Today Moxie got mail. Unicorn mail. Our super friends took time out if their busy lives to send Mox a magical package. She immediately saw it in the mail basket and recognized that it was hers. (Well to be honest she thinks most things are hers.)
Tag: Friends
Moxie has slowly been making the rounds meeting our friends and scaring away our enemies. Turns out having a baby is a great way to blackmail people into meeting up. We have pulled this trick on several friends including Kelly, Mo, Mark, and Lauren.
This is the fourth time Mo and Mo have hung out together. Each time they get another matching tattoo. |
Kelly and Moxie decide wether or not life is more fun topless. |
Moxie crop-dusts her fav cross military couple: Mark and Lauren. |
Pulled pork secret ingredient |
For the last few days Moxie has gotten to hang out with Kiki. She has been helping all of us stay sane and really well fed (ask her about her pulled pork recipe). We are sad she is leaving tomorrow. Next time hopefully Glenn and Kai can join us too!
Unfortunately, Jess let go of the stoller to take the picture. We still can’t get the Pili fur out of the Britax wheels. |
Food photography is easy. |
Jess mugging for the camera, just seconds before consuming 5 oz. of purple plastic, resulting in two cycles of pump-n-dump. |
We came home with Moxie yesterday (dressed in the same outfit my mother sewed and dressed me in when I came home back in 1980) overwhelmed and exhausted. We were considering driving back to the hospital to demand they readmit us until we walked in the door and found our dogs happy and healthy (thanks Karen and Ruby) and our fridge, freezer, and counter full of delicious ready to eat meals (thanks Josh, Tracy, Jacque and Karen). We have been eating like royalty even though our days and nights are completely consumed with figuring out and caring for Moxie. We have also had lots of calls, emails, letters and texts from people wishing us well and checking in.
We are surrounded by the love, support and humor of our friends. Thanks to Moxie’s caffeine laced 2 am feeding we are finally able to say a small, insufficient thanks to the bad asses who take the time to show us love.
“Hospital, I do not regret out parting, but I will not soon forget nor regret our brief liaison.” |
If you could buy poop on Etsy |
Throughout labor I relied on the wonderful beads friends and families gave me at my two super fab baby showers (in Colorado by Court, Steve, Kiki, and Glenn and in DC by Karen, Mom, and Hannah). Just before a contraction I would choose a bead and tell myself all about the bead, the reason it was given, and the person who gave it. We even took the beads with us into the c-section.
Before we left for the hospital I strung all the beads on a string with little black beads between. Our midwife, doula, delivery nurse and, later, anesthesiologist all commented on how cool looking my beads were and what a great show of support from people in our lives.
Photo Credit: The Ever Running Nurse |
Hi Friends and Family!
Jess would later give birth to a 4 of diamonds. Was that the card you were thinking of? |
As we await (not so patiently) the arrival of our daughter we thought we would get our blog up and running. We want to share our adventures with you but weren’t sure the right medium to do so. We considered phone trees, beginning with our moms and letting the information branch out from there, hand written letters using carbon paper, email updates, and an MTV reality show. After serious review we figured out this blog would be our choice. Anyway, please check in with us every once in a while and see how things are developing in our neck of the woods.
In the news: Little Missy Colorado’s due date *was* August 23rd. However, here, today August 28th she still remains snuggled comfortably in my gut. Our new working theory is that she is actually an elephant and will need 22 months to gestate instead of the measly nine human babies need. Actually, our midwife practice will induce labor at 42 weeks so worst case is this child will be born around September 6th.
We are all set for LMC’s arrival. We have our hospital bag packed (mostly) and the various numbers programed into our phones. We will let you know as soon as something happens.
Well, welcome to the blog! We hope it won’t be too terribly boring.
Jess and Strider