Stopping my heart

So we were out of town in Arizona for the past week and today I have been gladly vegging on the couch catching up on tv and doing laundry. Even though we watched Project Runway in AZ, I needed a recap and of course had to blog about it.

This week they had to make a red evening dress for a real woman with heart disease using campbell's branding. I love when they have to use real live women instead of the models because I love seeing them sweat over an average body.

First off, HURRAY! that Jesus was finally kicked off. Tight, red and trashy. And he even got the thinnest of the real women and he totally botched it. Hasta La Vista.

And I loved the winner. Amy made a flowy elegant dress. Loved it.

I also loved this one by Jonathan. I thought the use of the branding was really cool. I also did not like this. Does it remind anyone else of that horrible dress that Bjork wore years ago? The one with the dead swan hanging from it?

But I cannot believe that they loved this ridiculous star concoction. It looked like either the dress someone wore to sing the National Anthem in texas or Miss "small town USA"'s 4th of July parade outfit. Gross. I just don't think Mila is all that the judges think she is. Although I loved Maya saying that Mila was just an older version of herself. Snap.

Stay tuned for pictures from our trip and Henry's first smiles.

Happy Birthday Steve

You are my life. I love you. Thanks for choosing me to grow older with.

Onesies

The only time I wish I had had a little girl is when I am in Baby Gap. At that time I also wish that I had mass amounts of disposable income.

To be honest, a lot of the clothes for boys are super lame. So we make our own instead, and by "we" I mean me. Henry's a good sport though and models without complaint and then he poops through all his cute clothes.
Cute frog, this I took from some extra material I had from a quilt. Don't worry we don't wear the shirt and use the blanket at the same time, that would be a little too DTM.
And this I stole from Gymboree, who wants to pay $35 for a skull sweater? Not I, so I made a stencil using freezer paper. We also have snails, helicopters, airplanes and cars which I am sure will all make their way onto the blog eventually. And best thing I ever did was buy a bunch of white onesies and dye them fun colors, its so much easier on stains.

All American Boy

Yes, this is Henry enthralled in the Bourne Ultimatum.I don't know whether to be proud of my son's natural ability to recognize shapes and colors or repulsed by my own lackadaisical parenting. I also encourage him to watch the Price is Right every morning while I take a shower.

HCN

Yesterday I got this is the mail from the lovely Molly. I LOVE IT!!It even smells yummy. Thanks!

Hairy Business

What's a girl to do when her son refuses to sleep on his own and insists on being held during his nap?

She plays with his hair. And takes pictures.
This is what I fondly call the "Hitler Part"Then we have the edgier mohawk
And finally, I don't know what to call this but I like it.

42 days into Motherhood

Since today is the 6 week mark for us, I'm officially recovered from labor and delivery. Well I don't know for sure since I don't have my doctor's appointment until 10 days from now but I feel great and things are finally starting to come together for us here.

So I thought I would wrap up my final thoughts on recovery before I post more about Henry and my new adventures into motherhood.

Even now as I think back about the whole labor and delivery, it doesn't seem that bad. I'm glad I already wrote it all down because I have already forgotten a lot of what happened. I think this is one of those miracles associated with the whole experience, if it was really that bad and painful, you would never do it again. But since most of that has conveniently escaped my memory, I know I will have more children.

Overall though it really wasn't that bad. Sure it was painful but it wasn't unmanageable. I never felt like strangling Steve or cursing out my nurse. Speaking of nurses, I loved my nurses and am so happy with how helpful everyone was in the hospital. Seriously, I think nurses are total saints. What kind of person will help you go to the bathroom and rinse yourself with a squeeze bottle because you are too weak and exhausted (and scared) to do it yourself? A saint.

Another thing that you should consider if you're going to have children soon for the first time, a stool softener. I know its gross but whatever your doctor tells you to take, take all of them. I am only now becoming regular again on my own, six weeks later.

I was chatting with a friend the other day about the whole breastfeeding/holding your child so they can sleep thing. It really does take up the majority of your days some days. Literally there are days when all I do is feed Henry, take a quick shower and then hold him because he is grumpy. She said something about how there is probably a reason behind this, that the mother needs to recover too. And the baby kind of makes her slow her pace down. For a die hard to-do list person like me, this has been the hardest adjustment to motherhood. Some days I will get nothing done. Well that is not true, I am taking care of an infant but nothing else gets done.

One last thing about recovery, take all the help you can get when it is offered. From having the nurses taking the baby when you're in the hospital to accepting meals from whoever. Because once people stop offering help, you're on your own.

Okay more later. Have a great weekend!