38 weeks

A moo moo for two reasons: one, in honor of cinco de mayo, and two because its just about the only comfortable thing I can fit into these days... so baby and I are still celebrating cinco de mayo a couple of days late over here.

I wasn't able to write very much last week...not for a lack of words, but because it was a hard week and I was afraid that if I did sit down to write, it would turn into nothing but me complaining and feeling sorry for myself, which is neither becoming nor entertaining. To summarize, I miss my husband and eating breakfast, lunch and dinner by myself gets to be pretty depressing sometimes. He had to work a lot on Sunday too...and you have no idea how I long for our Sundays together...so it was a pretty big bummer after a long week. But for the record, I am really proud of him and so, so thankful for every little moment we are able to be together. I'm also really thankful for the friends we have made here...I don't know what I would do without them.

Baby and I have started going on long early morning walks. Just as the city awakes, but before the stores open their doors. It proves both refreshing and therapeutic - even if I'm waddling the whole way - and I fall a little more in love with this new city of ours each time.

So...38 weeks...I am officially uncomfortable and ready to meet this baby girl. I literally cannot lift my left leg thanks to a shooting pain that I can't quite describe due to how low baby girl is now and when I stand up I feel like she literally might fall to the floor. AND hello, contractions. They are coming pretty regularly now, but only a few of them have actually hurt...so I'm not getting my hopes up because of them.

But. BUT. After last week's doctor appointment, baby girl's arrival is definitely in sight! And she is worth all the shooting pains and back aches.

Happy 38 weeks baby girl!
(and happy cinco de mayo a little late)

beauty and the eye of its beholder.

"Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was."
— Scott Westerfeld 

The girl in this picture has me wanting bangs again

and a touch of orange-red lipstick instead of the pink I've been fancying...

but then I remember my dad constantly asking me when my bangs 

would finally grow out every time he saw me this time last year

and how my mother informed me last week that 

she doesnt like red lipstick on people 

as I stood there with a freshly applied red pout. ha.

So, maybe I will stick to just wearing lipstick in the kitchen while I cook, 

and go in for a plain old trim at my hair appointment on Monday...

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So glad its the weekend. Ready to take some pictures and spend 

some much needed time with Mr. D and little Lucy.

photograph found on Sally Jane Vintage, by Saul Leiter

Snow Fed Up

Ok. I am officially starting to go crazy. Today we were REALLY snowed in. The district was in a complete blizzard whiteout. Even the snow plows and salt trucks had to get off the roads at one point. Work is closed again tomorrow...so I am in desperate need of some sort of art project

I rearranged some things in my bedroom which sort of sufficed for today...but tomorrow I am thinking I need to sneak out to Michaels to get some chalkboard paint, canvas and possibly cork board...maybe my boyfriend will be so kind as to dig my car out of the 10 inches more snow piled on top of the two feet of snow already surrounding it?! 

In the meantime, I am really looking forward to Modern Family tonight - thank goodness the cable hasn't gone out yet! 

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Photography by Leigh, 16, Ohio