Monday, December 28, 2009

Oh Yeah...I Have a Blog...

I've been such a bad bad blogger. I miss it, yet when I have a few minutes to spare throughout the day I always get caught up in something trivial like trying to scrub bright yellow baby poop out of the only pair of jean that fit my post-partum body. How silly of me!

Here are some highlights of the last month....

-Jack has started to smile at us. His smiles are few and far between, but they light up my world. I cannot tell you how much I love that gummy little mouth and his crinkly little eyes (just like his daddy!).

I'd normally insert a picture here, but I left my camera at my in-laws house...sleep deprivation does WONDERS for your memory people!!

-We celebrated our first Christmas as a family. We went to the Christmas Eve candlelight service at our church, Jack began to fuss almost immediately so he and I went into the nursing mother's room. At first I was a tad bummed to miss the lighting of the candles, but as I held my baby boy in my arms and danced around the room while watching the service on the TV, I savored that precious moment on Christmas Eve. Just he and I celebrating the birth of our Savior.

-Christmas Day was great fun! Jack slept through most of it, but little does he know that he was SHOWERED in presents from his loving family. I was excited to give him a Soothe and Glow Seahorse. He seems to really like it, he looks at it with the biggest eyes you have ever seen.

(Again....I would normally insert a picture here...)

-Jack is now well over 11 pounds...he gained almost a pound in only 12 days! Look at how much his face has changed!
Also...he seems to have a bit of a receding hairline. I mean, I guess I expected some balding, but not from the top first! He looks a bit like a little old man. Our tiny grandpa.

-MY LITTLE SISTER GOT ENGAGED! Sorry...I'm just a TAD excited about this...can you tell?
(I stole both of those pictures from Facebook)

I'm thinking that between the five of us, my parents have had a pretty huge year. Emily had a baby, I had a baby, Ashley got engaged, and Everett and Bethany both started college. If thats not a monumental year I don't know what is! Here's hoping 2010 is just as great!

What were the highlights of your year? I think we all know what mine was!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009


Is anyone still here after I've neglected you for so long? I'm sorry! I have had a million posts run through my head, but then Jack wants to nurse and Jaco vomits on the floor and I finally get a chance to shower and rinse off the smell of spit-up and before you know it, it's 10:30 at night and I didn't blog for yet another day!

I've missed it though. So..where did I leave off? Oh yes, Poop. We were talking about all the poop at Jack's newborn session. I am excited to report that, despite the presence of extreme amounts of human waste, the pictures Trinity captured are beyond amazing. I mean...just...incredible. See for yourself!
This one brings tears to my eyes.

Daddy and his boy...that's a post in and of itself.
I love his bicep in this one!

I mean really...those pictures are incredible are they not?!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

In A Word...

As many of you know, Jack had his first photo shoot this week. We had to stretch out the shoot to the next day as well, since Jack woke up and many of the poses that were planned for him worked only if he was asleep. If I had to sum up the shoot in one would probably be...let me think about it...


Poop EVERYWHERE. Poop on the baby, poop on Mommy's clothes, poop on the photographer, poop on the props. Seriously, it was like the sight of the camera made my poor child immediately empty his bowels. But did that bother Jack? Not one bit. Little dude was perfectly content and stared around the room just taking in all the sights while letting out all know.

I must say, I was pretty proud of his man toots. At one point I was holding him in position while Trinity set up the shot, and he really let one rip. Trinity glanced at me and smirked. "Ohhhh no you don't! That was Jack!" I informed her. I think it's safe to say she was dutifully impressed by my little man.

How is it possible that someone who tips the scales at less than 8 pounds can, over the course of an hour or so, produce enough poop to cover two adult women, himself, a bean bag chair, two pairs of socks, and four diapers?

I'm just....I'm so proud of my little pooper!

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Better Late Than Never!

About two weeks before Jack was born, Matt and I went out with our dear friend (and fabulous photographer) Trinity Walker to do some maternity photos. This girl can take a picture y'all!
We went back to my Grandmother's farm, where I grew up, and in what can only be described as a perfectly golden evening, spent some time capturing my pregnancy.
I cannot thank her enough, nor can I express how beautiful I think these pictures are.

