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Tonight I’m packing up the car and heading to New York for my baby shower! I am beyond exciting to spend the afternoon with important women in my life, and it will be fun to see my family get their hands on the belly.
Now I have a quick technical question for you tech savvy people out there — we received a camcorder for Christmas and I’m excited to use it for baby, but I don’t like the movie maker program that comes with it. The files download to my computer as MP4 files, which I have no experience with.
I don’t mind using Windows Movie Maker, but it’s not compatible with MP4 files. Does anyone have any suggestions? I have an HP laptop with the Vista operating system, so I either need a movie editing program that is compatible with MP4 files, or a converter that will easily change them to a file that Windows Movie Maker can use.
Can anyone help?
Up until recently, I always thought mom jewelry — necklaces and such representing your motherhood — was kind of cheesy. At least the ones I saw. I liked the idea of commemorating becoming a mother with a piece of jewelry, but I never saw one that I thought was really me.
Then I was hanging out with a friend who is a new mommy, and noticed a delicate little necklace she was wearing. It was a small circle with a pair of footprints on it, surround by itty bitty writing that read “our family just grew by two feet”. The back, against her skin, was a photo of her with her husband and son.
It was so cute. So sweet. And unless you were holding it in your hands, you wouldn’t know it had anything to do with being a mother.
This changed my whole view on the mom jewelry thing. Last night I found myself browsing through Etsy and was pleasantly surprised by what was out there. I thought I’d share some of my favorites since Mother’s Day is right around the corner. Maybe a mom in your life would like one of these!
This is by far my favorite one I’ve stumbled upon. The largest ring represents the mother, and each additional ring represents one of her children. It can be customized to include as many rings as you have children (or, I guess one could be your significant other, too, which is probably what I’d do because I like the look of three rings.) and you can pick your chain length. At $32.50, I think the price is just right, too.
The big and small bird represent mother and baby, and the back can be personalized with baby’s name. So cute! $58.00.
Another one of my favorites! Choose your initial, and have them strung on a beautiful sterling silver branch to create your own “family tree”. For $39.00 the necklace comes with one initial leaf, but you can add more for an additional cost.
This is of course just a sampling of the many mom pieces listed on Etsy alone. Happy shopping!
- I’ve never liked bumper stickers, and I especially dislike the “Honk if you (insert something you might agree with here)” ones. I mean, does anyone actually honk at these stickers? Probably not. Is there one that says “Honk if you hate bumper stickers that tell you to honk?”. I might honk at that one.
The reason I ask is because I’ve seen people taking this “Honk if” thing to a new level. There’s a busy intersection in the middle of my town with some grassy areas near each cross walk. Sometimes people congregate there with signs, asking people to honk.
I’ve seen “Honk if you love Jesus”. I’ve seen “Honk for Peace.”
And yesterday, I saw “Honk if you hate Cancer.”
There was group of women standing in the rain, waving their signs and cheering whenever someone beeped.
Now look, I DO hate cancer. I hate it so much that if I could make it go away forever by running naked down the street waving ribbons behind me, I TOTALLY WOULD. In a heartbeat. But I just can’t understand the point of these “Honk if” signs. It’s not bringing awareness, raising money, helping to educate or find a cure. It’s just…honking. Maybe I’m just being a scrooge, but I just want to know why!
- I’ve had weird and vivid dreams this whole pregnancy, but with the third trimester hormone shift, they’ve gotten even weirder. Last night I dreamt that little boy was moving around in there, and suddenly stuck his arm up, up, up…making a tent-like effect out of my stomach and at the very top was his fist, which I could grab. It was…um…kind of freaky.
And the other night I dreamt that my good friend Elle (hi, Elle!) bought me a bucket of KFC for my bridal shower. I mean, she classed it up by tying a bow around it, but it was still a bucket of chicken. In the dream I was surprised and had to do that fake “I love it!” thing as to not hurt her feelings. Yes.
- Does anyone else think that maybe TLC is exploiting little people a bit too much now? There’s Little People, Big World, The Little Couple, one about a little couple raising a full-size baby, and most recently, The Little Chocolatiers.
The Little Chocolatiers???? REALLY?
Taken at 29 weeks:
I wish people would stop telling me I look small (well, except for the girl at Starbucks who upon handing me my chai exclaimed that “holy moly you’ve gotten SO BIG!”), because the 25 pounds of baby and baby-related stuff I’m carrying around (did you know you gain about four pounds of just blood? Your blood volume doubles!) certainly makes me feel like a Mack truck. Especially when I try and hurl myself out of bed.
Also, recent activity points to gestation of feral cat, not baby. A feral cat who has been trapped in a bag and is fighting his way to get out at all costs.
Or, you know, future World Cup soccer star. In which case, keep pummeling my insides, baby boy. Mama would love a closet full of Louboutins.
Week 29 was tough. I was suddenly uncomfortable in ways I hadn’t felt before. Sore under my ribs. Sore under my belly. Not sleeping, despite the four pillows propped strategically around me, getting heartburn and shortness of breath, and experiencing a few spells of lightheaded-ness.
I was grumpy. And oh yeah, constipated. I try to be honest here about pregnancy, so I’m giving it to you straight. Do not kid yourself thinking you won’t experience constipation. You WILL. The first two trimesters weren’t bad, but all of the sudden my body was all, “What? You’d like a bowel movement? Nah, not today. And not tomorrow either, for that matter. And on the third day, I’ll be nice and give you a little something, but it won’t be satisfying. Enjoy!”
I did everything you’re supposed to do. Drink lots of fluids. Up your fiber intake. Walk.
And the longer this went on, the more uncomfortable I became all over, until I started questioning how I was going to get through another 10 weeks feeling that way.
