Friday, March 27, 2015

things we're doing to prep for baby geyen

If you've come here looking for a hospital bag packing list or must-have nursery items, you're in the wrong place. Not that those things don't matter, because they probably do, but they just don't matter that much to us. Case in point: Our "hospital bag" currently consists solely of snacks for the nurses and John.

No, our approach to baby-prepping is more like that of someone counting down days to incarceration. Because let's face it, a baby in tow is going to change justafew things about our lives.

Our approach to baby prep looks something like this:

More eating out in adult places. This is probably one of the biggest perks to being childless with a disposable income, and one of our favorite things to do. I would assume that this will be coming to a halt after Beans' arrival. Plus, our move to Small Town, MN means we don't exactly have a restaurant on every corner. Even though the word BUDGET looms over our heads, we know that these types of special outings will be few and far between, so we're enjoying them now.

Spending more intentional time together.  John and I have unique situation going: We work together and we're a one-car family. Ergo, we're pretty much within 30 feet of each other 24/7, which after over a year of marriage, is something we probably take for granted. When Beans comes, I'll be staying home while John will continue to go to work. It will be a big adjustment to not be with each other all the time, and I'm going to miss seeing his cute beard whenever I want. For the last few weeks, we've been enjoying doing things together, from spending time with friends to running errands that I'd normally skip (coughHomeDepotcough). I keep reminding myself- and John- that these are our last days as a twosome. 

 ^ the distance from John's office to mine ^

Not buying things. Have you heard? Babies Need All of The Things. Or do they? While I wouldn't consider us minimalists by any means, when it comes to Beans, we kind of are. Or at least I am. John wants everything and thinks we can give away whatever we don't use. No thanks. My general philosophy is that we as Americans have too much stuff in general, and babies probably don't need everything we say they do.We were lucky enough to get everything we actually need (diapers, wipes, some clothes, a car seat) at a baby shower a few weeks ago. We can pick up whatever we're lacking after the first couple weeks. Which I plan to spend at home, with limited venturing out.

Praying. Because we're human, and new at this whole parenting thing. And is it too hippie to say that I'm writing scripture-based birth affirmations?

And now a Beans update: At our appointment Wednesday, I was officially 37 weeks, 4 days pregnant. During a non-stress test, it was confirmed that I am indeed having regular contractions, though I can't really feel them. This kind of thing can go on for weeks so I'm not getting too excited, but I am happy my body is doing something to prepare. It's hard not knowing whether I could go into full-fledged labor tonight or in 3+ weeks. One thing I know for sure: Beans will come when he/she is ready.

Monday, March 23, 2015

feed me: chorizo and sweet potato hash

Per Kat's suggestion to "put it on your new blog"...

It all started with our wedding.

I needed a gluten-free, egg-free brunch option. A hash seemed like the most logical (and tasty!) option when cooking for a few hundred. After a few minutes on Google, I landed on this recipe from The Bitten Word and our caterer was kind enough to make it.

It was phenomenal, and has become one of my go-to recipes. It's incredibly easy, and it only requires one skillet. Fewer dishes, FTW!

As with all recipes I "follow", I take a few liberties with ingredients, namely leaving out things I don't have readily available, and adding in things that sound good. For example, when I made it for a brunch get-together this past weekend, I left out the onions and walnuts, and subbed dried parsley. And blame it on being in the final weeks of pregnancy but I added a few shakes of red pepper flakes, just to add some heat. Can't hurt, right?

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Tuesday, March 3, 2015

gender guesses

John and I agreed even before I got pregnant that we didn't want to know the sex of the baby until it was born. It's been so interesting to hear people's comments about this decision (You must not be a planner! is my personal favorite).

Still, it's been fun to guess, and to listen to other people's guesses about what we're having. The other day I had a gas station clerk adamantly tell me I was having a girl because of the way I'm carrying, and she informed me she is never wrong.

I think I'm having a boy, based only on the fact that three of my girlfriends and two cousins all gave birth to girls in the last six months. Statistically, I've got to be gestating a boy.

John thinks it's a girl.

Old Wives' Tales are a mixed bag: 

> Chinese Calendar: GIRL
> Salty cravings: BOY
> The morning sickness I suffered: GIRL
> I sleep on my left side: BOY
> I've been moodier than usual: GIRL
> I'm carrying high: GIRL
> My skin is dry: BOY
> The baby's heart-rate is above 140: GIRL
> Gender dreams: BOY

Can't wait for the little bean to get here!