Pregnancy Pet Peeves

Pregnancy Pet Peeve (1)

Since becoming pregnant a question I get often is, “how are you feeling?”

Being that I’m 26 weeks pregnant with my first baby, this is all new to me and I’m a bit uncomfortable. My body hurts, my ankles are swollen, my back aches, my ribs are sensitive and my sides sometimes tingle and go numb, my legs are sore from charlie horses that keep me up at night, and this damn heartburn might be the death of me.

Usually I don’t say all that, I just say, “I’m uncomfortable” and the response I typically get to that is this:

“Well it’s just going to get worse from here!”

And in my mind I scream: well, no fucking shit. Really? I had no idea that with over 10 weeks to go I’m going to get somewhere between 10 and 15 pounds heavier. I didn’t have the slightest clue, thank you, however, for letting me know it’s going to get worse. How encouraging of you to let me in on that little secret.

Yes, I am aware it is going to get worse, you asked how I felt, and I told you uncomfortable. Just because I am 26 weeks and not 35 doesn’t mean that I am not uncomfortable right now. Ugh.

The second answer I give to people when they ask how I’m feeling typically goes something like this: “Well, I’ve gained about 13 pounds so far and I weigh more now than I ever have, so I feel a bit like a cow, and I’m ready to be skinny again.”

The response I almost always get:

“You weigh less at 26 weeks pregnant than I do right now without a baby inside me!”


“You feel like a cow?! You can’t wait to be skinny again?! Even pregnant you are so tiny!”

And in my mind I scream: JUST BECAUSE I AM 129 POUNDS AND YOU ARE 150 (or whatever) DOES NOT MEAN THAT THE EXTRA 13 POUNDS I HAVE GAINED DO NOT AFFECT ME! No, I am not overweight, even as a pregnant person, but that does not mean that the changes my body has undergone so far do not make me feel different. None of my pants or bras fit, I’m talking about pants and bras I’ve worn since I was a freshman in high school! That means that what I’ve become used to looking at and feeling has changed, and even though it’s still smaller than you, it’s bigger than normal me, thus the reason I feel like a cow and am ready to be tiny again and rejoin the itty bitty titty committee and wear bralettes and size 1 jeans. I like those things about myself, and pregnancy has temporarily taken them away from me, WHICH IS FINE, but you asked how I’m feeling and I told you ‘bigger’ because I AM. Ugh.

It’s probably all hormones talking, so this will be all for now, but if you’ve enjoyed my rant or found yourself getting these responses, let me know in the comments. If I’m not the only human on earth who’s heard these types of things then maybe I’ll post my other pregnancy pet peeves as they come up.


oh honey

Nick didn’t know that I called in to work today, so when he came home around 11:30 for his lunch break he was a little shocked to find me at home making eggs, sausage and fruit salad.

I heard the door open at the bottom of the stairs so I turned John Mayer down a couple clicks and walked over to the stairs. Nick took his coat off and handed me a card that came from the vet regarding the loss of his 12 year old Belgian Shepherd, Ares. “It’s a really nice card,” he said.

I opened it and read a few of the notes inside. “That is a really nice card,” I said and I set it down on the counter. He hugged me. Noticing I was in a long sleeve shirt and underwear he said, “You didn’t go to work today?”

I told him I was in a lot of pain from moving the last few days and decided to take a vacation day. He kissed me and sat down at the table.

“Do you want some eggs?” I asked.

I made him a plate of waffles and strawberries and brought over the whipped cream and syrup. When the eggs and sausage were done I scooped some out of the pan onto his syrupy plate and sat down with my own next to him. “I like John Mayer,” I said as Emoji Of A Wave started playing. I took a bite of my eggs.

“I like him too. Did you put that seasoning in the eggs?”

“Yeah I think it’s really good.”

He agreed and asked me what my plans were for the day. I told him my ideas, and when he finished his brunch and swallowed a few gulps of juice he put the cup down in front of me and said I could have the rest. I told him he had some syrup on his chin and he wiped it with a napkin and asked, “did I get it?” I nodded and smiled.