We made plans to get together to take a few more pictures, but before we could do so, Jack made his big appearance! In honor of that momentous occasion, she debuted these photos on her website that very night! Follow that link to see more from our shoot. They are stunning, if I do say so myself!
For this one we went to our local super market and gave the residents of our small town a big laugh!

On Monday Jack will have his first big photo shoot with her to take some newborn pictures that I already know will be darling!
Thank you Trinity, for using your marvelous talent to help us document and remember these precious, and all too fleeting, moments of our lives.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Oh Boy

Shortly after arriving home from the hospital, I was excited to look up Jack's picture on the hospital website.
TA-DAAA!!! I squealed in glee over his chubby cheeks, his perfect lips, that tiny little nose. And I was excited to see that the blanket I made for him showed up well in the picture.

Then my mom pointed out something I had missed.

My son flipped off the camera.
Nice one Jack, nice one!

Monday, November 9, 2009

World, Meet Jack

Can you guess why I haven't been around lately? If you guessed it was because our precious baby boy was born on November 6th you are right!

Showing off his pretty brown eyes.

Jack Quinlan was born at 8:37 pm, after only 12 hours of labor. He weighed in at 7lbs 1oz. and is 19 inches long...cutest little peanut I have ever seen! My water broke early on Friday morning, and by Friday evening my son was in my arms. My life was changed so completely in that moment, and I will forever be grateful for this precious gift of God.
Wide awake with Aunt Emily.

Bear with me as we get settled into a routine here at home, I can't wait to introduce you all to him a little bit more through this website. Thank you for your advice, your sweet thoughts and words, your well-wishes and above all, your prayers.
From being a couple, to a the blink of an eye.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Four Day Weekend

Although the full moon yesterday failed to induce labor, I still feel as if this last weekend was one of the most productive, yet fun weekends Matt and I have had for a while.

You see, Matt is sick. Well...he has a cold. So on Friday, he stayed called in a substitute and stayed home from school. I just so happened to have Friday off, as well as Monday, so Matt and I spent the day just doing our thing. Whatever 'our thing' might be -- basically, I just like spending the day with him. What can I say, the dude makes me laugh!

We went to my weekly OB appointment, listened to our baby's heartbeat and smiled at each other from across the room. That little thump-thump-thump never ceases to amaze me. Want to hear it? Here you go! The video is upside down, what you are seeing is my doctors hand on my belly, and my sneakers. Mostly...just's pretty quick.

After that we stopped in at a furniture store and, on a complete whim, bought a new couch! It's amazing, the price was well below what we expected, and we love it. PLUS it meant we now had a better place to sit than the other couch that I had found sitting on a curb and brought home. I know...I've GOT to stop doing that. It's just that we had this empty room that needed a couch and I was driving along and HEY! A COUCH! So I brought it home. Then we realized that there was a very good reason it was out on the curb. That reason being -- it was awful.

After our couch-buying adventure, Matt took me out to lunch where I had an amazing Santa Fe Salad...I mention this only because I wanted to point out that I was trying to order something spicy to satisfy the old wives tale that spicy food induces labor. It didn't work. But I gave it a fair shot and it was delicious. Any other suggestions?

Once we got home, we decided that our house really made more sense if we switched up some of the room functions. SO - We moved the office stuff and our other couch (not one we found in the garbage!) into the room that had been the living room, then we moved all the living room stuff into the room that had been mostly empty with just a desk and computer. THEN, since we are insane, we decided to re-arrange our bedroom as well.

Pardon the quality of these pictures, I left my camera with my sister Emily so she could acquaint herself with it - she will be taking pictures of Sweet Pea's birth! Since my camera is with her...these are from my cell phone...not the best quality.
This is new office/den area, with our old couch and chair moved out there.
New couch and living room set-up!!

It is remarkably hard to get a decent picture of our's very small, so you almost have to stand in it and turn around. you can see the changes. New bedding (Matt picked it out...I LOVE IT!), dresser in a new place, little white dresser thing in a new place, BABY BASSINET IN PLACE!

This took all of Friday night, and most of Saturday. I'm feeling tired again just remembering it! But...the finished product is SO much better, we both love it!

