Monday, August 31, 2015

Goodbye August, Hello September.


Goodbye, August. 

Goodbye to the lazy feeling of the days of summer.

Goodbye to coconut scented everything.

Goodbye to putting off cleaning and organizing and blaming it on summer.

Goodbye to the best peaches and watermelon of the year.

Goodbye to my last summer of not having a babe around.

Goodbye to wasting too much time worrying about the future and uncertainty.

Hello, September. 

Hello to curling up with a pumpkin spice coffee every morning.

Hello to burgundy reds and mustard yellows and burnt oranges and all the delicious colors of fall.

Hello to filling my tiny apartment to the brim with pumpkins and scarecrows and owls.

Hello to wanting to bake something every single day.

Hello to boots and cardigans that it's entirely too hot to wear, but I just won't be able to help myself.

Hello to a season of coziness, filled with excitement and hope and the scent of pumpkin.

Hello to turning residency applications in. (!!!!!!)

Hello to a brand new season.

Hello, fall.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Your New Favorite Blog: Your Friend, Brittany.


Brittany B and my blog is Your Friend, Brittany.

Fun!

I love the sense of community and I honestly enjoying coming up with posts that I think are fun and that I hope people enjoy.

Your thoughts shape your reality.

Ugh this is SO hard!!!! I'm going to go with The Giver though! 

Sweaters and tights! I love summer more than any other season but I'm such a huge fan of an oversized sweaters and tights/leggings. I feel like this is also where I should say pumpkin flavored things but I HATE.PUMPKIN.FLAVOR. 

When I read Brittany's answer about fall and how she hates pumpkin flavor (BUT HOW?!) I almost couldn't post this, but I genuinely enjoy reading her blog, so I figured we could still be friends. 

Brittany posts a lot about books and reading, and also about things she's learned that we can all relate to (especially this post). Reading her blog really is like catching up with a friend, and I love that!

Comments have been turned off so you can go say hi to Brittany! Maybe if we all tell her how great pumpkin is, she'll come over to the dark side. But even if not, you're guaranteed to find a great book recommendation or two while you're there! 

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Thursday, August 27, 2015

20 Weeks: Things I Want to Remember.


As of today, we are halfway there. Halfway to having a baby. There has been a human being living inside of me for 20 weeks, and in the same amount of time, he will be living in the world with the rest of us. That is insane to me.

On one hand, I feel like I've been pregnant for long enough to be halfway there, but on the other hand, I feel like there's no way a baby will be here in only 20 more weeks. That's just not enough time. 

I was talking to my mom yesterday and I told her that I know I have so much to do, but I just don't know what exactly that so much is. I think that when people are planning and trying for a baby, there is lots of book reading and research and list making, so they know exactly what to do and what to get and what to change. Since there was no planning or trying, there was also no reading or research or lists. So I've got a whole bunch of question marks over here and am guessing this is the week I should dive into the terrifying world of Google to figure out what to do. 

Ready or not, this little guy is coming soon!


  • I can finally enjoy coffee again. I was only able to barely stomach a sip or two a few weeks ago, but now I can drink an entire mug full of deliciousness without throwing up. This little guy loves his pumpkin spice coffee, and I will be forever grateful he's letting me indulge in my favorite seasonal drink.
  • He is moving all around. Not just a kick here and there, but more like a constant dance party. I was am pretty uneducated about these things (see above), and I just assumed that once you felt the baby kick, you just felt him kick every now and then, maybe once a day. So...that's wrong. After seeing him on the ultrasound last week, moving all over the place, it makes sense that I'm constantly feeling him. He's got stuff to do in there, apparently.  
  • We really buckled down on picking a name this weekend. We took our list from about 100 potential first names to about 40 full names. Yes, that's a lot. But it's a big decision! It's been so fun talking about them with Christopher. Side note--you have no idea how many people you actually dislike until it's time to name your baby. 
  • Waking up today and realizing that if all goes according to what the doctor says, I am halfway to having a third member of my family. WHAT. There are no words. 
20 weeks down, 20(ish) more to go. WE ARE HALFWAY THERE, PEOPLE. THIS IS TERRIFYINGLY EXCITING. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

just write: there's magic, and it's coming.



the morning feels a little cooler,
the smell of pumpkin fills the air
stores fill with sweaters to grace your shoulders,
and hats to cover up your hair.

there’s magic, and it’s coming
you can feel it in the breeze.
as the days in august wind down,
and summer prepares to leave.

no, the leaves aren’t falling down yet,
there’s still an extra sunny hour in the day.
but there’s magic, just there, hovering
and you know: fall is on it’s way.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

I am Becoming my Mother: The 27-Fling Boogie.


When I was little, my mom read a book called Fly Lady, and it was the worst thing that ever happened to me.

I kid, I kid. I've read it as an adult and it's actually pretty good.

Anyway, it was a book about cleaning and organizing and decluttering. It had these little "exercises" to help you on your way to having a decluttered house, many of which haunted my childhood.

Especially the 27 fling boogie.

