I’m sitting at a nearby coffee shop, simply staring at my laptop screen. (Have you ever done that before? Tried to sit down to work, but just ended up staring at your computer like it’s a Magic Eye puzzle? *Pats self on the back for the stellar 90s reference.*) And then, suddenly, the tears start. Nothing too crazy; just a couple of ’em. But they’re there, and I realize that I’ve been doing things… all wrong.
If you’ve been following along for a while, you might remember Mitch’s “One Second Every Day” video from last year. Well, this year’s has been completed! As we had a lot going on, the video took a while to compile. So please excuse the fact that it ends in March, and we’re publishing it in late August. ;) But hey: it still covers a lot of incredibly special and fun times, and I’m so grateful for it. Thank you, Mitch!
Hi, everyone! It’s been a while, huh? Today is the first day I’m sitting down to the computer for a couple of hours since Emma’s arrival on August 3rd. :) Before I start, though, a huge thank you goes out to Mitch for maintaining the blog and managing my email and social accounts for the last couple of weeks. As Emma was six days late, we had a lot of time to write and schedule content, and Mitch was SUCH a help. He even wrote some blog posts! (You can read them here, here and here.) Thank you, Love!
Over the next few days, I’m going to be sharing so much about our first two weeks with Little Emma. But today, I want to tell the story of the beginning. Because next to the day I married Mitch, August 3rd was undoubtedly the most special day of my entire life.
I know I talked about this on the blog in July, but I was kind of an emotional mess during my third trimester. And part of my distress definitely came from anxiety over childbirth. There were a few things that contributed to my fears: seeing dramatizations of traumatic births on televison and movies as a child; allowing my imagination to run wild; and hearing way too many horror stories from friends, acquaintances and completestrangers.Today, though, I’m here to share an extremely positive experience, and hopefully alleviate others’ fears of childbirth as a result. Because I have to say: Emma’s delivery was incredible, and not at all traumatic. And from what my doctors and nurses told me, it was a very run-of-the-mill delivery, too!
Well, my due date is on Thursday. Oh my goodness. Which is why I thought I should probably get this post up as quickly as possible. ;) If you read my last two pregnancy recaps–the one on the first trimester and the one on the second trimester–a lot has changed.
For me, the third trimester has been emotional. Yes, I can go from being super happy to ridiculously worried and upset at the drop of a hat… but it’s more than that.
These photos were taken right before Jess and the rest of my amazing Chicago girlfriends surprised me with the most thoughtful baby shower ever! I can’t believe I didn’t pick up on any of the clues: Mitch insisting I bring along my camera to see Jess and Neal’s new place for the first time, Jess being a stickler about making a reservation and getting to dinner on time (we’re both always late, haha), how the boys completely ditched us right before, the laughing waitress when we first arrived, and seeing Shaheen through the window of the restaurant. (Really, Kelly? You don’t put two and two together THEN?! So oblivious.) But I can’t tell you how much the night meant to me. Truly, it was one of the most memorable nights of my life, and I’m even getting a little teary-eyed right now as I type!
Summer in Chicago has been pretty hot this year. But over the last few weeks, we have had a few cool and rainy days, which (in my about-to-pop state) have been quite nice. Please excuse the frizzy hair, though. It’s something I’ll never have a handle on during rainy and humid spells! ;)