Saturday evening we went trick-or-treating with my nephews, Emerson and Branson. Branson was, well...he was...I have no idea. Something from Star Wars. He told me, but I didn't have a clue what he was talking about, but I wanted to be all cool and hip, so I just said "Oh! I LOVED that guy!". Emerson was much more recognizable as a tiger.
Sunday was a great day as well. After church, Matt's parents came down to visit, see the baby's room in it's finished state, and hang out. We took them antiquing at this humongous antiques place called Greybeard's. Four stories of stuff ya'll! We didn't buy a thing, but it's just fun to walk around and try on old hats and such.

I was blessed to have Monday off as well, and although I was sad to see Matt head off to work in the morning, I did get a lot of work done on the baby blanket I started, then neglected.
What do you think? The colors are a little off there...that dark color is a deep burgundy. I am not so sure that I like the stitches. I did it that way because I did want it to look a little rough/handmade, but I'm second-guessing myself big-time.

Whew...I can't believe we packed all of that into one weekend! Now if only this baby would get here...

Thursday, October 29, 2009

It's Official

1. I am officially full-term today! Sweet Pea is welcome to come at any point in the next three weeks...hopefully sooner rather than later...but more likely to be later!
2. He's the cutest baby-daddy on the block!
And just so you know, first he tried to put the "baby" in the pocket in the front of the wrap. I'm thinking the first couple of times he tries baby-wearing there might need to be some supervision involved.

He looks good though, doesn't he? I might be a little biased.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Poetry of a Mad Pregnant Woman

Toes so swollen
At least I think,
For I haven't seen
My feet in weeks.

My back is sore,
My nipples leak,
Strangers stare
like I'm a sideshow freak

But as I look
On my expanding girth
I wouldn't trade this
For anything on Earth.

Happy Monday! How was your weekend? Bonus points to anyone who comments in poem fashion!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Multiple Uses

I just...I...I have no words.

*I found it like this...I think my brother in law had something to do with it. That's usually a safe guess.

Monday, October 19, 2009

The Breakfast of Champions

I kid you not....
First I ate a banana.

Then, I thought to myself, "Self, you and I deserve some pumpkin pie!" So I got a small slice.

Then I got another small slice.

Then, I got out the entire pie pan, and slowly stuffed my face with the leftovers of my first pumpkin pie of the season.

All before 9:30 in the morning. I feel so accomplished.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Oh Those Golden Arches

As I approach the last few weeks of pregnancy, I've been looking back on some of the misconceptions I had about myself prior to conceiving.

Here are two of my favorites that I've come to realize.

1. I wouldn't give in to every craving and temptation that comes my way. True story you guys -- before I was pregnant I had NEVER, ever, not once in my entire life, ordered at a drive-thru window. And now? Well...if my child is born clutching a french fry I will not be surprised in the least. And then I'll probably steal it's french fry for good measure.

2. I wouldn't gain more than 25 lbs. Ha ha ha ohhhhh dear....see above comment about the french fry.'s kind of like that for me too, only replace 'marbles' with 'Crispy Chicken Sandwich'.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Cramped Quarters

Hmmm...what have we here??
Looks innocent enough. Just your average stackable washer/dryer combo. But wait -- what's that?
Oh HI HONEY! What are you doing?
How did you get back there?
Are you going to be able to get out?
Are you sure about that?
*At this point he quietly asked me to go away. When Matt's voice gets quiet that signifies that we are quickly approaching the 'danger zone' in which he is no longer laughing WITH me. For all I know he might still be in there.

Thursday, October 8, 2009


I know, I know, where have I been all week?! Well, the truth is, I've been sleeping. Or rather, I've been trying to sleep while being woken up every few minutes by contractions. That's right -- CONTRACTIONS.

Let me start by saying that I have had Braxton Hicks contractions throughout this pregnancy, from right around 17 weeks they have been pretty constant. However, throughout the weekend, and then into Monday I noticed a pretty serious change in the frequency of said contractions. As in...I was having them every 2-3 minutes and no amount of changing position or drinking water was making them change.

So Monday night Matt and I headed into Labor & Delivery at the hospital. I was hooked up to some fun little machines and immediately checked for dilation. I'll spare you the details on that particular aspect of the night -- you're welcome! Suffice it to say, after 4 hours of monitoring, two doses of medicine, a urine test, an ultrasound, and two cervical checks, they have no idea why I am contracting and they can't seem to get my stubborn uterus to stop contracting. The only explanation to be had is "you have an irritable uterus". Whoopie.

