Friday, August 15, 2014

Three Weeks {Introducing William Odin!}


Today is supposed to be my due date.  But three weeks ago, our little boy (crap, I never told you I was having a boy! gender reveal/shower posts coming soon...ish) decided to come a little early and throw the sweetest wrench in all of our construction/moving (crap, I never told you we bought a house at the beginning of the summer and we are renovating! posts to come soon...ish) plans.

I won't get into the entire birth story now, but I plan to write about it one day.  The short version is that I am proud to say I was able to deliver the au natural way without any drugs (although right at the end I was screaming for drugs and they told me I could push instead).  It was a pretty crazy experience and I think I'm still processing everything that happened that day. Let's be honest, I'm still processing the fact that I was ever even pregnant and the fact that I'm officially a MOM now, and I have SON. Yikes. Awesome, but Yikes.

William Odin was born on Friday, July 25th, at 11:26 am at St Luke's Roosevelt in Manhattan. He weighed 4 pounds, 12 ounces, and was just over 18 inches long.  They took some extra care with him in the beginning for precautionary measures, but he stabilized well and we were all able to go home together on Sunday morning. He is a our little viking boy and perfectly perfect to us. Even as I gather photos for this post, it is amazing to me to see how much he has changed in just three short weeks. I can't imagine if we had to wait this whole time to meet him.

I think any parent can sympathize when I say that it is extremely intimidating to try to put to words in exactly how many ways our lives have instantly changed.  For all the friends and family that tried to warn me about the utter exhaustion and the inexplicable tears and the unending happiness I would feel, thank you for futile attempts. I finally get it.

Now, back to snuggle time with Captain Adorable.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

So About That 4 Month Hiatus...

hello? hello? is this thing on? 

I've never been super diligent with this blog over the years, despite various attempts at getting myself into a good routine.  But four months has definitely been the longest break I've ever taken.  You know when you have trouble remembering how to start a new blog post in blogger that it's been a while!

So what have I been up to in the past few months?  Well - my job finally upgraded my blackberry to a droid and I can actually do things like access the internet and have apps like INSTAGRAM. You have no idea how excited I am to finally have instagram. Like. so excited.  You should totally follow me at iamkilobravo!! I miss typing on my blackberry, but since I had no choice I'll say having IG is worth it.  All of the cat pics that I refrain from sharing on fb and this blog can be found on IG in case you feel you've been missing that in your life. You've been warned.

Hmm...what else...Tom and I are finally dipping our toes into house hunting!  It took us a long time to narrow down the towns that would work for us so we both had manageable commutes, but still have a real house and backyard by NYC suburb standards.  I don't know if people outside of the NYC area can really appreciate how hard it can be to have those things. All of it comes at a premium as well, so saving our pennies for the past 7 years together has been totally worth it as we look at what we can finally afford. The original goal was to actually move by the end of this year, but we started our search a little early in order to get to know the neighborhoods, and we've actually seen a few houses we like that we can afford so we might pull the trigger sooner if it feels right. We have been all over the place as we narrow down what we really want in our home and I have no idea what we will end up with, but it is an equally exhilarating and frustrating experience and I'm so excited that we started a little earlier than planned.

Tax season...tax season...tax season...

Hmm...oh yeah - how could I forget? I'M COOKING A BABY IN MY BELLY!!!!!!!


Yes! We are pregnant! And I'm 21 weeks as I write this.  I dragged Tom outside this weekend to take some photos of ourselves as it was the warmest day we've had all winter (I know it's spring, but it still really feels like winter most days here).  I think our tripod did a great job getting our good sides.



So I have so much I want to say about my pregnancy so far, and I'll try to keep it to the highlights (ha), but I want to elaborate on how we found out just a bit first. Humor me, please.

