2014 in review

We are a little bit late on our 2014 year in review post. I’ve never liked year in review posts that come before the year is up. How can you declare this the “10 most shocking deaths of 2014” or “6 biggest news stories of 2014” with a week left in the year? It’s practically daring something to happen. But I meander off topic. Also I am writing about the same time I got last year’s post up. Glad I’m predictable. (Please note that I in this post = Elizabeth, Mom = Cleta, Elizabeth’s mom and Dad = Ray, Elizabeth’s Dad. Everyone else gets first names.)

It's a girl! And a lovely cake made by Elizabeth

It’s a girl! And a lovely cake made by Elizabeth

2014 was a HUGE year for us. We toasted in the New Year expecting our first child and overjoyed about it. Shortly into January we found out we were expecting a little girl. We celebrated by having a gender reveal cake at Sunday dinner. Because cake is awesome and any excuse for cake is a good one

In February we took are delayed honeymoon, now a babymoon, to Hawaii. We stayed on the island of Maui, relaxed on the beach, went snorkeling, drove the Hana highway, and had an amazing time. There were a few things I couldn’t do being pregnant (eat sushi, drink fruity cocktails, and zipline), but a lot of fun things we did do. One of them was going to Warren and Annabelle’s magic show. That was fantastic – we recommend it! And by then we had decided to name our daughter Annabelle. David has a grandmother Anna and a grandmother Angeline Ann and I had a grandmother Dorotha Belle.

Hawaii, February 2014. Black sand beach along the Hana Highway.

Hawaii, February 2014. Black sand beach along the Hana Highway.

Maui, Hawaii. February 2014. Driving the Hana Highway. That was an amazing drive, hair raising, but beautiful.

Maui, Hawaii. February 2014. Driving the Hana Highway. That was an amazing drive, hair raising, but beautiful.

The office nook before it became a nursery.

The office nook before it became a nursery.

When we got home, it was time to start seriously preparing for the baby. We were turning an office into a nursery. It involved tearing out a built in desk, some drywall, moving outlets and light switches, framing in a door, redrywalling much of the whole thing, painting, etc.

My favorite part of the renovation was collecting paint samples. I wanted a gray that was mostly just gray not blue-gray or green-gray. Eventually I just had to  choose one.

My favorite part of the renovation was collecting paint samples. I wanted a gray that was mostly just gray not blue-gray or green-gray. Eventually I just had to choose one.

And there was a little bit of project scope creep. As long as we were going to all this work, we decided to redo the floors with laminate hardwood from Costco. We love it, but it did make the project take a bit longer. Especially because we did most of the top floor. End result is awesome though. Fortunately we had lots of help.

You can see the end result of the nursery here.

David, Matthew, and Chris work on the flooring in the living room

David, Matthew, and Chris work on the flooring in the living room

Me at the Chihuly glass garden in Seattle, WA. March 2014

Me at the Chihuly glass garden in Seattle, WA. March 2014

In March I took a trip to visit my sister in Seattle. We hung out, went shopping, saw the Chihuly museum and just had some fun in my last days without the baby.

After the March trip it was all about getting ready for our baby, getting house, work, and life ready.

A lovely family at our baby shower.

A lovely family at our baby shower.

And the on June 17, 1 day before her due date and 2 days before my birthday Annabelle was born. The full story is here.

And now there are three. The happiest I've ever been. From the set of photos after I brushed my hair.

And now there are three. The happiest I’ve ever been. From the set of photos after I brushed my hair.

Since June life has been all about the baby. We barely learn one survival technique and then another thing pops up. But every moment is amazing, a blessing. David was just saying that he can not imagine our lives without her.

An extended family at the state fair. Back row (l to r) Margaret, Cleta, David. Front row Elizabeth, Ray, Matthew holding Annabelle

An extended family at the state fair. Back row (l to r) Margaret, Cleta, David. Front row Elizabeth, Ray, Matthew holding Annabelle

I took nearly three months of maternity leave and went back to work after labor day. My parents came up to meet Annabelle and spend some time with us the week before that. I went back to work the day after Labor Day. Dad (Ray) flew home and Mom (Cleta) stayed here.