THE GOOD NEWS -- I am not dilating yet, and the baby looks great! In fact, we got to see our precious little one practicing his/her sucking. Those lips look very, very, very kissable you guys! The midwife told us that aside from the contractions, everything looks great, so unless my contractions get noticeably worse, or my water breaks, that this is pretty much just going to be the norm for the next few weeks until I deliver our little sweet pea.

I'm so thankful that our child is doing well, but at the same time I am so extremely exhausted. It's incredibly hard to sleep through contractions, and I am just not comfortable taking a sleeping pill every night while this little one is inside of me.

Hopefully I will figure out a sleep pattern soon, but until then, if I am a little scarce commenting on your websites, or posting here, please forgive me...blame my irritable uterus!

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Don't Let Me Get Me

I'm a hazard to myself.

I'm starting to think that song MIGHT be about me. Why? Well here! Let me show you why! This is what I did this morning. That would a lump...on my forehead...from my own car door.
It's so much more impressive in person though...really brings home the idea 'battered woman'...which is totally what we here at Country Mouse Manor are going for.

Also, I'm fairly certain my neighbors saw me do it - that's going to really raise their opinion on me isn't it?

AND THEN...once I actually got to work, I got to have a face to face chat with one of my supervisors, which never happens. Seriously, I haven't even seen this woman since August, and the one day I talk to her I have a swelling forehead? Are you kidding me? So picture me, standing there pretending nothing is wrong, while this poor woman tries not to stare at the bright red line running from my eyebrow to hairline. I could see her eyes darting up to my injury every few seconds and all I could think was "please don't ask, please don't ask".

Now - onto the big question - which would be better in this situation, ice or heat? Ice, right? First aid has never been my thing.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

32 Weeks; A Belly Comparison

I learned that I was pregnant when I was 5 weeks along. My stomach looked like this...
It's not going to look like that again is it? IS IT? Sigh...I know. It isn't. I just keep chanting "it will be worth it, it will be worth it, it WILL be worth it" every time I start to think about my former abs. Why didn't I wear a bikini more when I still had the chance? What was I so self-conscious about? Was I blind? These are the questions that will plague me 'til my dyin' day I tell ya!

I am now between 32 and 33 weeks stomach looks like this...
...holy crap y'all, that's really me...still unbelievable sometimes! I feel HUUUGE!

Matt, on the other hand, would like you all to know that at 32 weeks, he has managed to keep him slim phsyique.
Right after this picture I punched him. Well, not really, but maybe a little in my head.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

More Nesting Ambition

So, the nesting bug has hit, and it has hit hard. Not only is my house cleaner than usual (including our spice cupboard...'cause the baby is going to be using a lot of spices you know), but I am still on this knitting kick.

Can you guess what is up next on the knitting agenda? I'll give you a clue...

UPDATE: It's a baby blanket!! I have all the patches finished, and am now working on the should be seeing a finished product pretty soon!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

The Fight That Almost Was

Scene: Our third birthing class.

Instructor: Now, there are many different positions you can labor in, and many that you can push in as well. Just remember, the harder you push, the faster you will get to meet your baby.

Matt: (whispers softly) You're going to be so bad at that.

Bekah: WHAT?!

Matt: What??

Bekah: Did you seriously just say that? That's not funny! You are a horrible labor coach!

Matt: What? What's wrong?

Bekah: What do you think is wrong? What did you just say to me Matthew?

Matt: I have to pee so bad?

Bekah: Ooooooohhhh, nevermind then.

Monday, September 14, 2009

The Acorn

In a slight fit of nesting frenzy, last week I made the decision that I was going to make my child at least one article that was completely handmade by me and only me. Since I had learned to knit when I was younger I thought 'Perfect! Of COURSE I can knit my child a hat at least!'

Determined as I was, this was the outcome of my first attempt.
Pathetic no? I contemplated sitting this lump of yarn on my newborns head and just pretending it was a hat, but that seemed sad, ya know?