We had been trying for what felt like too long - just a few months short of a year when I finally went to my doctor right after our trip to Norway in November. (Any long time readers may have noticed I never did New Years goals for 2013 because the only goal I gave myself was to get pregnant). I specifically went after our trip because I figured if I got some not so great news, I didn't want it to ruin our trip, and figured some blissful ignorance for a few more days was a healthy way to deal with things.  When I went in to see her we discussed what methods we had been using to track everything (OPKs, BBT, and watching for the old EW if you're into knowing about that stuff - so basically EVERY method because I'm a micromanager) and she told me I would come back on my next cycle to take some preliminary blood tests and we would go from there. And no joke she said the following to me: "Hopefully we won't even get to the blood tests because maybe you are pregnant right now!" And three weeks later I was back in her office taking a blood test because I had not had a visit from Aunt Flo, nor was I getting a positive pregnancy test yet.  She called me the next day to tell me I was indeed pregnant!   It was the best news and I could barely believe it after what she had said just three weeks before.  Basically she chalked up the length of time it took us to get pregnant to my highly irregular system (even doing all those things, science (hormone levels and fetus size) still thinks we conceived about 10 days after I think we did) and the stress of trying. I really feel like once I had given into the idea that maybe this wouldn't happen the easy way for us, I had just enough of a "f*ck it" attitude to finally reduce the stress enough to let it happen.  Even our teeny taste of facing infertility gave me the utmost respect for women and families that really truly go through the various stages of infertility.  I will forever be thankful and humble for the experience we have had.

Still with me? Ok now some of the fun stuff and the not so fun stuff.  We told our immediate families on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day by getting everyone to do group photos and yelling "saaaaay Kayla'a pregnant!" in the hopes to actually catch pictures of everyone reacting to the news.  Tom's family was soo good at holding their pose that no one dared move a muscle to react until after the flash went off!   My mother was a little less restrained and I'm pretty sure we have a picture of her pushing my dad out of the way to bite my cheek. Totally appropriate response. I love you Mom,. never change.

I have never really had a strong sense of smell but holy crap did it kick into overdrive about a week before Christmas when I was about 4 or 5 weeks along.  It was like day and night.  I went from feeling like normal me, to suddenly not being able to handle any smells, or even the sight of certain foods.  I didn't know who the hell I was. And it lasted for what felt like forever.  Weeks 5 - 16 can only be described as the worst hangover of my life.  And I've had a lot of bad hangovers. There was just no relief and I was pretty convinced this would be our last biological child and it was adoption from here on out.  It was hard on me and yes, I was one of those pregnant people that lost weight at first (don't hate the player, hate the game) but I think that stage was hardest on Tom. I didn't look pregnant yet and it was such an immediate switch to go from getting sick from any smells (I couldn't even walk into our kitchen to throw things in the garbage because I could smell food in the fridge) and to crying at the drop of a hat (twice I actually laughed so hard at jokes that I started hysterically crying) but there were no other visible signs that I was pregnant yet. I think it was really  hard for him to wrap his head around how quickly I had changed, and how little control he had over anything.  I stopped cleaning because I had no energy and just couldn't handle any smells. You can imagine how quickly we had to bite the bullet and hire the cleaning lady we had discussed hiring for the past few years. We would order food every night because I couldn't handle cooking, and my food would get there and I couldn't eat it.  There was a lot of wasted money those first few months.

I felt like I popped right away - but in reality I just stopped sucking in my beer belly.  I basically looked like College Kayla circa 2003 by the time I was 10 weeks.  Around 14 - 15 weeks I really popped and was finally looking pregnant which felt very validating to me.  It felt weird to me how excited I was to finally have a belly to show off. It was like "see, I told you guys I was pregnant and not just a lazy lunatic for the past 4 months!"  Very validating indeed.

Now I'm at what everyone tells me is the fun part of the pregnancy.  I've had a bit of insomnia the whole time, even though I feel tired, sleep just won't come and I wake up a lot throughout the night. Learning to sleep on my side has been tough as I'm a flat back sleeper with virtually no pillows most of the time. TGFS! (Thank god for snoogles). Enjoying bad acid reflux hasn't helped my sleeping either but I'm dealing.  But it's all for a good cause, right? Right?

