The Buffy

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My life is pretty dull. I play with a toddler, watch a lot of Yo Gabba Gabba and experiment with the crock pot. I have no bed time and I find humor in Laffy Taffy jokes. Conan O'Brien is my anti-drug.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

The big girl room reveal!


Since we moved into our new house a few months ago, Emma was living in a sparsely decorated room consisting of a crib-turned-toddler bed, her glider, a dresser and little else. I've been itching to give her a special room that she could be excited about - something slightly more mature than her former pink and green, owl-themed nursery but still whimsical and age-appropriate. 



Part of the fun in the decorating process was feeding into my own cheapness - I hate spending a lot of money on decor when the kid may hate it a few months later. I started piecing everything together a few months back from anywhere and everywhere. I'd ask Emma for her opinion and I'd either get a gleeful, "Oh! Teacups!!" or an indifferent, "Oh. A bird."



 However, I didn't let that sway me. I had a vision, and her elation at the end result was all I needed to know that I didn't fail. She's been obsessed with being in her big girl room. While there are a few other tiny tweaks I need to make (hanging a bow-holder her aunt made her a few years ago, potentially making a few funky throw pillows for her bed and I'm currently crocheting a throw blanket to go on the foot of her bed) I'm ready to hang the towel on her room and start on the little guy's nursery next. 









If anyone is curious about where certain pieces of artwork or decor came from, shoot me a comment below and I'll do my best to answer. Don't be surprised if the response is one of the following: Cotton On, Ikea, Amazon or Francescas. 

Monday, November 4, 2013

Alive and kicking

Oh, hi.

Huh. It seems I went MIA for a little while there. I blame the weather, the season, the toddler, life in general. Things have been good though. Better than good! My midwife prescribed me a low dose of Zoloft which has made a tremendous difference in pretty much everything that I haven't been able to deal with on my own. I'm resting a bit better, far less mood swings (although when my husband jokingly said I was huge tonight... cue the dramatic tears), more ambition over all. So, it's pretty much doing what it's supposed to be doing. I was admittedly nervous about going on an antidepressant, especially while pregnant. It seems so hush hush and taboo and grave but I'm definitely happy I took the leap.

As for the pregnancy, it's a boy! Did I post that here yet? No? It is. I saw the little guy's junk and everything. Fingers, toes, a couple eyeballs... all in all, it's definitely a baby in there.
For a grainy profile shot of a ute-squid, he's cute, right?
And I have a 24 week pregnant beer belly, that's for sure. The kid is ridiculously active (as I type this, I feel like he's trying to escape somewhere between my belly button and boobs. Sorry, child, that's not an exit). His favorite thing is to start swinging away when either E has her head in my lap during one of those rare moments she snuggles with me, or when I'm holding someone else's kid. Apparently that really gets him boiling. Obviously then I insist on holding ALL THE BABIES!!1!
I definitely feel way bigger than I look.
Halloween happened, which was pretty awesome. Actually, it wasn't. We had a few rough weeks of colds and sinus infections that we are mostly over now, but that pretty much equated to a costume party ending with tears, a single trick or treat outing with friends and several cancellations on friends and family for their respective parties.  We're on the upswing though, and despite a snotty face E still turned out pretty cute in her three (count 'em, 3!) costumes.

Finally, a recipe recommendation. I made the mysterious and elusive Italian Wonderpot tonight, originally inspired by a Martha Stewart recipe idea. HIGHLY recommend, my only alteration was to add a few splashes of balsamic vinegar to my bowl. It made a world of difference to the flavor. 

Tomorrow night? Make this for dinner. GO!