How can anything with such a silly name bother a child so much, you ask? Well, as a kid (and now, who am I kidding), I did not like to let go of things. I had a reason to keep everything: Someone I knew gave it to me, I liked the way it looked in my room, it didn't matter that it was broken--it was irreplaceable, no I didn't need a new one. Okay, maybe I did, but I needed to keep the old one, too. I had too much stuff, a lot of which was really just trash.

I present to you, the 27 fling boogie. 

  1. Get your supplies: A trash bag and a timer. 
  2. Set the timer for 15 minutes. 
  3. Go through your house and throw things away. Trash, things you don't want, things no longer needed, junk mail. Do not stop until you have thrown 27 things away. 
  4. When the time runs out, DO NOT LOOK IN THE TRASH BAG. Do not review your choices. Toss the bag in the trash and move on. 

When my mom would make me throw away a toy, I would instantly form a deep attachment to it. I kid you not, I would start imagining all of the fun I would never get to have with it, like a slow motion movie with sad music playing in the background, until I had worked myself into a state of devastation over the loss of a broken toy that had been living forgotten in my closet for six months.

No, YOU have a problem. 

This week, I've had the urge to really clean and organize every inch of my tiny apartment. Boredom? Early nesting? Who knows. But when it's been awhile since you've cleaned everything, and you want to clean everything, it can be really, really overwhelming to begin.

And do you know what comes in handy in those moments? My old archenemy, the 27 fling boogie.

You may think there's no way you have enough junk around your house to actually throw 27 things away more than once, but let me tell you this: It hides in plain sight. I just went to clean my desk, and do you know how many pieces of useless mail were stacked on it? Seventeen. SEVENTEEN pieces of trash. See? It's easier than you may think.

So here's to a day of getting organized and spending some time with my nemesis, the boogie, who actually is starting to become a really good friend.

I really am becoming my mother.

What's your favorite way to get organized fast? 

Thursday, August 20, 2015

19 Weeks: Things I Want to Remember.

Look how big the little guy is getting! 


  • I felt the baby move for the first time this week! It's the weirdest feeling and I don't know how to describe it, other than it most definitely did not feel "like a butterfly" which is what I kept hearing everyone describe it is. It's been surreal though, feeling someone move around in there. It's just a reminder that he's a real live person, and it's crazy. 
  • We had the 18 week ultrasound on Tuesday night. First of all, I had no idea how thorough this was going to be. It was an hour-long ultrasound. But we got to see our little guy move all around! I can't believe he's so big already, and that he's already fully formed--he has all his fingers and toes and everything else he needs. At this point, he's just growing! He was being shy and had his face buried all the way down away from us, so it took a little while to see his profile. I said he was just being cozy and didn't want to get up! He moved around so much. He was sucking on his hands, putting his feet in his mouth, moving his arms all around...it was so crazy to see. I know it's weird, but I feel like I know him so much better now!
Little Baby Jacobs, 

We got to see you this week--you are quite a mover! You seem to be full of energy, and already a little bit stubborn. You look super cozy in there, but I can't wait to meet you. For now, you can stay snuggled up and I'll just keep loving you from out here. I love you so much already, and seeing your tiny little face just made my heart so happy. xoxo

19 weeks down, 21(ish) to go. This is the last week where there will be more weeks to go than have already happened. WHAT IS LIFE. 

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Bucket Lists + Pumpkin Spice Giveaway.


I love the idea of bucket lists, but I've never actually made a comprehensive one of all the things I want to do and places I want to go. Why? Because I'm afraid I won't actually get to do everything on there. I know, I know. But I worry about getting to the end of my very good life and having a list of things I never got to do. Or I worry about my life ending abruptly and I leave behind this list of unfinished business. I know, it's a weird thing to have anxiety over.

We'll be leaving Orlando in not too long, and I thought about making a bucket list of things I want to do before leaving here. But then, of course, I wondered how I would feel if I didn't get to mark everything off the list--a very real possibility with the new addition on the way. Would I feel cheated? Would it mess up the way I look back on my time in Orlando? Would thinking of Orlando make me sad if I didn't get to drink one last beer at my favorite bar or grab one more taco from my favorite place?

This morning, I woke up thinking about how stupid that is. I have an idea of an end date for our time in Orlando, but for life? Not so much. Life could be over abruptly, at any moment. Is that any reason to not plan and experience and make bucket lists? Of course not. In fact, it's even more of a reason to live every day like a bucket list--soaking up all I can and experiencing every bit of it.

So here's to making bucket lists, and to following through with them, or not. Here's to living every day like a bucket list--to getting up earlier to drive a little farther to meet a friend for breakfast. To taking the long way home. To getting lost on your lunch break. To slowing down and enjoying the day for all it's worth. To making a normal Tuesday night into something to celebrate.

Cheers to life--however long it may be.

Now, make your Tuesday a little happier and enter to win $45 dollars in pumpkin spice latte bucks. (It's really just a Starbucks card, but let's be honest--if you spend it on anything other than PSLs, you're just wrong).