“I gotta go, baby,” he said as he stood up from his chair. He set his dishes in the sink and then put his coat back on and kissed me. “I love you, thanks for lunch” he said, and then he turned to the cat and rubbed her belly while playfully telling her how ferocious she is.

He picked her up and put her on his chest, her front legs over his shoulder. He rubbed her head and gave her kisses before putting her down and saying to me again, “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too,” I said. And then he walked down the stairs and returned to work.

I remained seated in the chair for a few minutes after he’d left, just sitting there wrapped in a blanket in my underwear with just-dried-shower-hair that I hadn’t even brushed yet, smiling like an idiot in the dining room, our messy kitchen behind me.

I didn’t care, and he didn’t care either. The longer I sat there the luckier I felt.

I thought about the last half hour, and I felt lucky that he wasn’t mad I called into work. He chose to trust that I’m doing what’s right for my body and the baby. He chose to focus on me feeling well instead of the 8 hours taken away from my paycheck this week.

I felt lucky that he looked at me the same way he would have if I were in my favorite outfit with makeup on and neat hair. Instead of teasing me about having frizzy unkept hair, no bra on, and annoying pregnancy acne, he just looked at me, not all the rest, and I feel so lucky that I can be comfortable exactly as I am in front of him. I’m not hair and makeup to him, I’m me, and he is him.

I felt lucky that he took interest in my plans for the day, and expressed gratitude for the food I made him. I felt lucky that he snuggled my cat, whom I also love so much. I felt lucky that he wasn’t stressed about the mess in the house from the rest of the stuff we moved in the past couple days and haven’t been able to put away yet.

I felt lucky that he told me how much he loved me before he went back to work. I realized that I feel lucky because I am. I’m so lucky that I get to build this life with someone who teaches me everyday to focus my attention on the important things in life, and to expend less energy on all the stuff that doesn’t matter.




DIY Changing Table

Hi guys, today I’m going to be sharing the steps that I took to make Kinsley’s changing table.

Right now we live in a beautiful two bedroom apartment that is part of a nice association less than one mile from each of our places of employment, and for those reasons and several others, we have no plans to purchase a house or move any time soon. That being said, when we found out we were pregnant there was some conversation about what we might and might not be able to do with our nursery. Initially I was worried that not being able to paint would really hinder our experience in making the baby’s room exactly like we wanted it, but we chose to do a few things instead to sort of make up for not being able to paint.

Instead of painting the walls, we decided that we would buy [most of] our furniture for the nursery from resale shops, and we would refinish each piece to fit the nursery theme we chose. In doing that, we got to spend time together on fun projects and make each piece in the nursery our own- this has been, in my opinion, even more rewarding than painting the walls would have proven to be.

We bought a dresser and a rocking chair from one local resale store, and I was able to re-paint a bookshelf and vanity table I’d used in my room when I was younger. In addition to those pieces, I bought a sink base cabinet from Lowe’s for $30 [originally $250] that had been returned due to a broken vanity top, and I repurposed it into what is now our changing table.

Here’s a step by step guide on how we did it:

  1. I started with the vanity. Because the top was broken we left the top at Lowe’s, and instead I bought wood to make a top that would better suit our needs [we needed something flat without a sink anyways]. 
  2. When I got the base cabinet home I laid down a sheet of painters plastic and I took a sanding sponge to the entire cabinet. Sanding the wood gives it a rougher surface that paint sticks much better to.
  3. After sanding, I bought a quart of primer. Using a cabinet and door roller kit, I primed the cabinet with zinsser bullseye primer. I let it dry, and for kicks and giggles I applied a second coat of primer. Typically you would only need one coat of primer, but because I had so much of it, combined with the fact that the wood was really dark to begin with and the color we were going to paint it wasn’t super dark, I chose to give it a second coat. It did no harm.
  4. After priming and allowing it to dry, I used the same roller kit to apply the paint. We used Valspar Signature, which is a zero VOC paint [it doesn’t have harsh chemicals or fumes and is safe to use in a baby room] in the color morning fog. Morning Fog is a sherwin williams color, but I work at Lowe’s and run the paint department, so we worked our magic and made it valspar compatible. Actually, this particular can was an oops paint, originally mixed as a lighter gray, but, again, we threw it under the tinter and adjusted the tint to match the color that best suited us- even better as an oops paint because it only costed me $9 when originally a gallon of Valspar Signature hovers around $32 at the lowest.
  5. I recommend using a satin or semigloss paint, because those sheens are more resistant to scratching, chipping, and wear and tear in general. Our paint was mixed as a flat, so I bought a clear gloss to go over it once it dried for extra protection. If you do that, use a water based gloss, and a note that a little goes a long way. 
  6. Once all that was dry, the cabinet was basically done, and now we started on the top. I paid around 40 dollars for the supplies I needed to make the top, and I had a friend build it for us because he had the tools required. I bought pine because its a much sturdier wood, but even a sheet of OSB would work. I bought one long piece to cut for the three sides and I left the right end open. 
  7. Our cabinet was 18 3/4 inches wide by 32 inches long, so I had the board cut to 18 3/4 by 36 inches so we could have an overlap for hooks to hang things on the bottom and a part for bottles of baby powder/lotion/hand sanitizer/diaper rash cream/ etc on top.
  8. Jim cut the wood to size and screwed the boards together, and I bought corner brackets to fasten the top onto the base cabinet. Once it was all together, I sanded the boards, and then primed it just like I did the cabinet.
  9. Following the primer I applied paint, and then I added personal touches like the flowers on the corners and the wooden letters on the top. Throw on a changing pad and you’re ready to change your baby. 

The only other thing I need to do is attach the hooks to the open left side, and add the knobs to the doors if I feel like it. Berlin likes it just the way it is though 😉

Next time I’ll make a post about the other pieces in the nursery that we refinished. So stay tuned for that.



It was two minutes to three when I clocked out. I grabbed my jacket, book, and tums from my locker and used the bathroom before leaving the building. I was expecting it to be frigid when the automatic exit doors slid open, but the rare February sun was doing a fine job, and it felt every bit of the 40 degrees it was.

I looked both ways before crossing the road separating Lowe’s and it’s parking lot, the wind lifting loose strands of hair that had fallen out of my pony tail over the course of the day. I felt overdressed crossing the dehydrated pavement that was caked with crusty salt; it didn’t feel like winter, but there I was, wearing bogs and a thick winter coat.

I opened the car door and sat down, placing my belongings in the passenger side. I moved my seat up a couple inches and adjusted the mirror. Nick and I have been sharing my car while his is being repaired in grand rapids, but today his shift ended at 3:30, and since I got out at 3:00 I was the one picking him up this time.

I plugged my aux cord into the charging port of my phone and found Ariana Grande’s album ‘Dangerous Woman.’ I clicked the first song. It had been quite a while, a few weeks at least, since I’d had the car to myself and could listen to my favorite music alone without feeling judged. Nick and I like a lot of the same music, but there are some things I wouldn’t expect him to listen to on a regular basis; Ariana’s song ‘Moonlight’ is one of them. Not 3 seconds later her voice was filling the car, and I was driving toward the apartment.

A thought occurred to me then; it came at first as a question: When did I first hear this song?

It was summer, I remembered that almost immediately. Some time around the fourth of July. Then several other thoughts populated and starting bouncing around inside my head:

I was at the beach when I first heard it
I listened to it almost every time I went there
I always went for walks to look for petoskey stones when I visited the state park, always right before leaving and always with both head phones in my ears
I was always tired
I was sad and miserable, heartbroken at best
But the beach was my happy place, and I was doing at least one thing that I loved almost on a daily basis, even if only for a couple hours.