And then we went out to breakfast and all of the sudden I knew. The day had come. Ladies, listen carefully. When you’ve been constipated for three days and you suddenly know it’s coming to an end, it does not matter where you are. Forget your hang ups about going number two in public and run (waddle) to the nearest bathroom, regardless of your location.
I did. And I felt great. Until I got home.
Michael was in the bathroom (we only have one in this house) and I don’t know if it was psychological or what, but suddenly, I had. to. go. NOW. He’s a good man and managed to finish up pretty quickly in response of my desperate pleas to GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, and I went again. Like, really went.
Afterwards he asked me how I felt and my response was a joyful one. “Empty. I feel empty.” FINALLY.
And there’s your TMI for the week.
After not the best week in this pregnancy, I was really looking forward to going for our 3D ultrasound today. The hospital offers a complimentary one, so we took them up on it and I’m really glad we did.
He had the hiccups (which I could feel before the tech pointed them out), and kept opening and closing his mouth and sticking out his tongue. It’s a little distorted because of all the other stuff that’s in there, plus he was moving, but you can get the general idea.
Guys, I’m totally in love.
He has chubby cheeks, just like his Daddy did as a baby. There will be lots of munching on those cheeks.
30 down, 10 to go!
Today you can find me guest posting over at That Wife.
Jenna and I met through this crazy blogging world while we were both planning our weddings, and have followed each other’s life journeys since. I’m honored to be posting on her site today, and deliriously happy for the recent arrival of her new baby boy!
My post is on Internet friendships. Head on over and let me know what you think!
And the winner is…
“I love the shower card that she created for you! So cute.
My favorite card from her shop is the Grow Old Along with Me…Love/Friendship card. Our wedding anniversary is coming up in May.
I’m glad you shared this Etsy shop with us. Even if I don’t win, I’ll be visiting her shop more often.”
Congratulations, Ashley. I’ll be emailing you for your address info.
If you didn’t win, you still have a change for some great cards! Anyone who entered the giveaway can purchase their selected card at 25% off! (Single cards only — not applicable for sets.) This is on a first come, first serve basis, since some people liked the same card.
And don’t forget, anyone can purchase from Designs by Becca and receive a discount. Simply mention These Little Moments in your order to receive 10% off through the end of April!
Question: What do you guys eat for lunch?
I pride myself on being a savvy shopper. I get a weird sense of excitement when I can make three dinners for $15 or something like that. And they’re good! (If I do say so myself.) I like to get creative in the kitchen and while we do have some standbys on rotation, I like to throw new things into the mix.
But I’m struggling with lunch. Lunch has become a budget buster.
The problem I’m facing is that since becoming pregnant, there are some primary lunch things I’m no longer eating. Like cold cuts. On occasion I will buy them for sandwiches for Michael, but that still leaves me without lunch. Because of this, we’ve eaten a lot of chicken salad. And grilled cheese. And the occasional tuna sandwich. (Yes, you can have it now and then when pregnant.)
I’m sure you can imagine that a three-meal rotation for lunch got pretty old pretty fast, which leads to spending money getting lunch out at places that have more of a selection. Mostly for Michael, actually, because I still tend to get a chicken salad sandwich or a soup.
I need help! What do you eat for lunch? Or if you’re eating the things I’ve already talked about, what should I eat for lunch?
Don’t forget today is the last day to enter the Designs by Becca Giveaway. Comments close at 5 p.m. EST and the winner will be announced Monday.
At my last job, one of my coworkers-turned-friend started a side business making handmade greeting cards and invitations. She is the ultimate crafter, has a great eye for detail and to top it off, she is super sweet.
Rebecca opened an Etsy shop called Designs by Becca and I love, love, love it. Some of my favorites include her I Love My Mommy card:
And her Beach Towel and Flip Flops:
And she has so much more!
She also does custom work, and I am honored that she made the invitations for my Rhode Island shower. (Personal information has been removed and I cut off the bottom half of the invite, but you can still get a good idea of how cute they are!)
Now here’s the fun part. You get an opportunity to win one of her handmade creations! Here’s how to enter:
1. Visit her Etsy store Designs by Becca and look around. Pick your favorite card from the store.
2. Come back to this post and leave a comment telling me which of her creations is your favorite and why. Make sure you use a valid email address in the comment form so I can contact you if you win.
3. Comments will close at 5 p.m. EST on Friday, April 16th. The winner will be chosen at random and announced on the following Monday.
The winner will receive the card they said was their favorite, so be sure to check out her whole selection! And if you like what you see, send a little business her way. You won’t be disappointed. She’s also on Twitter @designsbybecca so feel free to follow her and/or tweet about the giveaway.
Update! Rebecca will also be offering 10% all purchases at Designs by Becca. Just mention this post when you order!
In college, my friend Michelle and I used to sit on a big blue recliner couch in our beach house and snack. We used to joke that one day when we were pregnant, it would be really handy to use our bellies as a table to balance those snacks on.
Well, what do you know? It works out pretty well.
For the record, that’s a bowl of frozen mango chunks. I’ve had very few real pregnancy cravings that had me or Michael heading to the store (pineapple early on, a roast beef sandwich, and a milkshake), but Sunday night, while lying on the couch, I suddenly NEEDED frozen mango. Like, immediately. Right now.
So off I went. In my pajamas. To the grocery store.
And came home with $13 worth of fruit. Lots of frozen mango. Grapes. Strawberries. And orange juice, which is technically a fruit product.
I guess it could be worse. I could have come home with $13 worth of something else. Like tacos.
(No, I’m lying. Tacos would give me horrible heartburn. Not that would be any different than the horrible heartburn I’m getting from WATER.)