Please note a lot of this stuff has been blogged about before and I’m trying not to show too many repeat photos.

I've got a pink Royals baby outfit and a blue bow. Ready for some baseball!

I’ve got a pink Royals baby outfit and a blue bow. Ready for some baseball!

Now all along Mom had said she wanted to come out when I went back to work, especially since our permanent sitter was having a fall baby and needed some time to recover before taking in Annabelle. However she also said that if the Royals went to the post-season baseball (mom and dad are season ticket holders), she was flying back for that. Dave and I thought it was hilarious. We told the funny funny story all over town. Well in September they were in contention and Mom flew back to Kansas City. She thought she was going back just for the Wild Card game. That was what her ticket was booked for. She had to change that ticket FOUR times and the Royals went to the World Series. (They lost in a super tight game that broke our hearts.) October was a lot of piecing together various people as babysitters, really stressful, but it all worked out.

Children's literature halloween! I'm the Pigeon (from Mo Willems books) and Annabelle is the Very Hungry Caterpillar

Children’s literature halloween! I’m the Pigeon (from Mo Willems books) and Annabelle is the Very Hungry Caterpillar

Mom did make it back in time for Halloween which was good since she had part of Annabelle’s costume. See the full costume here.

Since she had abandoned us for an entire month, Mom decided to stay through Thanksgiving. Dad was always going to come up for the last week of her visit. And since my parents would be here, my siblings decided to come up for Thanksgiving and meet Annabelle. It was awesome to have everyone together for Thanksgiving. More about the holidays here.

Dude, who are you? Santa and Annabelle

Dude, who are you? Santa and Annabelle

After Thanksgiving, Annabelle started going to her permanent sitter, our good friend Hilary who keeps Annabelle with her own two kids. They go on play dates and outings and do fun activities. We could not ask for a better child care situation.

For Christmas we got to include Annabelle in some of our favorite activities, like going to Girdwood for David’s company Christmas party, and we got to do some new ones like Santa. (More in that post linked above).

I know holidays will be even more fun when she is old enough to understand and appreciate it, but we are savoring every moment.

Merrry Christmas from the Nicolai+ clan

Merrry Christmas from the Nicolai+ clan

In one year we have gone from barely could tell I was pregnant to having a six month old baby who can sit up on her own, eat finger foods (baby led weaning), babble, smile, laugh, and holds our hearts.

Oh and news that isn’t about the baby? We never got the trim up in the renovation so we still need to do that, summer 2016. David is still at Coffman Engineers and I am still the Youth Services Coordinator at Anchorage Public Library. We sold my Jeep right before year end and bought a new 3 row SUV to better hold more family members. Kinda sad because I bought that SUV to bring me up to Alaska and adventure 7 years ago, but it was the right time.

She can eat real food with her fingers now. It's pretty amazing. 2015 should be an incredible adventure.

She can eat real food with her fingers now. It’s pretty amazing. 2015 should be an incredible adventure.

Four to Seven Months

So I forgot to do photos onto the blog (though they made them on facebook) of Annabelle from four to seven months. So now I shall do them all at once with the captions I wrote for facebook.

Four months old Annabelle in a mommy-knit sweater.

Four months old Annabelle in a mommy-knit sweater.

Four months old! Annabelle has improved her reach and grab to almost 80% efficiency. She has added a third step to this process: reach, grab, put in mouth. But that is only about a 50% success rate. When all else fails, she will just chew on her hand and drool drool drool. She’s still not a great sleeper, but she loves music and tries to sing along with us. She also loves to grab her crinkle paper, cloth wipes, and taggie fish and wave them around. (PS I knit that sweater)

5 month, super happy Annabelle!

5 month, super happy Annabelle!

Annabelle is 5 months old! She is really good at reaching, grabbing, putting into mouth. She can hold her own bottle, (or mommy’s face when breast feeding), suck her thumb, and put her pacifier back into her mouth. She is extremely socially aware and has trouble sleeping when there are people around to watch. She can almost stay sitting up (if you put her there). And lastly, she has learned to cuddle her stuffed toys, especially Hedgie her stuffed hedgehog who helps her fall asleep. We love watching her, she learns something new every day.