And then I thought back to the sun that was shining in my eyes at the present moment, it won’t be long before it’s summer time all over again.

I started to imagine what I might be doing on the 4th of July this year, and then I remembered that Kinsley June will likely have just been born.

I won’t be spending time at the beach, and if I get to at all in June before her due date July 1st, I won’t be comfortable enough to really enjoy it.

At this point I was parked in front of our building and a ton of other thoughts started pouring in. ‘Moonlight’ continued to play in the background.

I kept thinking of how during last summer I’d drive to the beach with the windows down, the air filling every crevice of the car, lifting my hair and blowing it in every direction before exiting the car out any open window just to come back in the next and do it all over again. I kept picturing the waves, and the cool water splashing over my feet and up my legs with the occasional powerful burst. I imagined the sand and my hands full of beautiful petoskey stones, these tiny gems with the most intricate and unique design etched into each one; all the same, but different too.

And I was sad for a moment; sad that my life will never be exactly like that again. But then I looked into the center console and found a stray petoskey stone that hadn’t made it out of the car and into one of my three jars with the other stones I’d collected last summer, and I thought to myself, there is still time, I am still me, and my life will still be the same, but different too- in a good way.

I have so much hope for the future.



Weekly Pregnancy Update

Week 21 (Feb 18-24)

Week 21 ended Friday the 24th of February for me and baby H.

And I’m sure you’ve heard by now that we’re having a girl!

So here’s the week 21 update and the project pregnancy photos for the past 7 days.

-Like I mentioned last week, Kinsley June has been kicking like crazy. I can’t tell for sure if the kicking is stronger, but it’s definitely more frequent. I suppose that’s good, because the doctor said at our last appointment that by week 22 we should be feeling Kinsley kick every single day.

-The kicking has been really awesome, but some of the other changes have been less awesome. I’ve been really thirsty the last while, so I’ve been trying to drink more water, but I’m not really a huge fan of it, never have been. So I’m working on that.

-In addition to the thirst, I’ve been really tired, the same kind of tired I was in the first trimester. So tired I’ve been going to bed around 7:30-8:00 almost every night. I’ve been having a lot of productive days though, so that’s been positive despite sleeping for 10 hours a night.

-Even worse than feeling tired is the heartburn I’ve been having. In fact, I have it right now as I’m writing this post. I’ve been eating the smoothie tums and they’ve been working. Hopefully the heartburn tones down permanently before too long.

Here are the photos for the time lapse from week 21 and the first day of week 22.

I have a DIY changing table post dropping this week, as well as an overall nursery post and I’ve also planned one more. Stay tuned.


Maternity Shoot

The day before both my birthday and the gender reveal, on February 18th, I was lucky enough to have a maternity shoot with a wonderful woman named Kristin Hatfield, whose business is named Hatfield Photography. She captured some beautiful pictures of me and my baby bump in a sheer gown and wearing the sash I made for my party.

It was a beautiful winter day that felt like spring and despite the sunshine that we feared might create problems because of shadows under the bridge, everything turned out great and it was really a perfect shoot.*

I’m so excited to finally be able to share a few of these photos with everyone!

*everything went perfect except the part where I forgot I was wearing a panty liner and the public bathrooms near the bridge were closed because of the off season, so I had to take the thing off in front of a woman I’ve never met while laughing hysterically because it was awkward but such is life. Oh, good old pregnancy issues 😂


It’s a…

Saturday was our gender reveal party, and I have to say that I am absolutely pleased with how it turned out.

There was quite a bit of set up involved but I had help from some amazing friends and it really turned out cute. I didn’t take as many pictures as I would like but I got a few and I thoroughly enjoyed it while it was happening, so the memories made will stick around in my mind for quite a while.

I think my favorite part for sure was the cake. My mom made this amazing tiered cake and it was both beautiful and tasty.

And of course to go along with that is what we found inside it…


My next favorite part is that I got to share all this with my best friends.