I think I'm beginning to feel kicks - or it's just gas. I'm honestly not sure. People have described a butterfly feeling but I don't think I've felt that.  This is more like popcorn popping.  And then I get down on myself for not knowing my body better and I start crying again.  Oh hormones.

For anyone that hasn't figured out the math yet, we are due mid August, so as you can imagine I am SO looking forward to riding the subway in f*ucking July when I'm a sweaty gross slob. Speaking of the subway - I cried the first time someone offered me their seat.  Yeah, I am that pregnant lady scaring strangers on the subway "gulp, thank you, waaah, so much, gulp, I'm sorry, I'm just, waaah, hormonal right, gulp, now".

So yeah - that is my really long excuse for not blogging for the past four months. I was a little preoccupied with trying not to vomit or cry. If you've made it this far - you get high fives and hugs!!

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Our trip to Norway!

Our trip route was Oslo > Bergen > Alesund > Trondheim > Bodo > Tromso > Back to Oslo

In early November, Tom and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary by taking a week long trip to Norway.  It was amazing for so many reasons. We were able to meet some of my extended family (Hallo!), visit some beautiful cities, go reindeer and dog sledding, and see the Aurora Borealis!

We got some pretty damn awesome pictures too.

Wandering in Bergen


Bergen at night


Oslo Opera House


Views from the NSB train



Church in Trondheim


A few of our friends, and actually quite a few Norwegians that we met asked us why we chose Norway.  It's my guess that they don't see a lot of American tourists (we were definitely the only Americans we met on our entire trip, which was the exact opposite of our trip to South Africa last year).  There were many reasons why this trip made sense to us now:  1) I have extended family that I always knew I would want to go to meet someday (and next time I would love to take/send my mother and aunt!!)  2) We knew we wanted to do a bit of an adventurous vacation as we are hoping to have kids in the future, and a lot of this trip would have been much harder with kiddos. 3) Once Tom saw some pics of the Aurora Borealis, it was all he could think about! 4) We thought that the idea of going to Norway, and doing a cold vacation in the arctic circle was a really nice bookend to our honeymoon spent in South Africa.

Views from the Hurtigruten cruise ship



Getting "christened" with ice water as we crossed the arctic circle by King Neptune!


The sami tent we slept in overnight


Playing with the dogs before we went dog sledding


Over the river and through the woods...


Our reindeer Gobo that pulled us sledding the night before


I'm no Anthony Bourdain, but we did get to eat some exotic dishes from an American perspective:

Reindeer soup in the sami tent


...and deep fried whale in Tromso!  Tasted just like beef. Delicious.


Last but not least, some of the blurry pictures I was able to take of the Aurora Borealis!


Getting better at focusing in the dark...


And the non-blurry pic that the professional photographer took.  Clearly he earns his money :-)


It truly was an amazing experience, and Norway is a beautiful country to visit. I"m keeping this post short on words, but if you have any questions about our trip feel free to shoot me an email or post in the comments!

Monday, December 2, 2013

Painted Cork Placemats {or Dare to DIY - Entertain! Edition}


Linky parties are seriously my fav.  It's a nice kick in the butt to actually do some of the crafts that I've been dreaming about - not to mention a good excuse to clean the house enough so that I can take photos.  I'm linking up to Maybe Matilda today - go check it out to see what Rachel and everyone else has posted!  And remember, half the fun of a linky party is meeting new blogs! And if you're here from the linky party, Welcome!


This past weekend I got out our bins of holiday decor and spent the long weekend cleaning and getting jolly with it, and also had some time to do a little Small Business Saturday shopping.  I'm making it a personal goal this season to either make gifts, buy handmade, or buy from small businesses.  I figure I spend enough money at all the big box stores year round, and it's a fun challenge for myself.

Of course while I was out getting gifts for others, I got a few for myself at the local art supplies store. I'm so good to myself. The first was a wood burner and I was this close to purchasing the whittling tools that were in the same aisle.  I have no idea how to use either, but for some reason when I'm in an art supplies store, I suddenly picture myself having a life where I would have time to sit and whittle.  

