What We Wore Wednesday – February 10th


Having the desire to not be a frumpy mom or having a carelessly dressed child, yet being limited to what I am able to spend on clothing and accessories is a challenge I embrace heartily!

Pictured above, I am sporting a shirt that was reduced clearance, clearance from Down East Basics and a skirt from Target that was once a maxi dress that I paid full price for and then found to be an awkward length on me, I still wished to keep it in some form so I chopped the top off and converted it to a maxi skirt. Ava is wearing a cute little hand-me-down dress that I was given before she was born.


I love hand-me-downs! I always have! Especially hand-me-downs from my Aunt, they have always been my favorite to receive as her clothes are gently used and never worn out. I am however rather picky with the hand-me-downs I keep. There are some things that should never be passed on, like pajamas, worn athletic wear, old jeans that have worn spots on the knees, your favorite graphic tee, etc. It’s best to just let those die instead of trying to pass them on to unsuspecting souls.


I don’t mind paying full price for something, but I really love the thrill of the hunt for a good deal that you just can’t pass up.

Like this dress that I scored from Nordstrom Rack for $26.00, originally $128.00 (photo cred goes to my husband)


Her name is Ava.

“We did a homebirth.

If you’re unfamiliar with that,

that means you take the

hundreds of years of medical knowledge

and you just throw that away…

and ya wing it!”

-Jim Gaffigan


 My mom was supposed to be flying in at the end of the week, but because of how I was feeling we decided on Monday afternoon that she should come sooner. I had had some pre-labor contractions a couple of times the week before and didn’t really think any thing of it at the time, but when I mentioned it to my mom in a phone conversation she was of the opinion that she needed to get here sooner, a good thing too…


Jeff and I went to pick her up from the airport Tuesday night; I was feeling perfectly normal.

The next day me and my mom hung out at the house, talking about birth stuff, food we could prepare before the baby came, essential oils I could try during labor, putting myrrh on the umbilical cord stump, etc. Around 10:45am I started feeling weak contractions on and off.


In the few weeks leading up to this day I felt like my body was saying “not much longer now,” today it seemed like it was saying “Just a little more…” I felt like this could be the end of life as we had known it up to that point and the beginning of the new and exciting albeit frightening new life we were about to meet with.

When Jeff came home for lunch I said to him, “I don’t think it’s going to be much longer now. She feels like she’s going to do something.”

The rest of the day past uneventfully, I made dinner, we all ate, it was tasty. Little did I know that it would be the last meal I would make for the next 11 days.


Wednesday evening Jeff and I were sitting on the couch watching Last man Standing and Bones (not at the same time), mom watched at least one episode of LMS with us before retiring to her room to blog or something. Jeff and I went to bed soon after to giggle under the sheets and not go to sleep when we should because we are adults and now we get to make the rules. Scary, huh?

At 9:00pm the contractions started to become more intense. So I started to keep track.

9:18. 9:23. 9:30. 9:35 and so on until it became too painful for me to just be laying there and I had to get up. It’s now 10:05pm and I am fairly certain it’s the real thing but I’m still not 100% sure. I go tell my mom what’s going on and she told me that if I felt like I should call my midwife then that’s what I should do.


So I went and called midwife Liz and I honestly don’t remember much from that conversation. The gist of it, call back when things get closer together. no! last longer! or was it shorter… I was in labor for Pete’s sake, I don’t remember! Who let me be the one to call anyways?? At this point my brain went “Well, this is where I get off!” and didn’t get back on for about 10 hours. Meanwhile my husband and mother are timing contractions, and at some point someone makes the decision to call Liz back and tell her what is going on. Jeff made the actual call, I do remember that!

A little while later Liz, Julia and Bailey show up and I feel bad for pulling them away from their families and a good nights rest. I don’t think I ever said that out loud but I did feel awful about it.


While they all got their stuff brought in and set out I just swayed to the rhythm of the contractions and held on to my sweet Jeff for dear life.

And that’s what we did for 10 hours. One of the ladies would every now and then check the baby, I would change positions/location, someone would get me water… I did my thing and they did theirs. My husband and my mom supported and encouraged me beautifully ( Mama Kathy, you would have been proud of your son!), and if I ever wasn’t sure about my ability to do something I would look to Liz and she would tell me I could.


 I pushed our daughter in to the world at 10:52am and oh how happy was I to have this gooey baby finally in my arms. She hardly made a noise, just laid against my chest and took in her new world.

