Mom's Night In

I have been daydreaming about a quiet night to myself lately. Rob's finals are coming up and with the holidays and the kiddos, a spa weekend with my ladies is soooo far from reality but a little Mom's Night In would be totally manageable... if I could just stay awake past Otto's bedtime. I'd love to plug in the Christmas tree and curl up on the sofa with some Thai takeout, a Vogue, and Love Actually playing in the background, with a bottomless cup of coffee (spiked with Bailey's of course) and Hershey's candy cane kisses on the coffee table. Like a little retreat right in my own front room.

Not sponsored or anything. This collage is just through Polyvore but if you are interested in any of these items (or want to buy me that tank top for Christmas) here are the links...

french connection sweatshirt / logo shirt / Jack Wills legging / Minnetonka house slippers / Toast organic throw / Red throw pillow / Vietri drinkware

Two Years Ago Today... The Eve Of The Best Two Years of My Life

On the eve of the best day of my life I woke up just a little bit in labor. I was so excited, holy shit this was happening --> a New Years Eve baby! And my beloved (adored, idolized) sister-in-law also has a New Years Eve birthday. Too magical; it was meant to be (well that 's what I thought at 7am).

I cleaned the house in a fugue state, dying with anticipation... and around 11am we started timing the contractions...

It's funny how much I don't remember. Most of this time is all a blur. But I do remember one thing quite clearly: back labor. That was the 3-4 hours during which my 9lb 12oz baby's spine was grinding the bejoohas (whatever) out of my spine and making me want to tear my spine out of my body and bash it repeatedly into the wall. I had read somewhere that if you focus all your energy on a tiny object you can ride out painful contractions more peacefully. Since our Christmas tree was still up, I decided to focus on a single ornament each time. Back labor looked like this -->

I wasn't cool. But eventually, after a lonnnnng time, Otto must have decided he didn't want to be born unto a she-demon, so he turned, and the back labor turned into just plain labor. It was a long labor. And without getting too into it I'll just say that I'm small-statured and Otto weighed 9 lbs 12 oz, had a huge head, and was born with both hands out Superman style so I had to birth his fat shoulders at the same time. I didn't take pain meds and labor hurt. A lot. He crowned around 11:00 pm on 12/31; we were assured we'd have a baby before midnight. Nope.

But at 12:23 am on January 1, 2009 the light of my life was born. I'd love to share with you some highlights from the best 2 years of my life...

Welcome to the world.

I'm pretty sure Bieber sings "when you smile, I smile" to this picture.

The dreaded tummy time. He rocked it.

First hotel room.

OMG I want to go back in time and nom his cheeks!

Bahahaha!

This time last year.

Lookin like Shiloh Pitt. Due for that first haircut.

First trip to the beach. San Diego this past summer.

 Now who's this big boy?
Picure by wondertimephoto.com

Thanks for taking this trip down memory lane with me. I'm bawling. I've been looking up pictures for two hours writing this. Haha. So bittersweet. Love love love my little baby and the sweet little boy he's becoming. I just wish I could hug him and hold onto him forever.

xo and Happy New Year!
-Lindsey