6 month baby Annabelle! (Photo taken a little late)

6 month baby Annabelle! (Photo taken a little late)

Annabelle is a very happy and active 6 month old. She is really good at sitting and eats a mix of purees and solids she self-feeds. Her favorite food is butternut squash. One of her favorite things to do is blow raspberries (as she is doing in this photo). She can sleep through the night, but she doesn’t always choose to. She is just starting to get stranger danger, but warms up to new people pretty quickly. Her least favorite thing is having her face wiped and taking a nap when she could be looking at interesting things. She is however becoming a reliable night sleeper. Once she has slept through the night, but regularly she only wakes once.

7 month old baby!  (Taken on her actualy 7 month birthday, January 17, 2015)

7 month old baby! (Taken on her actualy 7 month birthday, January 17, 2015)

Annabelle is 7 months old today! I have now realized my folly in choosing a month marking method with removable parts. We tried moving it out of her reach and she kept reaching for it and crying if she couldn’t get it. She reaches for everything, is so curious, and tries to put it all in her mouth. She’s teething and chews on everything. Except actual teethers. Those are poison and should be avoided at all costs. She’s fantastic at sitting (though she is lounging in this photo), is starting to show preference for the color green, self feeds and eats really well. Her favorite foods are banana pancakes, butternut squash, and salmon. She’s just starting to get separation anxiety and stranger danger, but still loves to smile and charm the pants off everyone she meets. After a bit of a rough patch during holiday festivities, she is back to being a fairly reliable night sleeper. Most nights she will wake up once or not at all. Love our little bellabug!

Annabelle’s first holidays

I made a Thanksgiving tutu for Annabelle. We may have to make that a tradition. I think it helped her balance since sitting was still knew and hard at that point.

I made a Thanksgiving tutu for Annabelle. We may have to make that a tradition. I think it helped her balance since sitting was still knew and hard at that point.

Here are photos, with some limited captions, for Annabelle’s first holidays.

For Thanksgiving we were blessed to have all of my family join us from the Lower 48. Mom and Dad stayed extra because of the leaving for a month for the World Series so Susan, Jonathan, and John decided to join us.

Annabelle, me (Elizabeth), and her young Aunt Susan, the first time she had met my siblings.

Annabelle, me (Elizabeth), and her young Aunt Susan, the first time she had met my siblings.

It was the first time my siblings got to meet Annabelle.

Annabelle meets her Uncle John for the first time.

Annabelle meets her Uncle John for the first time.

Moreaus, Holleys, Nicolais, Thanksgiving 2014.

Moreaus, Holleys, Nicolais, Thanksgiving 2014.

It's a baby at a fancy grown up party and a super proud daddy who loves to show her off.

It’s a baby at a fancy grown up party and a super proud daddy who loves to show her off.

After Thanksgiving, we went to Alyeska for the Coffman Christmas party (David’s employer). Annabelle got to show off her fancy party dress during cocktail hour and then hang out with her babysitter, her Aunt Anya. (Actually I had the stomach flu so I didn’t get much more either.)

We did get a nice family photo out of the whole thing though.

The Nicolais, all fancy and dressed up, Christmas 2014

The Nicolais, all fancy and dressed up, Christmas 2014

Now we fast forward to Christmas. We didn’t want to overwhelm her with gifts when she

Christmas Day I fixed breakfast at home. But Christmas Eve we went out for breakfast. Annabelle wants you to know she is on the nice list.

Christmas Day I fixed breakfast at home. But Christmas Eve we went out for breakfast. Annabelle wants you to know she is on the nice list.

was too little to understand them. So we each bought her one thing that meant something to us. I got her a dolly with a soft body and a rattle in it since when I was six months old at Christmas I got one and it was my favorite toy, my comfort object, for years. David got her duplos since LEGOs and building mean much to him.

Tastes yummy! All toys, all things within my reach go into my mouth.

Tastes yummy! All toys, all things within my reach go into my mouth.

