Phoebe Lately.

Our little lady has been growing and growing and we fall a little more in love with her everyday.

She’s gone from sleeping the majority of the day to gaining quite the little personality and staying awake to be my side kick each day.  She’s still a trooper in the sleep department at night.  She consistently wakes up every 3-4 hours to eat, but smiles and goes right back to bed after.  We try not to judge Phoebe being “good” on how much sleep we get, but I’m not gonna lie, each hour of sleep we get increases her chance of getting multiple siblings.

Our big girl started napping in her crib today (instead of the bassinet) and we’ll probably transition her into her own room at night in the next couple weeks.  This does make me a little sad since it’s one of the first ‘official’ steps she’s taking to growing up.

She also smiled when Warren came home from work today. I’m pretty sure he melted.

This week she went to her first baseball game, her first hike, and said goodbye to her pseudo-uncle Grayden and aunt Jenny as they headed off to San Francisco.

Here’s some pictures of Phoebe lately:

Phoebe's first baseball game!

Obviously excited about the game!

At Grayden and Jenny's going away dinner.

Laughing with Daddy on Sunday morning.

Sweet Face!

My favorite picture of all time. This is how she feels about being put down during the day!

At The Pearl for date night. Before Phoebs (top) After Phoebs (bottom)

25 days of magic

Some notables from my first 25 days of life:

I’m the most popular baby in town.  The amount of visitors and love received in my first 25 days of life is unbelievable.

I’m a good sleeper.  I sleep from 11pm to 8am and only get up twice to eat (at 2am and 5am like clock work) and then go right back to sleep.

I like to be awake.  I stay awake and play with my mom for 4-5 hours at a time during the day!

I’m not fussy.  I cry when I’m hungry and occasionally when I have gas.  That’s about it!

I do not like to be swaddled.  I will act like you are torturing me if you ever try to do it again.

I sleep with my arms above my head and make little grunting noises all night long.

I like to be in the bathtub.  I however, do not like to get out of the bathtub.

I love to be out and about and haven’t had any public meltdowns….yet

Here’s a couple photos from my first couple weeks:

Coming home from the hospital.

Meeting Pauley for the first time.

Gammie and Papa Chuck came to visit!

Friends from church brought us dinner.

This is how I sleep.

My first time at church.

My first bath!

Sleeping on dad!

Wearing mom's ring.

My many faces.

All ready for church on Good Friday.

Her story begins

Phoebe Grace Duthie

Born March 12, 2012 at 2:00 pm to the two happiest parents in the world.

8lbs. 4oz. 20 inches long

I thought about writing a long post about about labor and the hours leading up to it, but honestly, the previous 3 sentences are the only things that really matter from that day.  For those that want to know though, I’ll give you the very abbreviated version of her birth.

We went to the hospital on Sunday night at 5pm and got sent home because I wasn’t in “real labor”.  The nurse told us we “may” have a baby sometime this week.

We went back 6 hours later because I was in so much pain and I was convinced that if  this wasn’t “real labor” and they sent me home again I was going to find a very tall bridge to jump from.

Luckily, they admitted me and by 4am I had an epidural, a smile on my face, and a snoring husband next to me!

Between 4am and 1pm the next day I had progressed from 4cm to 10cm and was ready to push.  Warren was truly a little kid in a candy store when they told us it was time!  45 minutes later, she was in our arms and all we could say was, “she’s so cute” over and over and over.

I’d try to write about my emotions in those minutes, but honestly, as cliche as it is to say, there are truly no words.  All I know is that I have no idea how we ever lived without her in our lives!

Welcome to the world Little Miss!!

 

single.digits.

And I’m not talking weeks….I’m talking DAYS

T-9 days to be exact.  Warren and I joke that this is the first true to test to see if she’s going to be like her mother or father.  If she comes soon, she’s just like her mom….punctual.  If she’s 12 days late, she’s just like her dad…less than punctual. (but he’s so good at so many other things!!)

Honestly, I was much crazier about 2 weeks ago.  As soon as I hit 37 weeks, my thoughts were, “Alright, I’m full-term, lets do this.”  Now that her due date is rapidly approaching, I’ve mellowed out a lot.  We’re beyond excited to meet her, but we’re also sucking up these last few days/weeks of each other and life as we know it.  We went out to nice, delicious dinners this weekend with old and new friends, spent time at the beach playing bocce and watching the sun set, spent time on the dance floor at a company dinner, slept in, took long walks, ate frozen yogurt, and just watched TV together until we fell asleep on the couch.  And while I’m looking forward to the days that I can once again independently take off my boots at the end of the day, I really will miss things about being pregnant.  I’ve been blessed with an amazing pregnancy with few aches and pains.  It’s been incredible to go from sitting around for hours waiting to feel her move to just simply needing to call her name or give her a little poke and she’s ready to put on a show.

As far as labor goes, everyone’s famous question, “Are you guys nervous?”  Our answer, “no.”  Maybe because we’re too oblivious to be nervous or just too excited to have room for nerves.  Whatever the reason, we’re thankful to be given the opportunity to enjoys these last couple days/weeks together!!

Enjoying the beach.

The boys playing bocce.

Just some of our San Diego family.

Here's to hoping she looks like her father <3

 

 

babymoon.

With only 25 days to go until our sweet little girl is set to make her debut, Warren and I decided to have a little weekend getaway with just the two of us.

We went on a road trip just up the 5 freeway to Los Angeles.  We stayed at a great little boutique hotel, went to a Los Angeles Kings game, slept in way too late, and ate some great food!  We also had the opportunity to meet up with a colleague of Warrens who also just got married (to a girl from Pittsburgh) and they’re currently 29 weeks pregnant before the hockey game.  After the game we went to get a drink and met up with my girlfriend from middle school/high school/college and her boyfriend who just recently moved to LA.  We had an awesome time and are cherishing these last couple days/week of being “just the two of us.”

we had great seats!

my friend bought me a glue gun

and now I feel a little like Martha Stewart!

For those of you that knew me in the days of being cleared to do book reports in Art class so it wouldn’t bring down my GPA it’s probably most shocking that I would try to construct anything that I was even considering hanging on my walls.  But between everyone’s latest obsession with Pinterest, all of the DIY blogs, and my disdain for most things Babies R Us, I’ve become inspired.

I decided I was going to make Phoebe’s room decore.  So after a trip to a used book store, home depot, and Michaels her room is almost complete.

Here’s some of the projects:

Before. (just used some flat wood lettering, stock paper that I loved the designs of, and a glue gun)

After.

I wanted a chalkboard in her room. (I used these frames and an 11x14 piece of poster board backed with foam that I covered in chalkboard paint)

"Book Shelves" (I made them from old used books and cheap brackets I got at Home Depot)

Finished. (we can't write on the chalkboard for 24 hours)

There’s nothing cuter than….

a baby girl with an enormous flower headband

So, for girl’s night last night, Marilee brought over her sewing machine and we made some of our own!

Thank goodness I have creative friends.

BEFORE.

 

Jenny and Marilee working away

AFTER.

the finished products.