Friday Fluff

Let’s take the alliteration one step further and go with five fluffy items on this fantastic Friday.

1. I think, maybe, I have my acid reflux under control for real. Then again, I’ve said that before… I really tried to go the natural route and force chugging apple cider vinegar to work. And it did. For one night. And then I tried again for four consecutive nights, and it never worked again. So after about a week of pretty much no sleep at all, I tried Zantac. And it’s working. For now.

2.  Two baby cribs. That’s a thing. A real thing in our real house. Baby registries are a WONDERFUL thing and I’m so looking forward to the shower my mom & girlfriends are planning, however, waiting to decorate the room to see what items are gifted is pure torture.


–2.5 Last week I set up a blanket (actually a robe) on the floor of the nursery while I attempted to put together an exersaucer we got as an early gift. As previously mentioned, things are difficult to pick up these days so I left the robe on the floor & look who I found soaking up the sun in his future siblings’ room a day or two later?


3. A stranger knocked on our door last night. Normally I wouldn’t answer but the door was open with the screen door locked & he spotted me so I was kind of stuck. Turns out he was selling Dairy Queen coupons “for charity” and obviously I went for it. Eight FREE small Blizzards? Come on, even if we don’t use the other thirty-six coupons, we got our $20 worth in Blizzards alone. I practiced some major willpower by waiting until tonight to make a Blizzard run. You know, just to make sure they were legit.

4. DID YOU WATCH SCANDAL?!?! **spoiler alert** HOW could they kill off Jake Ballard??? I think I would’ve cried if I’d known it was real. I thought for sure they would find a way for him to not be dead but Scott Foley confirmed it today. :( 

5. These letters are heartbreaking. To think that some children don’t even have pencils at home makes me want to cry. It’s so easy to take for granted the simple things in life!

Happy Weekending!!

not sweater weather

Even though it’s currently 73 degrees with gorgeous sunshine, I can’t get  that song out of my head. There’s nothing too cold about today. There are no goosebumps. At least not in the  “I got this chicken skin because I’m freezing sense”, yet as I sit outside sans sweater, that song repeats in my head. 


Fielder jumps off of my lap from time to time but stays true to his momma’s boy heart the majority of our spell outdoors. A whole yard to run in, tons of people and dogs walking by, but he’d rather stay close to mom. I love this boy.


In the brief moments he’s off sniffing the grass or deciding if he wants to bark at the passersby (he only puts thought into this when wearing his bark collar, of course), the babies are able to soak up some sun too. And I know they’re my babies because I feel (and see) them doing a happy dance. Okay, I witness their happy dances all the time these days but today I’m quite certain this sunshine and warmth is causing both of them, and my heart, to do a happy little jig.


Can you see hair on my legs? If so, just pretend you can’t, okay? 

The moral of the story here? Warm sunshine makes me happy. And getting a song stuck in your head is the worst. Even if it’s one you like.

Dear Sleep

How are you, old friend? I miss our quality time together. I appreciate that you’re always there for me the moment my head hits the pillow but gosh I wish you’d stick around all night like you used to. We used to be so tight. Nothing could keep us apart. 

So often now you leave me numerous times throughout the night, teasing me with a few minutes of your presence here and there. I guess it’s safe to say you’re not exactly chummy with acid reflux and side sleeping. Neither am I. But I really wish you’d stick around more often. If it’s my husband you’re worried about, don’t be. He’s not the jealous type. You seem to be treating the other members of this household just fine, so why single me out?


I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt here and assuming you’re being the good friend I know you to be, and preparing me for what’s to come in the next few months. I’ll be seeing less and less of you, and at some point we’ll probably even break up for a solid couple of days in a row. 

So whaddya say we spend some quality time together while we still can, huh? You know where I’ll be. Hope to see you there.

Much love,

Your former bestie, T 

a compilation of drafts

I just found four nearly finished draft posts in the archives here. You see, it’s not that I don’t want to post, it’s just that I start, get interrupted, and then start again with a new idea later. But today seemed like a good idea to finally get all those thoughts out there, and thus you have my favorite kind of post. One full of complete randomness, otherwise known as a look inside my brain. Cluttered, messy, disorganized, and 101% random.

From looking back at those old drafts it appears I wanted to tell you that sometimes old is better than new. Our dryer completely died on us last fall. It came with the house & was likely close to 15 years old, so it seemed logical to buy a new washer & dryer set rather than spend any time or money trying to fix the old dryer. Since the washer was perfectly fine, we moved that to the basement, figuring an extra washer wouldn’t be the worst thing. The new washer sucks. It is SO LOUD and nothing about having to wash clothes twice because they didn’t even get wet the first time around seems highly efficient to me. The worst part is that Fielder is absolutely terrified of the thing clunking around & rather than getting used to it, his fear intensified the longer we used it. After a few months of begging, pleading, & whining, I finally won the argument and the trusty “old” washer was brought up from the basement. We’re all much happier now. Our old washer & new dryer make an extraordinary pair!