The thing that David really wanted for Christmas was to put our baby in the middle of a giant pile of wrapping paper and let her go to town. We did. She had a blast. There are a million adorable pictures of it. I only shared one. Notice how much better she is sitting now than Thanksgiving. At turkey day, she could only sit for a minute or so without toppling, now she hardly ever topples over.

This is amazing! Do I get to keep it all?

This is amazing! Do I get to keep it all?

There was tons of family, so much food, and presents. We were blessed beyond measure in all of our holidays. Annabelle may not remember her first Christmas, but we will never forget it. And here are a few more pictures to end this entry.

Annabelle and bell lights made by her great-grandmother.

Annabelle and bell lights made by her great-grandmother.

Lights and bells! My favorite things!

Lights and bells! My favorite things!

Love and family. Christmas 2014

Love and family. Christmas 2014

Our family, Christmas 2014

Our family, Christmas 2014

The Nicolai siblings and the next generation.

The Nicolai siblings and the next generation.

Annabelle and Santa got along famously

Annabelle and Santa got along famously

Annabelle Takes Swim Class!

Something new is happening. It seems mostly good. What have you gotten me into?

Something new is happening. It seems mostly good. What have you gotten me into?

We took Annabelle to her first swim class tonight. David got into the pool with her and I stayed on the sides to photograph. She seemed to like it and even kicked a few times. Mostly she was just really overwhelmed  with sensory input. She’s gotten really interested in her environment in the last week or so. No longer can she fall asleep when there are things to see. She kept staring at the people, the other kids, the water, all of it.

We signed up for more classes because it was fun for us, good bonding time, etc. The place is nice and has heated indoor pools (it’s also where I took my prenatal swim therapy.) Even if she isn’t learning swimming per se, she’s learning to not be afraid of the water and she is bonding with us.

The rest of this story I will tell in photos with captions as I imagine Annabelle was thinking.

This seems like a bad idea.

This seems like a bad idea.

However when I take a bath it is much harder to kick Daddy.

However when I take a bath it is much harder to kick Daddy.

This splashing thing is kinda interesting.

This splashing thing is kinda interesting.

 

Daddy I am going to need you to focus better. Also what's holding me in the water?

Daddy I am going to need you to focus better. Also what’s holding me in the water?

That's cool. We can just chill and float. I'm a zen baby.

That’s cool. We can just chill and float. I’m a zen baby.

 

 

Breastfeeding, pumping, and work

One of the things that was very important to me from the get go was that our baby be breastfed as much as possible. I’m not planning on extended breastfeeding (past one year), but I wanted to breastfeed exclusively for at least the first six months.

I knew that these things don’t always work out exactly as we want and I tried to make it so that I would be okay if we had to do formula or supplementing, but part of me knew I would be heartbroken.

Because this is a long text heavy post, I’m inserting several unrelated images of Annabelle sporadically to keep it interesting.

This is Annabelle on a bison robe with said bison's skull beside her. For what it's worth that bison was humanely hunted and fed my extended family for two years.

This is Annabelle on a bison robe with said bison’s skull beside her. For what it’s worth that bison was humanely hunted and fed my extended family for two years.

We didn’t get off to the strongest start with breastfeeding, but not the worst ever. My milk took four days to come in and Annabelle kept falling asleep on the breast so she wasn’t getting enough of the colostrum. She lost too much weight. I resisted the doctor’s suggestions of formula. Then my milk came in, I got better at encouraging her to eat, she gained weight and we did well.

Throughout my maternity leave I was able to do some pumping to build up a small stash. I never was extremely consistent about it, but toward the end I tried to pump at the same time most days. I knew I needed a stash as back up for work and I needed to get my body used to the pump.

Before returning to work, I did a lot of reading about pumping. The basic set up is simple, what I pump on Monday is fed to my daughter on Tuesday and so forth. It’s a neat system that hopefully evens out.

However it doesn’t work for a lot of women. I knew that. I also knew that if anyone could make it work, I could. I have a fairly ideal situation: a private office with window blinds and a door that locks, a really supportive boss (who used to be a nursing and pumping mom herself), and a decent amount of control over my schedule to fit in pumping breaks. With all that going for myself, I feel guilty when it doesn’t work. So many women struggle through so much more to make it work.

