It Shouldn't Be Funny

I plan to breastfeed and I don't think there is anything silly or unnatural about it. I am fully aware that pumping is a part of the deal. BUT...every pregnancy magazine I have seen features this goofy lady smiling like she's out for cocktails with her friends. And it kills me. I bust up laughing every time I see this picture:

Nursery Inspirations

People keep asking me what the theme for our nursery will be. I instantly panic because to me theme means Winnie the Pooh or jungle safari. Cute, but not my style. Right now I am in love with chocolate brown and white. Months ago I saw a picture of a friend's nursery (baby Finley), and I have been dreaming about creating something similar ever since. Here are some ideas I like so far. I love rich brown walls with white furniture, the look of this wall with white and silver frames. The babies will have Maegann's old room, which might look similar to the third picture below, as the room has chair rail (minus those blue curtains).

My sister-in-law Tanya is the most talented person I know. She hand makes everything and her girls' room is BEAUTIFUL. Me...not so crafty. But I did find this girl bedding at Target that I love. For our little boy, I would love to find something similar in brown and white. We'll see. We have time. How fun are baby nurseries?

Olivia bedding at Target

Below: random rooms I saw online

Below: http://www.thelandofnod.com/ , I love how simple this room looks. A bit too pink for our boy, but so cute.

Pregnant 19 Weeks

There certainly is no hiding this belly. I'm starting to feel the babies move and it's the coolest thing. My favorite part of the day is lying in bed at night with Mike, both of us moving our hands around my stomach, guessing which part of them we may be touching. As time goes on I'm already forgetting how hard we worked to get here. I thought I would never forget injections, tears and disappointment. I guess it's not that I've forgotten it, but we have so much to celebrate that it's easy to move forward. Whenever I complain about my back hurting or other people's comments ("you look HUGE!"), I have to quickly remind myself that this is exactly what we wanted. All these things are normal. I'm pregnant. Finally.