. I am a total history nerd, so this is right up my alley. I will admit, some of the topics can be a bit... dry. So I just scroll though the list and look for topics that I might find interesting.

The Savage Lovecast is awesome. It is hosted by Dan Savage, a relationship and sex advice columnist. If you are easily offended by... well.. anything, then this is not the podcast for you. My sex and kink knowledge base has expanded significantly since I began listening to his podcast. Now I can't help but wonder what kind of weird shit people I know are into because ohmygod... I can't even... you just have to listen. Your mind will be blown, TRUST ME.

Radiolab has been a favorite of mine for years. It is just two dudes exploring topics and concepts that they find interesting. I don't know what else to say. Just give it a listen, you won't be disappointed.

Do you have a favorite podcast? I would love some recommendations!


I built furniture. I am amazing.

I am a champion. Bold statement, I know. But seriously, I put together an entire IKEA dresser all by myself with minimal swearing in one afternoon. The adventure began with the dresser in the form of three very heavy boxes.

(The lighting for the above picture was terrible, but I knew my husband would not be amused in the least if I made him stop priming the kitchen walls to come move the boxes to the other side of the room just so I could take a pretty picture. Thank goodness Eloise volunteered to do a sassy pose for me.)

My mother-in-law, almost sister-in-law (Lee's brother is getting married Saturday!), and I went to IKEA Friday and returned with treasures including a dresser for the nursery.

People aren't lying when they say that IKEA furniture construction is no joke. The instructions have no words and the pieces are not labeled. What. The. Fuck!?!

Thank goodness I am a genius and showed all those random pieces of wood and small metal bits who was boss. The level of triumph I am currently feeling is akin to if I had cut down the tree myself and built this bad boy from scratch.


However, this is currently the only piece of furniture in the nursery. I might need to work on that...

PS. Isn't the wall color fabulous? It's called creamy cucumber and I am LOVING it.