HOWEVER, I persevered, watched some youtube videos that knowledge of knitting, and tried again. And you know what?
Even if it is a little lopsided, I'm rather proud of myself!

In fact, once I mastered the basic idea of this hat, I got on such a roll that I made my nephew one as well, and boy oh boy did he look cute!
I think he looks just like an acorn. A sweet, chubby, blue-eyed acorn.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

30 Weeks

As of tomorrow, my pregnancy will officially hit the 30 week mark, and boy do I have the cankles to prove it! As if it wasn't enough that my nipples are leaking, Mother Nature had to go ahead and throw the indignity of swelling in there as well? RUDE!

I can't really believe that in 10 weeks (more or less) we are going to meet our CHILD. I can't wait to see his/her personality begin to emerge, already I know that the baby can be quite sassy, as evidenced by the fact that every time a nurse tries to get its heart rate the little booger either kicks the dopplar repeatedly, or shifts as far away as possible. That's my kid!

Are you getting tired of the headless pregnancy photos yet? I'm sorry! I always end up taking them myself with my camera on a timer, and NO MATTER WHAT, I always miss the beep by a faction of a second and end up with either my eyes closed, my mouth open, or a some other not so pretty expression on my face. So to spare you, I crop my head out!

T minus 71 days! Excitement meets terror!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

The Deck:Phase 1 Complete!

This weekend we finished the first phase of our deck. I am using the term 'we' pretty loosely here, as Matt, Tim, and Brandon actually did most...Okay - all...of the work.

Here is what we started with, basically you are seeing a hill, some dirt, and some old concrete block...HOW LOVELY!
The boys (including my annoying ol' brother in law Brandon) dug holes for the footers. Is he laughing here?? Get to work! There is no time for laughing Brandon!
I tell ya...that guy is always goofing off! Good thing I was there to lay down the law!

Next they found three (3!) of these guys hiding in our pile of lumber...


(Several of you have commented asking what kind of snake this is...this, my friends, is what we call a Black Snake. Non-venomous. We do have venomous snakes in the area, but luckily not in our wood-pile! You can read about my childhood encounter with a poisonous snake HERE wherein I was rushed to the ER after being bitten by what I mistakenly believed was a worm.)

After we rid ourselves of the snakes, the boys set the footers in concrete, and went about putting up the frame for the least I'm pretty sure that's what they are doing here!
At that point I got distracted painting shutters and the door, so I sort of missed taking pictures of the rest of the process. I'm sure you get the picture though -- screws, deck boards, levels, etc. etc. blah blah blah...

All I know is...we ended up with this! And I love it!!
Check out our awesome view from OUR NEW DECK! (Can you tell I am excited!? Cause I really really am!) The creek is a little muddy right now, but still, it can't be beat. A few days ago we had a white heron standing in our back yard. OUR BACKYARD!
Now Matt and I need to decide on a stain...any suggestions? So far we have come up with "something dark-ish" we could use all the help we can get in that department!

Do you think something like this would be too dark?
Do you think something lighter is in order? More red? Should we just paint it purple for kicks?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

I THINK I Know What They Mean...

This made me scratch my head a little as I drove by, so I just had to document it for you my friends!It says "We are God's idea We are his face his eyes his heart his period"

While I know what they MEANT, I couldn't help but giggle at the thought of me making God crampy and bloated once a month.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

It's Officially Over

Matt and I have had our last golden day of summer together. Today, he started teaching again, new students, new school year, new polo shirts. And as I got ready to start my day, I realized that this was the end of our last summer together that was just US.
Is it selfish of me to mourn this a little bit? I feel very torn. I can't wait to meet our child, I can't wait to introduce them to the glorious days of summer, to teach them to make mud-pie's and to slather their little body in sunscreen. But, at the same time, I know that I will miss the long evenings Matt and I spent just sitting on the porch and talking as the shadows lengthened. I'm going to miss the days where we just decided to go out on a little day trip together, our picnics, our hikes.
Life is changing, and while I am excited for that change, I am a little sad to see it come. I will forever treasure this last summer together.
I am still head over heels, giddy, and breathlessly in love with my husband, and I guess a part of me fears losing this feeling as we progress on this road called life. I know our relationship is changing, will always BE changing, but is it wrong to be a little sad right now? I feel so selfish.

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