This entry has a lot of me talking about emotions, particularly guilt, around breastfeeding. The culture, dialogue, and mommy-wars are so charged around these issues that it becomes a maelstrom of emotions for an already hormonal time in your life. Guilt and pressure are leveraged for a mother to breastfeed because anything less is inferior, but don’t do it in public, or do it in public and be proud. The hits come from all sides and it can be hard to deal with all the conflicting messages.

Any way you feed your baby is the right choice for you, your family. No one else knows your circumstances or your life, make the best decision for you and your family.

Genetics ed? Sex ed? Good thing she can't read yet!

Genetics ed? Sex ed? Good thing she can’t read yet!

We had given Annabelle a bottle of pumped breast milk at five weeks with no issues. I had several brands of bottles to try since I knew some babies were fussy about that, but she liked them all. She takes bottles very well and usually goes back to the breast with no fuss. She’s a good baby like that. (Occasionally in the evenings if she is really tired she won’t take the breast because it’s more work than a bottle and we have to use a pumped bottle while I pump more.)

For the first month or so, it worked really well. In fact I even made an excess to add to, stash or to use for a date night. And then about three weeks ago, it stopped working as well.

I upped the amount I put in each bottle since she didn’t seem satisfied. I was gauging how much to give to her based off articles from Kellymom. I don’t want my child to starve, but I don’t want her overfed to the point of vomiting either. It’s surprisingly hard to tell with an infant. There are no ounce markings on the side of my boob so I don’t really know how much she drinks from me.

As my supply started to not being able to meet what I knew she would need for the next day, I grew desperate. I unfroze from stash and tried every trick in the book to up my stash. I drink milkmaid tea daily (which is hard for me as a tea snob; it tastes slightly better than it looks is the best I can say about it), ate oatmeal, got lots of water, added a pumping at work, etc.

Someone commented on how Annabelle smiles in all her photos. So I took a photo of her crying.

Someone commented on how Annabelle smiles in all her photos. So I took a photo of her crying.

A few things really worked for me: watching videos of Annabelle during my pumping, really trying to make pumping sessions go 20 minutes to get the second let down, trying to still pump at least once a day on the weekends too, and massaging breasts while pumping. Also I learned that instant oatmeal doesn’t have the same supply building effect that old fashioned oatmeal does, but cookies made with old-fashioned oatmeal totally work. And if you don’t have a video of your child, listening to a different baby have a meltdown in the library outside your office is surprisingly effective.

And yet none of it was working consistently. I was so stressed which wasn’t helping production. I had an in case of emergency formula stash. When I tried to give Annabelle a bottle of it, she wouldn’t take it. Freaked me out. Later I gave her a bottle that was mixed breast milk and formula, she took that. By gradually doing mixed bottles, she will now take a bottle that is just formula.

However I didn’t know at first if I could mix formula and breast milk. As I googled around, all I could find was articles about how important it was to breastfeed. Even consumer reports, on their guide to formula, spends the first half of the article telling you why you should breast feed. What I wanted was practical, helpful advice about supplementing, mixing bottles of formula and breastmilk, that sort of thing. What I got was a huge heaping of mommy-guilt that only served to make me feel like more of a failure. If I couldn’t do it with my private office and supportive environment, what type of lazy failure of a mother was I?

Every day was a struggle and I would look with dread at the bottles I pumped. I hated going home and prepping the bottles for the next day, especially if I added frozen milk or formula. More than once I had to hide tears as I did it so I wouldn’t freak out my husband or mother (who was live-in child care at the time).

Once I cried over spilled milk, literally.  Despite my OCD levels of safeguards, a bottle spilled at work. It wasn’t much because I caught it quickly, only a couple of tablespoons, but it was a day when I was having trouble pumping enough. And the level of my reaction would have been more appropriate to being told a beloved pet was gravely ill. That was the moment I knew I had to do something. The googling started again in earnest.

Batman called  he said i didn't have to take a nap today.

Batman called he said i didn’t have to take a nap today.