I wanted to tell you that my baby sister got married a few weekends ago. She’s not really a baby or my actual sister but that didn’t stop me from feeling weepy & sentimental for the entire wedding weekend. It was gorgeous, it was fun, it was emotional at all the right times. It was truly everything a wedding should be!


Photo credit: SKC Photography

Have I ever mentioned that I’m the oldest of twelve cousins, the majority of which are girls? A couple couldn’t make it but it was so great to spend time with the rest of them! 


I wanted to tell you that even though I’m not drinking alcohol these days, I’m making fun, fancy mocktails so as not to get too bored with the usual water, sparkling water, half decaf iced coffee, & juice that I’m always drinking. Actually, I might still turn this into a post in & of itself but for now I’ll say that it’s been fun coming up with concoctions from time to time.


I wanted to tell you that while I had the best intentions of having a “fit” pregnancy, I’m not doing so hot in that category. Other than walks with the dog when weather permits & some squats whilst blow drying my hair, exercise is at a minimum. I get in a 20 minute circuit in our basement from time to time but nothing consistent. 


And this hadn’t made it to a draft yet but I also wanted to tell you that we’re rounding out week 24 of pregnancy & I’m still feeling pretty good overall. Acid reflux is my nemesis and I shall curse it’s name for the rest of my life, but all things considered, I’m feeling fine. –is that a song??- 

Usual, every day tasks are getting more & more difficult so I’m grateful that slip-on shoe season is here to stay (fingers crossed!) & accepting that I really have to watch my step because things are just going to stay on the floor sometimes. 


At our last ultrasound (23 weeks) the babies were measuring 1.8 & 1.9 pounds so by now we’ve got well over three pounds of baby in there. Just over the past few days they have really been making their presence known in the way of moving around so that not only do I feel it, but I can even see it from the outside. My coworker even caught a glimpse the other day!

We had rainy, stormy weather most of this week, which meant my furchild stayed as close as possible when things got the tiniest bit thundery. I took so many pictures of him snuggled up with his babies this week that if there were any doubt of my level infatuation with that fluff monster, that doubt would be all but diminished by scrolling through my camera roll. These three are going to be the best of friends!  


Friday fluff

I don’t know what the weather is like where you are, but here in Madison it’s sit outside & eat/drink/be merry on a patio weather. But it’s also ice fishing on Lake Monona weather soooo… #Wiscoforlife

This spring-like weather made it nearly impossible to stay at my desk until 4:59 but I was fortunate to get out for a quick loop around the Capitol to break up the afternoon. 

A few random, sunny day thoughts to share today.

-A statement in one of my books about twins claims that the high rate of twin/multiple births in Nigeria is due to their diet staple: yams. Since I don’t really fall into any of these other increased probability of twins categories, I’ve decided that our two babes MUST be a result of my obsession with sweet potatoes. Technically speaking, yams in African regions are very different than those that we call sweet potatoes, but the U.S. Dept. of Agriculture considers them the same so I’m going with it.

“No, twins don’t run in our family, I just really love sweet potatoes.”

Teen Witch is on Netflix. If you’ve never seen it, please watch it soon! It’s one of my all-time favorites. Hilariously, fantastically, cheesily 90s. I wanted to be Louise Miller for years. I just found this interview with Robyn Lively (aka THE Teen Witch, aka Blake Lively’s big sister) & it contains some of the best clips from the movie. TOP THAT!

-Speaking of Netflixish things, I was super productive last Saturday, which meant I was super desperate to do nothing last Sunday. I found Southern Charm OnDemand and obviously watched the entire first season. Oops? Mostly I blame Cameran for being so damn likeable but by the season finale I found myself even sort of loving the characters I initially hated. Bonus: Craig is pretty easy on the eyes.

-I’ve decided that I need to temporarily stop following Averie in an attempt to pass my upcoming gestational diabetes glucose test. I’m confident that at least one of these babies is going to favor Cookie Monster over any other Sesame Street character because I want to eat cookies all day, every day!!! And Averie has been absolutely killing me with her genius recipes lately. Chocolate Chip Cookie SkilletSamoas Cookie Pie!! Soft Batch Cream Cheese Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies!!! Make it stop!!!! But not really…

-If I could’ve had a real drink when I got home from work today, it totally would’ve been this Chambord Margarita. But since booze and babes don’t mix, we settled for an O’Douls with a little orange flavored sparkling water & a lime. Ahhhh…

Hope this Friday finds you smiling in the sunshine, wherever you may be!!

