Here I come, out of left field, like the Easter Bunny showing up at your door on New Year’s Day with a creepy sparkle in his plastic eyes. Surprise! It’s The Daily Sampler!
I wanted to stop by and wish you all a Happy Easter, and whether you celebrate it or not, it’s the perfect time to appreciate fresh starts, new chapters, birds & flowers, and absurd amounts of unnaturally sweetened foods. Obviously, I am beating you at the new chapters game with the impending birth of my baby girl. I am willing to bet $25 that I’m also beating you at the consumption of unnaturally sweetened foods. Yes. Life has been extra change-y this year in the best possible way.
Pregnancy has been mostly enjoyable considering what other people go through, and I’m grateful for that. The last weeks are (just as everyone predicted,) pretty dumb. Apparently, when you’re lugging around a perfectly sweet, most likely in the 95th percentile beautiful baby daughter, your body responds in all kinds of fun ways. Cankles for days, guys. For days. Needless to say, I’m ready to be done and have her out here with us (so her Dad can carry her around for a few minutes while I eat ice cream alone in my bedroom.) We’ve taken the classes, acquired the gear, “listened” to the advice and horror stories friends have shared, and spied on each other with the new internet video monitor. We’re about as ready as we can be. Oh yeah, except for the terrifyingly small amount of financial comfort we have. But whatever! HE IS RISEN. Everything will work out. #denial
The post-delivery life is a mystery. In my mind, it will be very hard (but not THAT hard, right?!?!) We will remain hermits for 1-3 weeks and then emerge from the darkness with our stroller and walk around 2 neighborhood blocks. The family will get vitamin D and endorphins. Then, my mom will come over and I will take a nap. This sounds like a doable fantasy life, and this is what I will continue to dream about until reality slaps me in the face. I also am well aware that I failed at my pregnancy plan to be ultra-healthy, kale-cooking, yoga mama and instead dove head first back into my old sugar addiction. I pulled husband right down with me. Now we have to get off the sauce again, and it’s going to be hard. Plus breastfeed. It’s going to be the best time ever.
Other things new in my life: we moved (again) and even though it’s still not the house of my dreams, it is on a cul-de-sac so we’re moving up in the world. We actually have a basement now, like real human beings. Work is wonderful- although at this point I basically show up and attempt to survive for as many hours as possible, then go home and nap. I still love looking back at just over a year ago when work life sucked so hard and I thought that was my destiny. Hair is still long. I might cut it soon, but not for a mom cut. I still have some life left in me. I hooked up with a new blog called Buffalo Moms. I know, I know. I said I never would- but we’re within the winds of change. It’s easier than fighting it. It’s a cool website so just check it out.
Okay, I think that’s it. Can you tell I’m reaching a little? I assume my next post will be the “I HAD A BABY” one, and I can tell you about all of the walks we’ve taken, how my perfect child already sleeps through the night and how her hot mom already lost most of the pregnancy weight. Let’s enjoy this time on the sunny side of naiveté for just a little while longer.