Finally I read this article, while pumping in my office, and I burst into tears. I texted it to my mom and David who knew my struggles. What the author described is so exactly my situation, it was such a relief to see someone else write about it.

I am giving Annabelle everything I can. When she nurses in the morning, at night, on the weekend, she gets nutrition and to reinforce our bond. When she takes a bottle of pumped breast milk, she gets that best nutrition/antibodies/etc and to bond with someone else. When she takes a bottle of part or all formula, she gets that bond and she still gets great nutrition designed for young babies. Always her needs emotional and physical are being met.

Pumping is a mixed bag for me. It’s hard on my body and leaves me extremely sore. I admire women who pump exclusively, I couldn’t do that to my breasts. However pumping forces me to take breaks when I tend to be a very single-minded focused workaholic in the library. Even though I have a hands-free pumping bra (in which I feel like a cow hooked up to a milking machine) and I do keep working often during pump sessions, I also force myself to take a break. With each pumping session, I stop, look at a photo or video of my baby, read an article I want to read, and take a moment to breathe. That is helping my overall stress level and making me a better librarian and a better mom.

As I type this, I’ve done really well pumping in the last few days/week. I haven’t had to thaw breast milk at all this week and no bottles since Tuesday needed topped off with formula. It’s Sunday afternoon, the sun is streaming in, my four-month old daughter is napping on me, and there is enough breast milk in the fridge for tomorrow when I go to work. It’s an ideal situation and yet I still have tears in my eyes thinking about it all.

Some days everything my daughter has was made by me without a problem, some days I’m pulling from the from the freezer to make that true. (I’m trying to be better about pulling from the freezer. That’s what a stash is for and I need to stop thinking about it as a do-not-touch-emergency-fund.)  Some days she gets bottles that are partially or all formula.

So far the most she has had of formula in a single day is 1.5 bottles out of the four that she drinks when I’m at work. I refuse to set a minimum level of breast milk that I want her to have in those four bottles because it would be an arbitrary number and I would live and die by it. It’s my type-A mentality. In fact it’s a struggle to not make a line like that, even in my head.  But someday if I couldn’t make that, it would be another way I failed. Another time I broke down in tears at my desk or at night while pumping milk.

I’m done with tears over milk, spilled or otherwise. I’m giving my family everything I can. Her current mix of mostly breast milk, occasional formula is fine. If in the future I can’t pump at all at work to produce milk and she has formula during the day and nurses at night, that will also be fine. If my milk dries up entirely, plenty of babies (including myself and my siblings) were formula fed, it will be fine. It will be more than fine because we love her and will always give all we can to make sure she has what she needs to grow and thrive.

Mommy I have a secret to tell you: you're doing okay.

Mommy I have a secret to tell you: you’re doing okay.

3 months already!

How has it already been three months?

I’ve not been great about posting, but work and baby are exhausting.

Annabelle is 3 months old!

Annabelle is 3 months old!

Here’s the caption I wrote for Facebook:

Annabelle is 3 months old! (I took the photo a couple days late.) She smiles, giggles, reaches for things, grabs thing (though mostly still by accident) and loves to look outward at the world. She enjoys spending days with Grandma Cleta while mommy and daddy work and is starting to respond to her name. Her favorite things are her baby activity gym where she plays “kick the fox”, being sung to, reading, and snuggles at bedtime. She’s not a great night time sleeper yet, but she is all giggles and play in the morning so she usually gets forgiven.

She’s doing well with me back at work and takes a bottle like a champ. I’m still able to pump enough, but we tried her on formula. That was rejected soundly. Breast milk with some formula mixed in was accepted though. Hopefully we can keep her on breast milk, but if not we will do a gradual formula introduction.

Other things she loves.

Her swing:

P1000652

Her family:

Top: Margaret and Matthew Nicolai Middle: Cleta and Ray Moreau Bottom: Elizabeth, Annabelle, and David Nicolai

Top: Margaret and Matthew Nicolai
Middle: Cleta and Ray Moreau
Bottom: Elizabeth, Annabelle, and David Nicolai

And pretty much the entire world. She’s a happy baby.