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Today has been a relaxed day. I didn’t jump out of bed, instead, much like a turtle on its back I awkwardly rolled out. I remembered to feed the dog and myself and even managed to get dressed in good time. Gold star in my book.

I even washed my face!

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And put on a little makeup. Gotta look good for my man after a couple of weeks of not looking so hot…


To be honest, I’ve been feeling a little stressed out lately. I think it’s all starting to finally sink in. We weren’t able to have the “financial assistance” a baby shower brings. That may sound vain but seriously ladies, don’t ever take a baby shower for granted. I thought for sure I’d have one at some point and therefore didn’t plan for the opposite. Reality is we told people we were pregnant when I was 4 months along and then moved to another state where we only knew 2 people when I was 5 months along, I’m now almost 8 months pregnant and haven’t bought a stitch of clothing (Okay, I did buy a couple pair of baby socks) because right now money is tight. If you’re counting on the help in the form of gifts from friends, this is the stupidest plan to have. On the up side, I was blessed with the knowledge that my dad wants to buy the car seat. Yay! I have been given some onesies from my sister from when my nephew was born and my aunt got us some long sleeved onesies and a couple of swaddling blankets as well. We’ll get the stuff we need and I should just stop worrying about it and trust God to help us out where we need it.


Lots going on in the months to come. My Grandma and Aunt from Washington are coming to visit this weekend, Thanksgiving is the 26th and we might be staying in or heading out for it, I might get to see my brother in December, my Grandma, Aunt and mom are planing to visit in December while my mom is there for my Aunt’s birthday, then there’s Christmas where we wont be straying to far from home, then my  mom will come and stay with us until after our baby is born, then my dad and youngest brother will come get my mom and stay for a couple days before heading home. And then or course there is all the Midwife visits, birth classes, shopping trips and unscheduled outings in between! Not to mention room for life to happen :)


You Are My Vision

“You are my wisdom, You are my true word
I ever with You, and You with me, Lord
You’re my great Father, and I’m Your true son
You dwell inside me, together we’re one

You are my battle-shield, sword for the fight
You are my dignity, You’re my delight
You’re my soul’s shelter and You’re my high tower
Come, raise me heavenward, O Power of my power

High king of heaven, when victory’s won
May I reach heaven’s joy, O bright heaven’s Son
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, O ruler of all”

Your Hands

I have unanswered prayers
I have trouble I wish wasn’t there
And I have asked a thousand ways
That You would take my pain away

I am trying to understand
How to walk this weary land
Make straight the paths that crooked lie
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine

When You walked upon the earth
You healed the broken, lost and hurt
I know You hate to see me cry
One day You will set all things right

When my world is shaking, heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands

The Greatest Cinnamon Rolls Ev-ah!


I’ve made a few pans of cinnamon rolls in my time and most of them, like the ones that didn’t come out of a can, did not turn out. They either were way dense, refused to rise, or were prettier than they were tasty.

But not these!

Holy cow were they good!


The frosting was to die for!

And then the smell while they were baking, ah!

I managed to get 17 good sized rolls out of this recipe, and because there’s only 2 1/2 of us, I could save 12 of them for later breakfasts and snacks!

Give ’em a try! They’re way worth it!


The Bump that Came Our Way

9 Weeks(9Weeks)

A list of things Baby Thomsen does not like:

  • Hamburgers
  • Saltine crackers
  • Eggs
  • Ginger Ale
  • Getting up in the morning
  • Sitting in the car for long periods of time
  • Fish or the thought of lobster (I have never eaten lobster)
  • Anything breaded
  • If mom doesn’t eat soon enough
  • Stale air
  • Food in general (Week 6-16)
  • Coffee with cream and sugar
  • Leaning forward while sitting
  • Post-nasal drip
  • The air in the fridge when it escapes into the rest of the house

12 Weeks(12Weeks)

A list of things Baby Thomsen does like:

  • Kicking
  • Lattes
  • Ice cream
  • Kicking at daddy’s hand
  • Strawberries
  • Water
  • Reminding mommy to sit up straight… by kicking
  • Hot cocoa
  • Showers
  • Making it difficult for the midwife to time the heartbeat by wiggling around and kicking at the Doppler
  • Iced tea
  • Gelato
  • Showing appreciation for sustenance by kicking
  • Orange juice
  • Raspberries
  • Kicking at the laptop
  • Apples
  • Cream cheese and beagles
  • Kicking while mommy tries to bend over to retrieve something
  • Biscuits and gravy with hashbrowns
  • Daddy
  • Freaking daddy out by making mommy’s bellybutton convex instead of concave

17 Weeks(17Weeks)