And with this handsome guy by my side ❤

We’re so happy to finally announce…


Can’t wait to meet our Kinsley June.

(and now I can finally show you guys pictures of our nursery (!) in a post to follow in the near future)

Weekly Pregnancy Update

Week 20 (Feb 11-17)

20 weeks marks the halfway point for pregnancy. According to the app on my phone, the baby weighs 10 1/2 ounces. Additionally, the baby is 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom, and 10 inches from head to heel, which is basically the size of a banana.

We had our 20 week appointment which involves the anatomy scan where the doctor looks at the baby’s organs and tells us if things are normal, and gives us an update on where our baby is at growth-wise.

Our due date given at my first appointment, estimated by the first day of my last period tells us that baby H should be 40 weeks full term on July 1st. For that date, our baby’s growth is in the 51st percentile. The doctor tells us that baby H is exactly where s/he needs to be, and all his/her organs look great. We have nothing to worry about here with everything on track and looking perfect.

We also got a few cute pictures. Actually I think the lady printed 17 photos for us.

Past that, here are a few things to note about pregnancy week 20:
-fun leg cramps that happen in randomly in the middle night, like weird charlie horses in the calf part of my leg.
-heartburn that is worse than the kind you get from drinking straight crown royal, I’m talking like fire breathing dragon heartburn.
-vaginal discharge that requires a panty liner at all times (funny story about this in my maternity shoot post)
-shortness of breath from just walking up the stairs of the apartment making me feel like I’ve gained WAY more than 9 pounds (we started this pregnancy journey at 114, and now we’re at 124.6)
-AMAZING little flutters that keep getting more and more frequent, and that we can feel AND see…take a look for yourself:

In a little less than a week I’ll be posting on Week 21.


Project ‘Pregnancy’: Time Lapse

In another post I talked about ways to document pregnancy, hence the creation of this blog. I’ve decided I’m going to document my pregnancy another way as well.

What I’ve begun doing is taking a photo in the nursery every single day, and when I’m all done, I’m going to take all the photos and put them into a slide show of sorts that will play as a time lapse video of me, the growing baby, and our nursery. Here are 7 photos that belong to week 20, and the first photo belonging to week 21, so you can get a taste of what this will look like over the course of the next 20 weeks.


I haven’t decided yet if I want to  post these photos weekly, or if I’m going to make you guys wait until the end to see the full time lapse. Maybe if I get enough requests I’ll do both.


Gender reveal

I’ve been posting every day for a week now, counting down to the gender reveal party, which is FINALLY taking place tomorrow.

And you all have been so patient.

So, tonight I wanted to share a few photos that I haven’t posted anywhere else, just because you’ve all been so patient.

This morning I got up pretty early so I could take care of a few different things for the gender reveal that probably shouldn’t have been so last minute, but ended up being.

I got this really cool idea off Pinterest to make a sash for my gender reveal party or for a baby shower, so not too long ago I went to Hobby Lobby and bought a bunch of different fabric flowers and this morning I turned them into this, which I will be wearing tomorrow.

I can’t wait to show you all what it looks like on me, but that will happen tomorrow at the party. I did get to wear it today, however, during my 21 week maternity shoot. While I don’t have any pictures from the shoot yet, because the photographer needs time to develop/edit these things, I do have a photo of what I was wearing underneath the sheer dress.

It was a beautiful day, and we chose a really nice spot for this shoot, so I hope we got at least a couple decent photos. The sash fit perfectly with the beautiful dress, and I didn’t freeze to death despite it being the middle of February and having worn a dress made of sheer material.

Tomorrow I have to get up fairly early to finish setting up the hall, and there will be a bit of takedown involved after 4pm, but I do plan to post about the party when I get home, and of course to announce the gender officially on my blog. So stay tuned for that. Also, in the VERY near future there will be that post I mentioned last time about the popular topic of stretch marks, as well as a 20 week update, since I’m now 21 weeks as of today.

Check tomorrow for the gender post, you won’t want to miss it. (-: