Our Neck of the Woods

Being away from blogging, makes me itch with anxiousness. It’s not like I have an addiction or anything, but if I’m away too long I get stressed that I won’t get caught up with everything that’s going on in Blogland.

But truth be told, there have just been more important things going on around these neck of the woods lately. For one, I’m still trying to put together our new home. Little by little, it’s coming together. It frustrates me that it’s not complete, but I have to remember to be patient.

B started his third year of med school, which entails working 12+ hours at the hospital 5-6 days a week! Can I get an omigawd! I’m actually handling it a lot better than I thought I would. And I thank therapy for that. If it weren’t for everything I’ve learned in the lasts several months, I’m not sure I’d be able to handle this life change so gracefully and calmly.

& of course, the single-most important event currently going on in my life, is that my mama started chemotherapy for breast cancer yesterday. It makes end tables, lamps, and hanging picture frames seem so petty and unimportant. Because the truth of the matter is, nothing else is more important right now. At nearly 8 o’clock Monday night, Emmy & I hopped in the car to surprise my mom with Godiva dark chocolate truffles, a musical card, and a breast cancer awareness bead for her Pandora bracelet.

With everything that’s been going on, there’s so much going through my mind. So much I want to write, document, & share. But for now, there’s a precious angel baby waking up from her nap. & I know that when I open her door, she’ll be greeting me with her gorgeous gummy smile. & I’ll have to scoop down and pick up my heart that just melted all over the carpeted floor.

Nothing else matters.


Ice, Ice, Baby

ever have one of those days where you think how nice it is to bum around because you have nothing planned, but then realize you totally have an important appointment?? like, now?

Hi. yea. that was me yesterday.
emmy and i were sharing some quality tummy time, when i suddenly realized i had a doctor’s appointment at 10:15. 
it was 9:30. it takes a good 30 minutes to get there. emmy was still in her jammies. me too.
i swiftly changed emmy, strapped her in her car seat, threw on nike shorts & a sports tank, grabbed a hat, threw a bottle in the diaper bag, & flew out the door, sans makeup. oh! i grabbed an apple, too.
well, folks, we made it there basically on time. & of course we had to wait. &wait. &wait…
i kept emmalyn in her car seat & then IT happened. one of the things mommas d r e a d.
the poop.
yep, i knew it happened by the infamous look on her face, but i also knew that there are no changing tables in the bathrooms! WTH? a zillion & one things went through my head: should I go all the way back out to my car {which is in BFE by.the.way}?should i ask to use one of their rooms? OR should i just strip her down to her skivvies & let everyone smell the *sweet* smell of formula-poo?
[if you’re thinking why didn’t you just change her in the exam room? well it’s not that kinda doc. it’s my ppd meds doc.]
i made a pack with myself… if the doctor doesn’t call me in within 2 minutes, i’ll change her diaper. if not, emmy will just have to take one for the team.  
well, emmy took one for the team… {bad mommy}
on the plus side, we were only in there for 7-8 minutes. don’t you love that? wait 5 hours to see the doc, then only actually see her for five seconds??
i digress.
so after the appointment, i redeemed my good-mommy points by changing emmy in the back of my SUV. phew… moving on…
em & i decided to take a little detour to see our new casa since it’s on the way back. 
well imagine my reaction when i went to open the freezer & couldn’t open it
i pulled. & i pulled. & i pulled that sucker until BAM! it flew open & i saw the biggest icicle florida has ever seen. this was some vermont vanilla ice, yo.
this huge cylinder block of ice was frozen solid {duh} to the freezer door.  
silly little me didn’t know what to do really, so i just started trying to pry it off. a few chunks came off from the top & bottom, but this baby wasn’t budging. {don’t forget that we haven’t actually moved in yet, so i have nothing to help me except paper towels & a garbage bag.} i soaked a paper towel in hot water & tried to melt the ice. i realized that was going to take for.ev.er.  
nix that! 
emmy was starting to get fussy impatient so i decided to call it a day & figure out what to do later. i went to shut the door & what do you know? it!won’t!shut! 
yea…. i couldn’t just leave it open over night? it would melt & i’d have a big mess right?
what to do? what to do?  i did the only thing probable… i began pulling the ice off with all.my.might. totally ingenious right? [sarcasm, if you don’t already know my by now…]
BUT! lucky for me i have some major guns from pumping so much iron 😉 
i gave it all i had and…..
{and this was after i had pulled chunks off of it!}

what would you have done?

Straight Up

 Your questions answered!

How’s everything going lately?

Things are going well, considering the circumstances. Postpartum Depression is a real drag, let me tell you. But I have surely come a long way, and things are finally looking up and heading in the right direction. It was a very scary time in my life, but through proper care and professional help, I have moved mountains. One of the best things I can be doing right now is activity. I’m glad my family has been supportive in allowing me to take time every day to care for myself. I’ve learned not to feel guilty about asking for help, and having “me” time. {No one’s going to call me “Katie-me-time-[last name]” … Modern Family last night, anyone??} I am doing things I have never done before, and it feels awesome! I’m pumping iron with a trainer two days a week… Buddha Bootcamp Yoga once a week {my fav!}… I got back into a dance class once a week…and get this, y’all! I’m on a co-rec flag football team! saywhat?! Yep. Never played before in my life (well since elementary school). But it’s so much fun and I even catch the ball and pull flags… {plural..!!} Ha! Plus, I try to run a mile on my “days off.” It’s been terrifically therapeutic.

And of course, playing with this little love, is always good for the soul.

What is your guilty pleasure?

I’m almost embarrassed to say that it’s the Kardashian’s. I can’t help it! They’ve hooked and reeled me in like a helpless little flounder. They’re addicting! Although… I miss the original “Keeping Up With the Kardashians.” These new spin-offs just aren’t as good. [I miss Bruce ::sigh::]
Anyone else share in my horrid habit?

Do you read any magazines on a monthly basis—if so, which ones?
I read People Magazine. That’s the only subscription I have. I look through all the pictures, then go back and read most of the articles. I really like spotting the 10 differences in the picture, and I must say—I’ve gotten especially fast =) But I definitely flip through all the gossip magz every time I’m at the grocery store or Barnes & Noble. Occasionally, I’ll buy a Cosmo if I really like who’s on the cover.
What are your current favs (and not so fav) baby items?
My FAV.or.ite. baby item thus far is Fisher Price’s Rock ‘n Roll Sleeper. No competition.

This has been a life saver, in my opinion. Miss Em sleeps next to me (at bed level) which I love. But my favorite feature is that it folds up in literally a snap and can easily be taken from room to room, or house to house. We take it everywhere with us. I highly recommend it to any new mom.
{thanks cousin holly for sending it to us!}  

The Bumbo is also a big hit in our home. 

{she’s starting to grab for things–it’s so cute!}

Emmy loves sitting in it, and just like the sleeper, I take it from room to room so I can get things done without holding her.

I currently don’t have a least favorite baby product, but I will say that I am very much a minimalist. There are so many creative products, and no doubt useful and fun, but seeing that we’re in transition of moving, less is more right now. My one advice to new moms though, would be to not buy sooo many clothes. There are some onesies Emmy never even wore because she lived in gowns the first month of her life. It’s smart to wash and prepare a few clothes, but I wish I would have left the tags on most of them. 

Is there anything you absolutely could not live without? 
Besides the obvious “family, friends, water, etc…” answer, I could not live without Burt’s Bees Lip Balm and Olay Daily Facials Cleansing Cloths. It removes all my makeup and leaves my face feeling smooth. {I follow up with Clinque’s Dramatically Different Moisturizing Gel… love that, too!}
Is it hard being away from BJ?
Yes, it is hard being away from my husband, but it’s what we have to do at this time. He has to go to school, and I need help while I recover. We are fortunate that we’re only two hours away and see one another every 2-3 weeks. We are also very blessed that we have both sets of grandparents to help with Emmalyn. Just knowing that we’ll be back together in May, is enough to get me through. Thank goodness for Skype, right?!

So… tell me something boutchaself…  


Blogger’s Block

Since all of this postpartum “stuff” has been going on, my ideas for posts have mysteriously flown out the window. I seriously am having blogger’s block. I want to get back to blogging… because let’s face it–it’s fun, therapeutic, and I love it!
So…. that’s where y’all come in.
I need your help… Ask me a.n.y.t.h.i.n.g.
Whatever your little heart desires… and however much you want.
Get creative, mmkay?
And because no one can resist smiling at a cute baby…

Sunday Stickies

Random Facts About Me

Kinda creepy, huh?! B and I think so! LOL

Happy Sunday, y’all!!
**UPDATE: Since I got asked about the wax thing, here are some more deets…
I was asked by Ripley’s Believe it or Not to be the “model” mold for Britney’s and Madonna’s body for their wax exhibit. Did you think that the celebrities did their own figures? Yeah, me too. Apparently not. So for the gig I wore basically a bathing suit, then they covered me in this really pretty purple gooey-gak stuff. I had to stand or sit in the position you see in the pictures the entire time. After the purple goo was on, they covered me in casting (sort of like paper-mache lol) Then I had to wait for that to dry. It was A LOT of fun!

Hasta La Vista

The time I’ve been dreading has finally come… to say goodbye to my weddings rings. Although I have no significant swelling (thank goodness!) my rings have just become a little too uncomfortable and I’m afraid I won’t be able to get them off when needed. The last thing I’d want to have to do is cut! them! off! 

My engagement ring actually still fits, although not perfectly. But my wedding ring, being a half a size smaller… notsomuch. Just to be on the safe side, I haven’t been wearing my engagement ring, except for right now since I’m about to go out for a doctor’s appointment. We have our maternity shots this weekend and hopefully I’ll be able to squeeze on wear my wedding band. If not, the engagement ring will have to stand alone.

I wonder when I’ll be able to put them back on?

In other news, we’re off to my 36-weeks check-up! Can you believe it? (I can’t!) I’m going to have my first cervix exam to see if there’s any progress in the labor department. I doubt it, but one can always hope! I’ll be sure to post about it tomorrow, along with a fun little poll. Stay tuned.

Hope y’all are having a wonderful day! And thank you all for your well wishes. My cold is almost all the way gone–I’m definitely feeling better than I was, although not quite myself. But then again, who could feel like their self at 36 weeks?!

Random Ramblings

I’m not sure how this post will come out, as the sun has yet to wake, nor have I. Yesterday, B and I went for my 34-weeks check-up. My blood pressure was great, and the baby’s heart beat was 145. Perfect. When the doctor measured my fundal height, she mentioned that I was measuring a little small. For those of you that don’t know, your fundal height should be the same amount of centimeters as you are weeks. Hence, I should have been 34cm (or close to it, since I was just shy of 34 weeks), instead of 32cm. We weren’t able to do an ultrasound in the office because of insurance, so she set us up with one on Thursday at another office. 

I wasn’t all that concerned because 1. If the doctor was really concerned she would have sent us immediately instead of waiting two days, and 2. Almost every time I visit the doctor’s office, a different person measures me. Whether it’s another doctor or a med student. So, B made a valid point… all it takes is one person to be one centimeter off at some point to throw it all awry. I’m thankful we get to see the little babe again because she’s grown sooo much since her last model shots at 18 weeks, but the only problem is that we’ll be paying for this sonogram out!of!pocket! 

Furthermore, Indy decided he needed to go outside at 5:30 (I think?) this morning. I volunteered B to take him since I did last night and got eaten up alive bit by mosquitos! Didn’t you know pregnant women are more prone to bug bites? {not making this up} But of course, now I was up, had to pee, and was hungry. It was then that I realized Little Miss wasn’t moving around like she normally does when I get up in the middle of the night. So… I calmly started to freak. Yes, I know it’s an oxymoron, but it’s the truth. 

I decided to drink some OJ and eat some Cheerios. After that, I was able to feel her faintly. I figured this was because she’s really low and there’s not a lot of room in there these days. I was still hungry, so I ate half a banana and drank some more juice. Then she got the hiccups. For a while. So I knew she was okay. And I was right about her being really low because I could practically feel her hiccups in my va-jay-jay (TMI?) For the last half hour or so, she’s been kicking, although the jolts and jabs aren’t as dramatic and strong as usual. But they’re there. And when I push on a body part in my belly, she pushes back. Best.Feeing.In.The.World.

Also, remember how I “talked” about not being an emotional pregnant lady…? Well I think the dry streak is over, yo. For the past couple of days, or actually maybe about a week, I’ve just felt like crying. For instance, one day last week B had a leftover caesar salad in the fridge from Outback Steakhouse, and I was super hungry so I ate it. When he came home from school, he was anticipating eating it, and the disappointed look on his face made me want to cry. I felt so bad! I literally went to the bathroom to collect myself and stop myself from crying. Then last night, I sobbed a few tears in the bathroom after the doctor’s appointment, even though I told myself there’s nothing to worry about. And now, I feel like crying again just because I’m oh!so!tired! But I’m too restless to sleep….


Flash forward to present time… A few minutes after I laid back down in bed, Little Miss started a kicking frenzy. Thank!Goodness! I told B what had been going on and he told me not to sike myself out. Easier said than done. One thing I’m super impressed with is that I’ve been so calm, cool, and collected throughout this entire pregnancy. But now? I have 8 1/2 months of hormones stored up and my fear is that I’m going to start flipping out over every.little.thing. I don’t want to, but I fear it’s coming.

But right now, I have so much to be thankful for. I can’t wait to share more about the baby shower, and I’m really looking forward to this weekend because…. MY MOMMY’S COMING!!! Fortunately she only lives two hours away, and she’s coming to stay the weekend to help me get some last essentials for the little one, and help me pack my hospital bag. I’m so excited!!! 

{say a little prayer for us for Thursday?}

And it Never Ends…

My life is seriously not going to slow down anytime soon!

Just look at what’s happenin’ for the next several months:


  • Baby Shower #1 {back home}
  • Sis-in-law’s engagement party {although I won’t be able to attend because it’s back home and too far away from our hospital this late in the game}
  • Nephew’s 2nd Birthday {also cannot attend and bummed about this, too!}
  • Mom coming to visit and help me finish things for the baby/pack my hospital bag
  • Baby Shower #2 {in town.. given by my amazing med school wives’ girlies}
  • Maternity Shots




  • 2-week vacation from Med School/going back home
  • My 24th birthday
  • Chanukah
  • Christmas
  • Mother-in-law’s birthday
  • Future brother-in-law’s birthday


  • Sis-in-law’s birthday
  • Parents’ Anniversary
  • Baby Girl’s Baptism


  • Hubby’s Birthday
  • Valentine’s Day


  • Our ‘Marriage Celebration’ {when we got married in June we didn’t have a reception with extended family and friends since our little miracle blessedly surprised us, so we’re going to have another ceremony/reception with ALL the special people in our lives! Can’t wait!!}
  • Oldest Sis-in-law’s birthday


  • Moving back to our home town so B can start his rotations


  • B takes the first part of his boards!

  • Our FIRST Wedding Anniversary!!!!!

And I wouldn’t be surprised if I forgot something!
{or more}

I guess that’s what growing up and life will do to ‘ya, huh?!
While it’s going to be uber busy and sometimes overwhelming I’m really looking forward to all!the!fun! and memorable events! …Especially since we’ll have our baby girl to share it with! What could be better than that?!


Good news! My glucose test came back normal, along with all my other blood work. Yipee!! But don’t you hate how YOU have to call the doctor’s office to find these things out? When they told you nearly TWO weeks ago they’d call you in a couple of days. Oh well… I’m just glad I don’t have to go back for the three-hour test. Can I get an Amen?! I asked so many people what they ate/didn’t eat the night before and morning of the test, and read on baby forums, but honestly the reviews were mixed. I ended up just eating a thin-sliced bagel with peanut butter and water for breakfast. The day before, I had ice cream, and it took every.bone.and.muscle in my body to stay away from the gallon-sized sweet tea container in the ‘fridge. Mmm I love me some sweet tea…


In other news… I scheduled an appointment to get my hair cut at the end of the month. EEK!! I am the!absolute!worst! at getting my hair cut, let alone having someone new do it. I even told the receptionist the hair dresser should know that I’m a nervous wreck when it comes to getting my hair cut. There’s no doubt in my mind I’ll probably shed a tear or two. My husband joked that he’s going to get a new wife. Silly

I’m anxious and excited for a new change though! My hair is fine, but thick, and oh.so.wavy. It has taken me years…years I tell ‘ya! to find a conditioner that’ll let me almost run my fingers through my hair. And that miracle product is Redken’s All Soft. But on top of that I spray in Pantene’s leave-in conditioner. Before Redken’s miracle, it would take me forever and day to comb through my hair. No joke. My college roommate could shower and brush through her hair before I even finished combing through mine. Can you believe that?! I figured since I’m going to be a new mommy [ahh that sounds so friggin’ cool!], the last thing I’ll have time (or the desire) to do is my hair. But why should I sacrifice looking cute, either?! I figured cutting my hair to my shoulders would help ease and shorten the hair drying/straightening torture routine. I seriously h.a.t.e. doing my hair. Love doing others, but mine? notsomuch. When my hair was short in high school, it was such a breeze to straighten. Plus, the hair gods have blessed me with the ability to go days without having to wash my hair. Yeah, be jealous. I just hope the hormones don’t change this!

Anywho, I’ll be sure to post pics!

…Going to visit the ‘rents again this weekend, but I promise I won’t be late with the weekly prego post 🙂

I hope everyone is having a fabulous week! xoxo

Come out, come out, whoever you are!

Hey you!

Yes, you.

You know, behind your computer…

Who are you?!

Come say hello!

Leave me a comment.

And, you know… make me feel loved 🙂 

Let me know what you’re thinking…. what’s on your mind? Advice, suggestions, opinions, anything! Or just say hi. I’m pretty easy to please.

Don’t be shy! Introduce yourself if I don’t already know you. 

Even if you don’t have an account, you can comment under anonymous, but don’t forget to sign your name so I know who you are [ehem.. cousin holly]

I’d love to hear from you!! 

*And if no one says anything at all, I might just go bury my face in the sheets and never come out!