Anyway, wood burner, check. I also picked up a roll of cork.  I had recently seen these placemats at C&B and these placemats at Ikea.  Both were honestly pretty reasonably priced, but for some reason, I always look at items like this and think - I can do that!  So do that I did.


I started by cutting my cork into 13 1/2" x 18" mats.  Unfortunately, I was only able to eek out three from one roll, so I'll have to buy more this week.  I'll eventually make trivets and/or coasters from the scraps (which will make great gifts!).   I placed some books on them over night to try to flatten the cork out. You'll see they weren't quite flat when I started painting, but I'm impatient. 

The next day I took my ruler and just started attaching lines into what I consider to be very modern trees.  I cut these shapes out and took care to keep the trees intact.


Then I got to spray painting.  I went with my go-to white and gold sprays - but I really think these would've popped with some traditional red and green.  The next mats will definitely get some of that. 
I tried a few different methods with my  handmade stencil, but this would work great with any store bought stencil. 

First I sprayed over the stencil very lightly with white, then I laid my cut trees on top, but just ever so slightly to the side.  I was going for a shadow outline around the edge of each tree.  I sprayed my gold lightly over it next.




Not bad, but definitely had some seepage. The actually force of the spray moved the paper more than I anticipated. I would definitely suggest using some re-positioning adhesive spray if you try this. 

Next up: a heavier coverage of the white first, and then I shifted the stencil itself ever so slightly, and gave it a heavier coverage with the gold.  I like this one a lot, but the gold is almost too close to the color of the cork.  This could be great if I were using some geometric shape and I wanted a tone on tone look.



Last up - a reverse of the last method: a heavier coverage of the gold first, and then I shifted the stencil itself ever so slightly, and gave it a heavier coverage with the white. This ended up being my favorite of the three...


Now the fun part - setting the faux table!  I decided to go with a green, red, white and gold theme in my dining room this year.  Sometimes it's nice to go super traditional in your holiday decor. Yes, white trees are super traditional if you speak to the right people.  


Love how the tree branches just peek out from behind the chargers.






Oh, you want a gratuitous shot of the tree lit up in the dark? Of course you do!


Doing anything special to entertain your guests this holiday season? We don't have any plans to host any guests so far this year, but I'm sure someone will pop over at some point.  Even if no one comes over, I still totally enjoy seeing the all house dressed up!  


And the cats like helping too, of course.


If you're here from Maybe Matilda, thanks for stopping by!  If not, go to her blog and check out some of the other projects linked up today!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

1000 Paper Origami Cranes (or at least 325)

I'm sharing the last of my wedding project posts throughout the month of October in celebration of our one year wedding anniversary! For more wedding related projects check out our Wedding Fun tab.


Tom and I both have a varied ethnic background, and we wanted to try to incorporate little bits of our heritages in our wedding.  From our Italian rehearsal dinner followed with Norwegian dessert cookies, to the Irish soda bread being served on Sunday morning, we tried to add additional meaning to the food we chose to serve our guests.  But I think the most obvious nod we gave to either of our ethnicity's was the paper crane display in our cocktail tent.  And I've got the thumb calluses to prove it!



There are various interpretations of the significance of folding paper origami cranes in the Japanese culture, but they mostly come down to wishing good luck or happiness to either the person that folds the cranes, or the person that receives the cranes.  These traditions have crept into American culture, and seeing paper cranes at weddings has become someone commonplace (or at least in the wedding blogoshpere).  

I decided when we got engaged I wanted to try to fold as many cranes to hang from the ceiling of our cocktail tent at our wedding as I could.   To be perfectly honest, I knew I would never get to 1,000, but I figured it was the thought that counted and it would also be a great way to inject color and whimsy into an otherwise plain tent.  I looked up a few methods online, and got to folding.  Since you need a square shape, I decided to go with 12 x 12 scrapbook paper in various shades of yellow, gray and teal instead of having to trim 8 x 11 construction paper.  I also occasionally picked up wrapping paper that matched our color scheme and cut out my own squares.  At the end of the year of folding, I ended up with 3 full garbage bags of cranes, which came out to be about 325 cranes.



