Finn at Five Months

We’ve got a 5 month old! I’m racking my brain, wondering where the time has gone! My body is slowly getting back to it’s old self, my hormones are calming down a bit :), and we have a happy little baby who lights up our days!

Parenting

Being a new parent is hard. It’s funny how I look at other parents who are probably my age, or maybe even younger, and I think that somehow they must know more than I do. I have to repeatedly remind myself that they are probably just as overwhelmed as I am! Not overwhelmed in a “I can’t do this” way, but more in a “there’s way too much information out there and I just want to know what works but really I know that I need to be the solution rather than searching for the solution” kind of way. Does that make sense?

For example, we were at a restaurant the other day and we had brought Finn inside in his carrier. I sat him down on the booth next to me and he pleasantly played with his toys and we had a nice lunch. Meanwhile, another family, with a baby the same size as Finn, walked in and sat next to us. They carried their baby in and asked for a highchair. Immediately I felt insecure. How do I know when the right time is to ask for a high chair?! What is the rule of thumb?! These are the types of things I continue to wonder about! When can Finn sit in the front of a cart at the grocery store? Is he big enough to sit in the front-facing part of his stroller yet? When do give him certain toys?

Basically, being a parent is a carousel of endless questions that really don’t have a definitive answer.

Physical Growth

Finn is growing like a weed. He may be 5 months old, but he is wearing 6 month clothing. He weighs roughly 18 pounds – probably a little more at this point. He likes to put weight on his feet and stand up – while mom or dad hold him of course. He wants to sit up, but can’t quite do it on his own. He is spending a lot more time on his tummy, but has trouble getting back to his back, and gets super frustrated cause he can’t quite figure out the moving thing!

Brain Growth

I’m fearing that we are starting to reach the age of “where did they go?” There have been a few moments in the past week where David or I will walk out of Finn’s immediate view and he immediately started to fuss. He certainly knows who mom and dad are though, and I love that little smile every time I walk into daycare to pick him up!

Finn is also quite the chatty man. He loves telling stories and hearing us repeat the sounds back to him. He has also started to touch everything. He likes to run his fingernails on different things to get a nice feel. He loves petting Juneau and waking up in the morning scratching his sheets.

Sleeping

We’ve moved Finn into his Pack-n-play, which is still in our bedroom. He is now able to roll over in his sleep, which has caused a few terrified moments for me. Everyone keeps reminding me that now that he can get to his belly, it’s okay for him to sleep like that but I think I’ve been scared by one to many horror stories to stay calm. He is still sleeping from about 7pm to 7am, but has started to wake up a few times since he now has the room to move around. He is usually pretty easy to soothe back to sleep, though!

Eating

Mom’s still pumping and supplementing about one formula bottle each day, sometimes two. We’ve started to introduce solids just this week. We started with rice cereal which I actually think looks disgusting. So I moved onto a apple/prune blend and not only was it more appetizing to look at, but he actually liked the consistency much more. He ate about a third of a container last night!

Things I Don’t Want to Forget

  • Finn has started to grab for his bottle and open his mouth to try to get the nipple in. It’s so funny! We call it the guppy face.
  • The way Finn looks at Juneau is so adorable. He is intrigued and follows him throughout the house with his eyes. The other day I walked in as David was holding Finn and throwing the ball for Juneau and every time Juneau caught the ball, Finn burst out laughing!
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How I Get Outside of My Comfort Zone

comfort zone

I’ve been going through a bit of a funk lately. Nothing serious, just feeling a little blah. It happens every so often, but the truth is I absolutely hate feeling like this. I wake up unmotivated and am completely unproductive throughout the day. I tend to snap at people and my sleep is horrible.

After about 3 or 4 days of feeling like this, I was ready to figure out how to get myself out of this rut and get excited about life again. I decided I needed to step outside of my comfort zone. Life was getting a little stale for me, and my personality just does not do well with routine. I thrive on spontaneity and creativity. I crave adventure and inspiration (hence this blog).

So, what did I do? I started writing down things that I’ve been thinking of doing but have been too lazy or too intimidated to try. I also wanted to start scheduling those mundane things that have to get done in order to have more time for adventures. (Yes, I realize that by scheduling these things, I’m going against the very thing I hate: routine. But I figure if I set aside those things and make myself do them, then they can’t get in the way of what I really want to do!) Here’s what I came up with:

  • Take a spinning class
  • Reach out to more potential freelance clients
  • Take more pictures

Not a very extensive list, but I figured if I started small, I wouldn’t be too overwhelmed. After making this list, I immediately signed up for a yoga class for that evening. There’s nothing that can get your mind right like a little yoga!

So, did I follow through with these things?

I went to my first spin class on Sunday morning. It was the toughest workout I’ve ever had! I felt like I was going to throw up initially, but once that feeling subsided, I truly enjoyed my time. The studio is dark and loud, and you are getting out of it what you decide to put in. I still feel sore from it! But I can’t wait to go back. The first class is always the hardest for me because I don’t know what to expect, plus I went alone – something I hate to do!

I’ve been working on an exciting project for my potential freelance clients. I’ve made little progress on this one, but it’s only been a few days. I set a goal to have this project complete by the start of the new year! This goal coincides with my greater goal of working for myself, owning my own company, and having the flexibility of being a mom, too.