21 week update

Babies: Babies are supposedly the size of bananas this week. And since they were supposed to be the size of small cantaloupes last week, I’m guessing the banana size is in reference to their length. I’m more a fan of this baby size chart anyway but it doesn’t have a 21 week estimate.
How am I feeling? Overall, pretty good. I have my moments. Moments of exhaustion, moments of just not feeling like myself, and most recently, moments of wanting to cry about absolutely nothing. But in the grand scheme of things, I feel pretty great. I feel so lucky every single day, despite my constant fear, nervousness, and inability to believe that someday soon I will be a MOTHER TO TWINS. (!!!)
Happy or moody most of the time? I’d say happy for the most part, but like I said, I seem to have hit an emotional point in this journey over the weekend. I’m generally a very emotional person but up until this point it’s almost as if I’d been less emotional than normal. For instance, Justin’s grandmother passed away a few weeks ago. I’m normally a basket case at funerals but for some reason, I hardly shed a tear! This past weekend, however, I cried a few different times and once I started, I couldn’t stop. No apparent reason, and in my mind I knew the crying was totally irrational but I couldn’t do anything to stop it. The good news is the warm sunshine we experienced here today seems to have helped!

Total weight gain: 
No clue. I get on the scale every four weeks at the doctor’s office and they never say a word about my weight. If they say something, then I’ll start to be concerned, but the way I see it is this is the one time in my life that I’m supposed to gain weight. I’m not using the “eating for three” excuse all the time but I eat when I’m hungry and I eat what I want and try to incorporate vegetables whenever I can. Bottom line is that there is way too much other stuff to worry about. Other stuff that’s way more important than a number on a scale. I’m having twins. I’m bound to get pretty large. And I’m probably not going to love the way I look. But growing humans trumps being skinny any day.
Maternity clothes? Yes, please. I went through my closet and dresser drawers over the weekend and pulled out all of my non-maternity clothing that either already doesn’t fit or seems as though it won’t for much longer. Currently those clothes are piled on the bed in our spare room, but I suppose I’ll get around to doing something with them soon. Maybe.
I’ve purchased a few maternity pieces and have been loaned a few too. I’m mixing and matching pieces so as not to spend too much money on clothes that may not fit for long because it already seems like some maternity gear that fits me now may not fit towards the end of this pregnancy. Now that the weather is getting nicer I’m looking forward to wearing ALL  the maxi skirts ALL the time.
Sleep: Sleep has been okay, not great. I’ve always been a tummy sleeper, at least when falling asleep. And then at some point in the night, I usually flip over to my back. I normally sleep on my side from time to time too, but now that it’s recommended and suggested as the best for babies, I’m struggling with it. I usually have no problem falling asleep but I wake up with sore hips and want nothing more than to roll to my stomach. It’s been pretty customary for me to wake up between 2 and 3am the past few weeks. I’ve noticed that the babies tend to move around the most at this time but until today, it didn’t seem like they were actually waking me up. Today they had a big ol’ 21 week kickoff dance party, it would seem. Right around 4:30am. I kept trying to remind myself that I’ve been awake at that hour for far less exciting reasons.

Miss Anything? BEER!!

Cravings: Chips, cookies, pasta, potatoes, ice cream, candy, carbs/sugar in general.
Stretch marks? None so far, thank goodness. I am getting pretty veiny though. That’s weird. And I think I can already see my linea nigra darkening just a tad.
Belly button in or out? In. But it’s definitely becoming more flush with my belly and seeming like it’s only a matter of time before it’s more out than in.
Wedding ring on or off? On for now, but it’s getting harder to take off when I apply lotion. I’m definitely going to need to take it off for the duration sometime soon. I think that’s a good enough excuse to get a fun, temporary ring, right?
New Baby Items: I haven’t bought a thing. We’ve received a couple of handmade blankets, which I love, but I’ve resisted buying anything. It certainly helps to not know the sex. If I did know, I’d probably be buying totally unnecessary clothing items all the time!


**I’ve decided to go into even more depth on these next few items since they have changed so much over the months and the experience seems worth mentioning if it helps someone else determine that the experience they’re going through may not be so strange after all.