My MOH and SIL-to-be spent and afternoon using large sewing needles to string up 2 - 4 cranes to bakers twine and affixed them to hangers to keep them in order.  Then once the tent guys had the cocktail tent up, they helped me string them up on one long piece of heavy fishing line.  



Lots of people took a few home after the wedding which was nice to see. They were certainly a labor of love, but I think they brought a big impact to an easily forgotten area of the wedding. 

I love this shot at night with the tents all lit up...


Monday, October 28, 2013

Seating Charts and Place Cards!

I'm sharing the last of my wedding project posts throughout the month of October in celebration of our one year wedding anniversary! For more wedding related projects check out our Wedding Fun tab.


When you are planning your wedding, you picture the last few weeks to be filled with bridal party brunches and afternoons at the spa and manicures with your friends and those last five pounds that you wanted to lose just magically melt away while you sip on champagne at your final dress fitting.

And then reality sets in. You've got two weeks left, people keep changing their RSVPs, which is making it impossible for you to plan your seating chart, or finalize your bill with the rental company and catering company, and the weather channel is predicting rain on the day of your outdoor ceremony and cocktail hour. Oh and just four days before the wedding, an unseasonably early frost kills every flowering plant in your parents yard that was planted specifically to bloom at the wedding (by the way, asking for pity when you are buying every last flowering plant at Lowes can get you a decent discount in the gardening section!). Everything you carefully planned in the past months is basically getting thrown out the window and you find yourself coming up with Plan B and Plan C and Plan D.

All of that would stress out many a bride. It definitely stressed me out (and may have actually help me lose those last few pounds that week).  But luckily we all got through it together, but not without some creative thinking and lots of flexibility.

When Tom and I first discussed our vision for our wedding, we were both pretty set on the idea of just a few long banquet tables - we wanted our guests to feel like they were sitting at a giant dining room table, a community table, passing around plates of food and enjoying one another's company. I knew I wanted to assign specific seating at our large tables (25 - 30 people per table).

Since a lot a people had to change their RSVPs for various reasons, we had to play around with the seating a lot to try to keep family with family, friends with friends, etc. I ended up buying a set of menu stamps from Papersource and some antiqued tags from Etsy.  We stamped everyone's meal onto one side and hand wrote their name and spot to leave their table number on other.



Then I hung up pieces of paper in the layout of our reception tent and loosely taped the name tags up, making it easy to switch them around.  




We tied the name tags to our favors that would be left at each place setting (little bags of wildflower seeds with a little poem we made up and had printed by another Etsy seller) and added the final table numbers a few days before the wedding when we were confident enough that it wouldn't change again.  Then we bagged up the favors by table and left them with the decorations that would be put out by the caterers the day of the wedding.



Since we had such big tables, I also thought it would be easiest if people knew which table to head to when they entered the main tent. One of my bridesmaids' parents let us borrow an old glass panel door and using a white paint pen, my MOH painstakingly wrote each guests name on the glass.  We stapled some burlap to the back to have some contrast to make reading the names easier, and also just because we had a TON of leftover burlap available.




It came out great and we actually got quite a few complements on the door idea. I'm sure every person that hosts a party feels this way, but it was so nice for people to notice the little details that we spent so much time on.  It made the stress of the past months all melt away...(as did the copious amounts of alcohol).

And just for fun...a few shots of the guys from Big Top Tent Rental building the floor and putting the reception tent up.  I had initially planned on trying to set the camera to take photos throughout the process to create a little stop motion video to show at the rehearsal dinner, but again, when you end up spending a few days cutting out dead plants and replanting so the whole yard doesn't look dead, those other things you planned on get pushed to the wayside.




Just a few wedding posts left folks...do I know how to stretch out the fun or what??