Tuesday, September 16, 2014

instagram-a-rama & other phone pictures.

a few photos from my instagram lately &, to provide something for those who follow me on instagram & have seen that stuff already, a few rogue photos from my phone picture archives as well.

ben & maggie, our friends' baby. she was only a few days old when i snapped this picture! #futurefatherofamerica:


ben's non-school reading these days consists mostly of any child & baby books we can find (although he is also working his way through this book, which came highly recommended from yours truly after i used it as a major text in a chapter of my thesis). that ina may! so sassy. so smart. ben learned lots about childbirth - probably even more than he wanted to know, what with the incredibly detailed photos ina provides & all - from her book:


the mindy project is starting back up TONIGHT! i screenshat ("screenshat," of course, being the past tense of "screenshot" :) this from mindy kaling's instagram because i loved the gathering of all her current & ex-boyfriends in the elevator. cue the theme song!


"michael jackson and bubbles," a sculpture i saw at the jeff koons retrospective that's currently happening at the whitney museum (which, by the by, is a great exhibit. i went with a few friends [whom you'll see in just a second] & i would love to go back & bring benny boy this time. it lasts through october so there's time!)


said friends at the whitney museum, getting all self-reflective with one of his many balloon sculptures:


i have lots of pregnant friends right now. from left to right, we're due in october, the beginning of december, also the beginning of december, & me, bringing up the rear, in january:


i met up with ben one day after work, & he immediately held my bag (because he's a gentleman like that?). we then stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things. & upon walking into our building, our doorman handed us two packages that had arrived. it was around this time that i noticed sweet benjamin was carrying ALL OF THE THINGS. whoooooopsy daisy:


cute babies at church, i repeat, CUTE BABIES AT CHURCH:


we bought this stroller the other day (& it now takes up approximately 3/4 of the already small space known as our front room. i'm mostly kidding) because we'll be parents soon & whatnot. i found it on craigslist, & it's in excellent condition. we're pretty happy with it (aka HOLY SCHNIKE SHIZ IS GETTING REAL AROUND HERE FOLKS).


a pretty view from our walk in central park the other night with cousins of mine who stayed with us:


& i'll end this post with a photo of some of our favorite new york people:


Saturday, September 13, 2014

Thursday, September 11, 2014

odds & ends from around the internet.


1. image found via my pinterest page.

2. classic movies changed not to be sexist. for the sound of music, "the original mrs. von trapp had access to birth control & chose to stop having children after liesl."

3. a photographer imagines what her life would have been like through portraits with completely different kinds of men & families...i loved this. as one commenter put it, "the project [raises] questions of whether heterosexual women's lives are simply a reflection of their male spouse."

4. 18 apps to jumpstart your creativity. #5 seems really awesome. 


4.5. this print ^^^

5. if you care about this sort of thing, then a few collections from new york fashion week i'm planning on spending a minute or two looking through (all the while knowing i won't be able to afford any of it) are michael kors, delpozo, oscar de la renta, & the row. because clothes can be really pretttyyyyy.

6. the further along this pregnancy train i am, the harder it gets to run, & the more varied my exercises will be. yoga, elliptical machines, stationery bikes...that sort of thing. i just bought these to help me feel okay about that whole transition.

7. i read this article in the nyt this morning about lena dunham, & found it exceptionally interesting. everyone has their opinion about ms. dunham, but it was just a really well-written & interesting article. 

8. speaking of reading, i'm in the middle of this.

good night!

Sunday, September 7, 2014

22 week "adjustments."


the red dress in these pictures was dress #2 of the day - the first one i tried on officially Doesn't Zip Up Anymore. upon realizing this hard, cold fact, i had a small breakdown which made us a tad bit late for church. :)


during said breakdown, my face looked a little something like this, if not worse: 


my belly has exploded, it seems, just in the past two weeks - even one week ago, i don't believe it was quite this size. & let's see, how do i articulate this next part? let me try: it's still pretty wild & new to me that my body has started to look like this. almost like the person in these pictures is a total stranger, & yet the pregnant silhouette is all-too-familiar because it's one we all see, every day, on women. it's exciting, & scary, & weird that my body has started doing all this crazy stuff & i basically have to sit back & watch...& eat :)


(my dress is asos, shoes are nine west, purse is kate spade)


something ben does these days whenever we take pictures is rapidly snap pictures as i'm walking back over to him over. this one captures one of the last moments before i finally got my hands on the camera & said, "OKAY, bill cunningham, that's enough photos for one day." haha.

Monday, September 1, 2014

one more [solitary] spin around the sun.


yesterday i turned 27. it's a day i've been dreading for a while now - a few months, actually, to be exact - because i knew ben would be gone-zo, outta town, off in the great white north, making science happen by shooting lasers out of his fingertips emperor palpatine style (but in a nice way, like, he'd be shooting helpful lasers out of his fingertips, ones that would benefit humankind, & not the kind of lasers that could potentially kill someone like luke skywalker or darth vader, who is ***SPOILER ALERT*** luke's father). 


here's something about me: when ben's out of town longer than six days (i have the timing down to a science) i get a little...crazy. right up until the six day mark, i'm all, "this is great! i'm gonna go eat a spoonful of nutella or five! i'm going to buy a new pair of shoes or five! i'll watch 'bachelor in paradise' without worrying that they'll say something dumb enough to make ben roll his eyes with enough power to cause a seismic disturbance [it never works, they always say dumb stuff on that show]!" yes, i definitely miss him in that time, but there's a novelty to having an entire apartment to oneself, you know? after six days, though, things get dark. things get depressive. things get ugly. things want to state loudly, leaving no question as to who is in charge, "COME. HOME. NOW" (& of course, when i say "things," i actually mean, "i" :). *& i need to stop here & say this in no way compares to people who have spouses who leave for months at a time for work, military service, or other things like that. i recognize that.*


so how is it that i, the girl (can you still call a 27-yo a "girl," or is she a "lady," or...?) who considers herself pretty independent & confident, melts into a puddle after being separated from a person for only a handful of days? hours, really? (& not just any person...a man, no less! :) [or, at 27, is ben a "guy," or...?]). it boggles the mind. when i think about it like that, i want to shake my fists at the heavens & sing to ben, "CURSE you! you little prying pan-DO-raaa! you little DEMON!