Symptoms: Early on, I was exhausted all the time. I was getting 9-10 hours of sleep, yet felt drained all the time. The exhaustion led way to feeling constantly hungover. Hungover without any of the fun drinking. I felt like I could throw up all day long, but never actually did. That might seem like a good thing to some people, but without throwing up, you never get that sense of relief you get from actually vomiting. Brushing my teeth was absolute torture. I gagged and ran to the toilet nearly every time. On the very first day of my second trimester, I threw up for the first time. I threw up a couple of other times that same week but it was never anything too terrible. Headaches have been pretty persistent throughout my entire pregnancy. Like, debilitating, don’t-want-to-open-my-eyes, I-can-feel-my-heartbeat-pounding-in-my-head style headaches. Tylenol didn’t do a thing. Per my doctor’s recommendation, I’ve incorporated a serving of caffeine into my daily diet and this is currently helping to keep the headaches at bay. Yes, caffeine. Follow your own doctor’s advice, but mine believes that one to two servings of caffeine each day is perfectly fine. 200mg of caffeine seems to be the general recommended maximum so my goal is to keep it at 100mg or less and that works for me. Acid reflux settled in a month or so ago and it’s been a real bi-atch. I attempted to resolve this issue with Tums, Rolaids, and other chalky goodness (remember this random mention of Tums?) but when that didn’t work I had to bring in the big dogs in the form of Pepcid (again, okayed by my doctor) and I’m finally getting some relief. Thaaaaank goodness. Acid reflux is absolutely no joke. It woke me up in the middle of the night. It made me afraid to eat anything and everything, even though eliminating the “trigger foods” didn’t make things any better at all. I’ve also been dealing with congestion, which seems like a weird pregnancy symptom but apparently it’s a thing. And since I have no known allergies, nor have I ever really felt like I have any other cold/flu symptoms, I guess I have to attribute it to the swelling of the mucous membranes in my nose due to the high amounts of estrogen coursing through my body. What?! Pregnancy is so weird! I think that brings us current with my symptoms and while it seems like that was a long list of symptoms, they’ve all been pretty tolerable. Everyone keeps telling me that pregnancy symptoms and sickness are supposed to be so much worse with multiples but for the most part everything I’ve experience seems pretty minor in relation to all of the crazy things that are happening in my body.

Food Aversions: I’m able to eat just about anything now but it was rough going for awhile. Even just the thought of a cooked vegetable made me want vomit. Chicken turned my stomach. At one point I had to dump out an entire tub of Sabra Roasted Pine Nut Hummus after spitting out the carrot I had dipped it in because I simply could not stomach it. I replaced the lid on the container, put it in the refrigerator but swore that I could still smell it. I had to dump the entire container down the drain, gagging the whole time. This week I was finally able to get back on the hummus train. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to handle the roasted pine nut again, which is a real shame because it used to be my favorite, but honestly just looking at the photo of it on the website makes me feel a little ishy. The smell of coffee was absolutely disgusting to me for awhile. Luckily my office mate drinks iced coffee, which doesn’t put off as much of a smell as hot coffee but I had to plug my nose whenever I walked past the Keurig at work. Lots of other foods grossed me out too but I can’t even recall most of them now.

Food Cravings: At first I craved everything I couldn’t have. RUNNY EGGS, lunch meat sandwiches, spicy tuna rolls, BEER. But I eventually got over that and moved on to wanting pretty much only white foods. Ramen noodles, potatoes in every form (fried, mashed, roasted, all preferably dipped in mayonnaise), cereal, lots of dairy. The desire for starchy, carby goodness hasn’t waned but I’m really excited about my ability and desire to eat vegetables again. I could probably eat cheesy potatoes with Brussels sprouts for dinner every night.


ohhhh, we’re halfway therrre!

Honestly, we’re very likely more than halfway through this pregnancy but since 20 weeks is the usual halfway point, I’m going with it. Just a few of the thoughts running through my mind this week…

At our last ultrasound, which was at 19 weeks + 2 days, the tech said the babies each weighed 11 ounces. I’m giving this some extra thought because A.)This is the first time they’ve measured the same size and it seems kind of strange to me for some reason, and B.) Last week my BabyBump 19 week update told me that babies at this point are generally 8.5 ounces. Now, I know that’s just an estimate and every baby is different, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little concerned about the fact that I’m carrying TWO babies who are a few ounces over the normal weight for their “age”.

As we get closer to meeting our babies, I can’t help but wonder what they’re going to look like. Of course I also wonder about their gender, but that will remain a mystery until they’re born. I’m fairly confident that, taking after both mom and dad, our babies will have fair skin and light eyes.

Speaking of gender, I’m sticking with my hunch that Baby A is a girl and Baby B is a boy. Baby A clearly loves the camera, while Baby B refused to cooperate no matter how much coaxing we did.


I’ve officially entered “can’t see my feet” territory. Sure, I can bend further and force myself to see them. But looking straight down? Nope. No feet.


Last but certainly not least (mostly because I almost forgot to write about it), pregnancy brain is REAL. My memory is nearly non-existent, and my brain, it tries. It really tries. Tonight I found the cinnamon right where I put it away this morning. 

In the refrigerator.