Much like my cocktail post, I had planned buying a shitload of wrapping paper and decorative elements and wrapping presents and taking pretty photos but the pregnancy is catching up with me, the hours in the day seem to pass without me realising it and, […]
As I have mentioned in a few of these Christmas posts, my family has a few things that we do each and every year that make up our own little traditions. The visits from Santa, the morning trips to the cafe, the mojitos in the […]
Sixty-three days?! That’s nothing. I have all the feelings.
I am thirty-one weeks today and oh boy, do I feel it.
Generally speaking I am doing well! I feel healthy, I have enough energy each day to get me through until about 1.30pm and although I don’t sleep through the night, when I am asleep it is a deep sleep (before my bladder or my son wakes me up).
We had our baby shower last weekend and it was such a beautiful day. We were surrounded by friends and family and there was enough food to feed our entire suburb for three weeks and alcohol was drank and our little man, Pete and I received some beautiful gifts. Since moving into our house, a lot of what we have been doing around the place was not only in preparation for the arrival of bub, but it was also in preparation for hosting our baby BUB-beque. It was the first time Pete’s and my family were meeting, and the first time that we were introducing ourselves to everyone as a little family of three in our home that we created together. We couldn’t have wished for the day to go any better; all of our family and friends introduced themselves to one another if they hadn’t met before, every room of our house was filled with conversation and laughter and the backyard smelt of delicious meat cooking on a coal barbeque.
At thirty-one weeks I only have two more hospital appointments before my due date. I only have two weeks of work left. It really does feel that the next two months are going to absolutely fly by and before we know it, we will be holding our son in our arms and weeping over how perfect he is.
I am getting bigger with each and every day that passes – and this is confirmed over and over again by my family and work colleagues – and so is Bub. He is so big now that by just resting our hands on my belly, Pete and I are able to feel his head, his feet and his legs; we are able to feel our son’s body and it is positively surreal. Not only is he big, but my god is he strong. I was sitting at my desk yesterday and he was kicking the hell out of me and it hurt – it really, really hurt. I had to press my hand quite firmly into the right side of my stomach to keep him away from what I sure are some of my vital organs. I tried getting up and walking around in hopes that he would shift his position or go to sleep, but no. Up until last week, I could only really feel him kicking or moving when I was sitting or lying down, but now it doesn’t matter where I am or whether I am standing or sitting, I can feel him constantly. He is my active little companion and he makes sure that I know it.
Pete and I were sitting on the lounge last night watching Vikings – and, holy shit, if you haven’t watched it, WATCH IT. I didn’t think I would like it, but I am obsessed. And Travis Fimmel is a bloody dreamboat – literally bloody. I never thought that I would find someone whose face is spattered with blood so damn attractive but I DO. Now I sit on the lounge and demand more battles scenes just so I can see this:
So we were sitting on the lounge and once again I got an overwhelming surge of love and adoration for our son. He has so much personality already and I love that he and I know each other already – because we do. I can’t describe the connection that I feel with him because it is so intimate. I love that he and I have to work together to get through the day. I love that everything I do is with him in mind – what I eat, how I sit, all the visits to the bathroom (which, by the way have increased once again). He is the biggest part of my days and my nights, my little companion and I truly cannot wait to meet him.
Pete also picked up the last piece of furniture for Bub’s room which was a Boori chest of drawers to match the cot and the change table that we got a few weeks ago. Pete is away this weekend and I am going to get our son’s room all set up for when he gets back. I am going to wash and fold and put away all of his clothes, and buy nappies to stack on the shelves beneath the change table and get out all of the picture books and set them up. Bub already feels like a part of the family and, once again, I am finding it difficult to describe what it feels like getting all of this ready for him. Pete is so proud of the room that we have created for our son and he said last night, “Our little man is going to love his room, and he deserves it all”. And he does.
I realised the other day that I have almost forgotten what it is like to NOT be pregnant. It’s weird. A colleague and friend of mine said to me, “I have never not known you pregnant” – and she hasn’t because I found out I was pregnant the day before I started this job. She then went on to say that she actually doesn’t know much of my back story either which got me thinking. I went through some old photos and almost didn’t recognise myself. Women are pregnant for ten months all up, almost a whole year, so I guess that it’s pretty normal to forget how you used to look, how you used to feel and even what you used to wear before growing a human. But even more than that, I realised that I will never be that person again. Ever. My body will forever bear the marks of having been pregnant and having a child, and I am in no way saying that as a bad thing, not at all. I just found myself really stopping and thinking about how I used to look and who I used to be, and wondering who I am about to become.
I have to say, I am excited to find out.
I am also excited, I will admit, to wear my normal clothes once again and not be restricted to a handful of comfortable items of clothing that I wear in steady circulation. I didn’t realise how trendy I was before everything stopped fitting me. Though I may not feel comfortable wearing the crop tops and short skirts that I used to wear (I am a mother now, after all), I am looking forward to having options, having the energy to accessorise and pretty myself up and to just feeling like myself again but in a new way. I am looking forward to feeling sexy again!
Overall, I can’t remember being happier than I am now. I can’t remember ever being more in love in my relationship, more settled and grateful for my home, more inspired to create or more ready to face whatever the future holds. My son and Pete are the catalysts for those feelings and every morning I wake up grateful for Pete’s arm around me and my son’s kicks against my belly.
I’ll leave you with this:
My mother is many things. She is creative and fun, intelligent and beautiful, entrepreneurial and hilarious. My mother is also Santa. For as long as I can remember, my mum has prepared the most epic Santa scavenger hunts, puzzles and presents for my brothers and […]
It’s December! It’s Summer! It’s the festive season! Our Christmas tree is up! Our cat has discovered a love of tearing baubles off the tree and waking us up at 5am by chasing them down the hallway!