anyway, where was i? ah yes. slightly dreading my birthday. i have some amazing friends that really pulled through. a baby shower lunch (not for your 7th favorite blogger) with a small group of good friends in the early afternoon. massages, a movie, dinner, & serious chat time with one of the best girls in the city. funny, sweet, & delightful phone calls, texts, emails, & facebook messages from dear friends & family, people i haven't spoken to in ten years, & the entire spectrum in between. i'm always pleasantly surprised when people take the time to leave a little note of some kind for me on my birthday. treats from ben have been popping up in the mail all week: flower deliveries, a snoogle (MY LIFE HAS BEEN DRASTICALLY ALTERED FOR THE BETTER), books, & lo, ben in the flesh will pop up in the mail (or, more likely, by taxi) approximately 23 hours from now. he'll be coming home late, so maybe i'll sit up in bed when he comes in, before he even turns on any lights or whatever, & be all, "CURSE YOU! you litle lying de-LI-lah! you little VIPAH!" if all goes according to plan, it'll scare him half to death, thus forcing him to reconsider ever leaving me for longer than six days ever again. i'll let you know how it plays out.


so! 27 years old. a good day.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

20 weeks.


as of last sunday, i'm 20 weeks along. 20 weeks! according to my calculations, that's halfway, right??! :) i cannot believe how quickly the time has gone - i remember our first doctor's appointment, when i was about 6 weeks along, like it was yesterday. 

overall, this pregnancy has been pretty mild. don't get me wrong, i've had my...days. for example: i had a lot of, er, sickness happen in europe [have you ever thrown up on an airplane? the worst part about it isn't necessary how this really gross thing is happening in such an enclosed space. it's the intimacy of it all. i've realized that i rarely feel as vulnerable in life as i do when i'm ralphing {the best word for "throw up" ever}, & to have complete strangers be exposed to me when i'm at my most vulnerable was hard]. 

driving around the highlands easily counts as the worst day of my pregnancy so far, i actually asked ben, "can you die from throwing up too much?!" (i get pretty motion sick normally, but the pregnancy has made it 10, no, 20 times worse). i've been quite tired much of the time (the sleepiness came on strong in the first semester & has managed to linger, albeit to a slightly lesser extent, here in the second), but i feel that i've escaped most of those pregnancy joys, such as morning sickness or whatever you hear about, for the most part. & for that i feel very lucky (or should i say "#blessed"? :).


i've been trying hard to keep up a good exercise schedule, which has helped me feel really great during this whole crazy change my body is going through. exercising was hard, very hard, during those first few weeks when ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS SLEEP. in the last two months or so, though, i'm feeling more back to my pre-pregnancy running self. i'm participating in a ragnar relay with friends in a few weeks (doc gave the green light, we're all good!), which has been the perfect way to get me up & out to train. i love running in central park as the sun goes down - it's good for my soul. 

for the longest time i was playing mind games with myself, thinking, "was that the baby moving?! or just weird stomach gurgles!? was that a kick? or gas???" but in just the last week - this is hot off the press - i have felt the baby move in ways that are unmistakable. as in, there's no way that was just a weird stomach gurgle, right then. that was without a doubt THE CHILD GROWING IN ME. it's crazy, & surreal, & incredibly exciting.

anyway, just a quick update from me, the 20-week tornado. good night!

Thursday, August 21, 2014

vancouver: the rest of our trip.


i was really excited to spend a few extra days in vancouver with ben after my parents drove home. i really fell in love with this place after spending a week there last summer. it's always so perfect. we had mild weather, beautiful forest trails to run in, delicious places to eat at.......& lots of shakespeare to watch, dang it!


last year we saw hamlet at vancouver's annual shakespeare festival, called "bard on the beach," & this year we saw a midsummer night's dream. it was funky & whimsical & we loved it. puck sported a bleach-blonde mohawk, black eyeliner, & a tutu, snippets of modern songs such as "fancy" & "blurred lines" popped up at various times throughout the play, the steampunk-outfitted fairies randomly broke into barbershop quartet-esque song, &, being a shakespeare comedy, it was not without its bawdy humor about various private parts. "bard on the beach" has become one of my favorite parts about visiting vancouver, & as you can see from the photo ben took below, the whole setup really is right there on the beach.


we tried out aphrodite's cafe, which was another perfect choice (good pick, ben!). even though the cafe is on a busy street, it totally had that feel of being, i don't know, a quiet b&b somewhere far from the busy part of town. they really nailed it.


we split the southwest quesadilla, carrot-apple juice, & a slice of ham, cheese & mushroom quiche. each item seemed more delicious than the last, but that quesadilla might have won it all:



after lunch at aphrodite's, we checked out a bookstore across the street that had been in my direct line of sight the entire meal...like it was beckoning to me. it was called "banyan books & music," & reminded me completely & unequivocally of another unique & special bookstore (gosh we love that show). it was great. while there, i found a book called womanity's cosmic blueprint, & although we didn't buy it at the time, we're all in luck! it can be found HERE.


so, i....thought i had more photos than this, because ben & i did lots of other fun things while i was in town, but i see i managed to successfully not document any of them. therefore, goodbye for now!

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