Pictures are always something I look back on with so much joy! But I’ve always been so bad about taking them. Since Finn was born, I’ve been trying to make this a priority. I recently got a new phone with a lot more storage so I’ve been snapping pictures as often as I remember! These are the days that I’ll be looking back at one day and wishing I had more photos, so I have to remember to be better about it.

This journey just started last week, but I’m already feeling so much better!

What do you do to get yourself out of a funk?

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Reflecting on Pregnancy

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I spent a lot of time this week moving content from my old blog onto my new one. There are many reasons for this move – to increase traffic through archived content is a biggie – mainly, because I don’t want to lose memories of key events in my life. I spent the last year chronicling my pregnancy, and the year prior I spent blogging about our wedding. These are some of the most profound moments in anyone’s life, and I don’t want to lose the memories of how I felt during those times.

It was certainly interesting, and really fun!, to re-read all of my blog entries about pregnancy. You can see a huge decline in effort as the weeks passed! When I first starting blogging about being pregnant, I was typing away forever about how exciting it was or how tired I was or even how I was eager to see a bump! As the weeks went by, and said bump got bigger and bigger, my paragraphs became sentences – and sometimes just words – as I became overwhelmed and quite bored with pregnancy.

Now, we have our little baby boy and those pregnancy posts seem so far away. Everything seemed so calm looking back, but I remember feeling very frantic and unprepared. I don’t think I ever thought about how being pregnant and having a baby would change me, but I can see good and bad changes in myself. I’m certainly more stressed about little things these days. Whether that be the hormones, or that life truly is chaotic, I don’t know. However, I think I’ve taken to being a mother much easier than I ever thought I would. I never saw myself as maternal, and I remember having conversations about that with David when I was pregnant, but I guess I do have that side of me after all!

It’s a funny thing nowadays when I see a woman with a bump. I have been her! I have experienced the little kicks on my bladder and the incredible back pain. I have experienced the endless questions about “is it a boy or a girl?” and the anxiety of never feeling truly prepared. And with all of that, I kind of miss it! After giving birth to Finn, I transformed back into my old self (plus about 10 pounds) and when I walk by strangers, no one really considers the fact that I carried a baby for 10 months. For all they know, I don’t have children! Or maybe they think I have five! Either way, there is no visible evidence anymore.

I remember prior to getting pregnant that I always wondered what it felt like and I knew I wanted to experience it. It was quite tough, and long, and became dull and I got over it fast, but it was truly one of the most remarkable things I’ve ever done.

I went to a yoga class last night for the first time since giving birth and I fully expected to embarrass myself, but I was actually shocked at how strong my body remains. I’ve lost muscle mass and kept some extra baby weight on, and I’m certainly out of shape, but I’m not a complete loss! Even after growing a human inside of me, I can still manage an hour yoga class without falling! The human body is an amazing, amazing, thing.

 

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Our Time in Indianapolis

I’ve written about our adventures in Albuquerque and Wilmington, so last but not least, Indianapolis.

I received my acceptance letter to Indiana University’s Sports Journalism program in mid-May of 2012. David and I decided to stay in Wilmington for the summer, and come August, we’d make our way out to Indy. My sister and brother-in-law lived in Indy, so it was an easy choice for me. Leaving the beach for the midwest, however, that was a little tough!

I think of our time in Indianapolis in two parts: the first year was spent in graduate school. I landed a killer internship with the Indiana Pacers and spent a lot of time covering the NBA. I was conducting locker room interviews, cutting together footage, and doing a bunch of website edits. I met some really cool people in grad school and was afforded some awesome opportunities. Meanwhile, David worked full time so I could pursue my degree. I paid him back in countless free tickets to NBA games!

After I graduated and the internship ended, I spent a lot of time searching for a job. I landed one as an editorial assistant at The Saturday Evening Post magazine. I wasn’t thrilled with the job, and I was constantly looking for something back east in Charlottesville. Eventually, after about six months, I was laid off and although it was horrible at the time, it was one of the best things that happened to David and I. We were able to cut all ties in Indiana and move back to where we wanted to be.

Somewhere along the way, my sister and her husband moved out to Denver. We did celebrate their wedding in Indy, which was so convenient for us and it was such a beautiful day! However, after they left, I realized that Indy wasn’t where we were meant to be. The city itself was in a bit of a renaissance and some really neat restaurants and bars popped up. There is a lot of culture in Indy – plays, musicals, big name concert tickets – and the sports scene is really spectacular. But something about being landlocked and so far from all of our family made me miss the east coast.

Overall our time in Indy was still quite the adventure. Besides Charlottesville, Indy is where we lived the longest. We made some great friends, I was able to coach soccer, we traveled to Chicago, and we got our “city living” years in.

 

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Fly Fishing with David

It’s become a mini tradition for me to take David on a guided day of fly fishing for his birthday. Last year, I fished alongside David and caught my first trout on a fly line. It’s tougher than you think! So this year, I decided to let him have all the fun and I told him I would film his day. Unfortunately, the weather had turned overnight – going from about 85 on Sunday to 70 on Monday, so the fishing wasn’t great. Despite that and the overcast sky and murky water, we still had a blast! Finn spent the day with his aunt, and David and I spent the day doing his favorite thing in the world.

David’s always been an avid fisherman, but he took up fly fishing about two years ago. He was a natural! I’ve never seen someone so passionate about something and there’s something to be said about doing what you love. Over the years I’ve watched countless YouTube videos of people fishing, so I decided to make David one of his own!

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