Seriously though, I am so freaking excited that it is officially December and now I can let out all of my Christmas love and adoration. This is definitely my favourite time of year; the weather is warmer, the afternoon sky glows yellow with the promise of a summer storm, the promise of Christmas movies, the glow of Christmas lights that illuminate otherwise dark suburban streets, the excitement of buying your loved ones presents and the abundance of food, laughter, alcohol and joy that the festive season brings.
To acknowledge Christmas this year, as well as celebrating the pregnancy and the launch of The (Oblivious) New Mama, I thought that I would do a 25 Days of Christmas countdown. Each day leading up to December 25th there will be a Christmas-themed post. There will be recipes and cocktail ideas, do-it-yourself Christmas craft, gift ideas, movies, books and some more personal posts that will also revolve around Christmas.
Every now and then, as well as a Christmas post I will be punctuating my content with some regular blog posts as well. I have book reviews I need to publish and a baby shower to write about and a pregnancy that changes with each and every day as we edge ever closer to our due date. So, without giving too much away I am so happy to kickstart summer and the festive season of 2018 with The (Oblivious) New Mama’s 25 Days of Christmas!
Big love to you all x
Whether you are going all out and hiring a venue and catering and the whole shebang, or if you are doing something at home with a budget, your baby shower can still ooze fabulousness, instgrammableness and loveliness! I have always loved hand-making as much as […]
Lists are my favourite. I have mentioned that several times. Lists give me direction. Lists allow me to plan. Lists let me know when I have achieved things. I have several notebooks that I use specifically for list-making. Planning a baby shower, it turns out, requires a good amount of lists to ensure that nothing gets missed especially when the person organising it is, in fact, pregnant and has a tendency to forget even the most simple of things. Naturally, I am loving the lead up to the BUB-beque because it has seen to the creation of several lists (some of which overlap, but that is okay).
We are hosting our BUB-beque at home, with about thirty or so people attending. I have handmade some of the decorations, have bought others and some are still left to buy. This coming Saturday, Shari (godmother, best friend, soul sister, sister-in-law) and I have a whole day of shopping for all the food, all the table decorations and all of the little bits and pieces that are going to make this baby shower/birthday barbeque everything that I have always envisioned it could be. Then, on Sunday I will be baking all day in preparation for the big day; I ordered some baby-specific cookie cutters (a bib, a baby bottle and a onesie) and I will also be making other biscuits that I will personalise with my new cookie letter embosser that I am totally in love with.
And then next week we are going to put our Christmas tree up because WHY NOT. Man, I am excited for that. Oh yeah, and I need to make a playlist for the day so that Pony and Milkshake don’t randomly start playing – though really, that wouldn’t be so bad would it..?
Come December 1, our house will be full of Christmas/birthday/baby spirit and look, I will probably cry but that’s okay. On the actual day, my main tasks are to pick up the balloons, hang all the decorations and set up the big grazing table that we are having. Pete is in charge of making the outdoor area pretty which will be easy seeing as he has made us the most BEAUTIFUL barbeque/outdoor kitchen known to man. I will get my mum and Shari over to help with the set-up and we can test the mum-osa bar (YEP. HAPPENING.) and set up all the flowers and the cake.
I have a to-do list that will keep me busy for the next week and a bit but that is the more boring list of all of my lists; there are things on it like change the cat litter, clean the laundry, vacuum, etc. That is not the list I want to share with you today. Nope. These are:
First up, we have my list of what I need to purchase this weekend because it is the last opportunity we have to do a big shop. There are some things I have left off because I already have access to them. For example, we aren’t using plastic cups so they aren’t on the list. I have already made and bought buntings, so they aren’t on the list either. This is more of a what else is left to buy list (which, let’s be honest, is pretty much everything) and is very specific to the kind of baby shower we are having. If you are having an all-female, more traditional baby shower then a huge amount of meat may not be on your list (or maybe it is, who doesn’t love a steak?!).
The main food that we are offering at the BUB-beque is a grazing table. Think ‘cheese board’ but MEGA. We have quite a large dining table and, like mum and I have done many times over, we will be filling it with every kind of cheese, cracker, deli meat, sweet treat, fruit and antipasto favourite that you can think of. I love grazing tables because it means that all the food preparation is done before any of the guests arrive and I don’t have to think of it during the party, it’s a great talking point for friends and family that don’t know each other well and it also means that everyone can eat as much or as little as they like as often as they want. I personally go to TOWN on a platter.
Anyway – if you have never put together a grazing platter or table before, I hope that this next list helps. Or, if you ARE a grazing platter/table aficionado, I hope that I can maybe inspire some new ideas!
The third and final list that I am going to be sharing with you today is a baby shower gift list. The other day, Pete’s sister messaged me and asked what gifts Pete and I are asking people for. I drew a blank. I had no idea what people normally ask for. We have already bought a cot and a change table, we have all the books we will ever need in our lifetime and mum has already bought Hunter some toys and clothes and bath products. I mean, we need an iCandy Peach in grey.. so yeah, I mean, someone could buy us that. Besides that though, I hadn’t the foggiest idea what to ask for. And, Pete doesn’t like being fussed over or bought things so together, our baby shower gift registry has kind of been completely overlooked and forgotten. I know though, that people will want to bring things and the least we can do is give them some sort of a guide as to what we do and don’t need.. I guess.
Like I have said and will continue to say: I love a list. And at the moment, I need a list (baby brain is back and in full swing) because otherwise things will be forgotten, guaranteed. After this weekend, I will do a follow up post that will go into more detail about what we purchased and from where! This is a really exciting time in mine and Pete’s life, and writing about it fills me with absolute joy so I thank you all for humouring me throughout this pregnancy (so far).