Nursery Tour!

For day 25, Sunday July 27, I didn’t take any pictures, instead I was thinking about how happy the nursery makes me. We built the nursery ourselves, framing in a door, tearing out a desk, moving around electrical, re-drywalling and painting, and a bunch of stuff. It’s a small little room joined to our bedroom and bathroom. Hopefully when we go to sell, it will read like an extended master suite.

Later on I have an entire blog entry about the renovation project, but for now I want to show off the finished product. I was really worried it wouldn’t get done before Annabelle got here, but it did. It got done and decorated even. These photos were taken before her birth, it isn’t so neat and tidy now.

Initially I wanted an outer space themed nursery but that was changed for a woodland themed nursery. Actually the nursery theme is “animals hunted by your forebearers” but not everyone shares my sense of humor so woodland theme it is. I will add links to various elements as I can.

The area is small, too small for a twin bed or a proper bedroom, but perfect for a nursery!

Baby room, the main wall. It's small, but so is she.

Baby room, the main wall. It’s small, but so is she.

Crib (from David’s parents) and changing table are from Costco. The cubes are some old ones we had laying around. The baskets in the cubes say BABY and I got them on clearance at Michaels. The Moose is from IKEA (courtesy of my sister). The wall decal is from an Etsy shop InAnInstantArt. I love these vinyl wall decals. They look great and they’re a great way to customize a space fairly cheaply and easy to remove as well. The shop I used allowed me to choose the colors of the owls and birds. The quilt over the crib was made by my mom and the afghan by David’s grandmother. And yes I know not to leave them like that once we put baby in the crib.

Let the sun shine in!

Let the sun shine in!

Our nursery is entirely an interior room with no windows. I like to think this sun light fixture (again IKEA) helps. David hated installing it and made me swear to never buy anything again at IKEA. I don’t think he’ll hold me to it though.

Changing table space.

Changing table space.

We took the doors off the closet and put the changing table in there. It’s such a small space, we really had no other choice. But it works out very well. We have just a few clothes hanging up. (Those are disposable diapers we used for the newborn stage.) And again the BABY baskets are from Michaels (sales + coupons). Just barely out of the picture is a diaper pail that we also got a cloth diaper liner for.The set up with all of our stuff seems to work very well.

Just in case we got confused about whose room it was...

Just in case we got confused about whose room it was…

Letters acquired from Michaels (Where else?) The letters were painted by Eliana (David’s sister) and did double duty as shower decor and then nursery decor. Owl hooks from IKEA. The door still needs trim around it. For that matter, so does the floor.

A little bit of geekery slipped into the woodland nursery

A little bit of geekery slipped into the woodland nursery

The Star Wars decal was a gift from David’s friend Dave. The painting was done by Eliana’s boyfriend Tom. And the fox toy tote is from Amazon. Please note David also installed dimmer switches which are a life saver.

This is the rug that started it all.

This is the rug that started it all.

Finding this rug on the IKEA website is what changed my mind from Outer Space to woodland nursery. I love having the forest floor rug, tree wall decal, and sun light. It’s a very into-the-woods gentle and sweet feel. IKEA only ships to communities where it has a store (such a stupid policy) and thus not to Alaska. So I went to Seattle to visit my sister when I was pregnant and we went to IKEA to pick up baby decor item. We got the rug which was the point, but also fell in love with several other items (the sun light the various stuffed animals including the fox peaking out of the fox bin). She generously gave them as her baby gift to us!

And yes I do have a HUGE suitcase but even I was surprised I managed to get the light fixture and the rug back home. It only barely fit.

And that is our baby nursery. So far Annabelle seems completely immune to its charms. She’s taken a few naps in there but mostly she sleeps in the bassinet beside our bed, or in someone’s arms, or occasionally in her swing or vibrating chair in the living room.

Oh and did you see those nice floors under the rug in our nursery? As part of the nursery remodel, I convinced David to install those on the entire top floor. They’re amazing and I love them. That’s another blog post though. But I will say that all the work for the nursery (moving electrical, floors, drywalling, painting) was done by family and friends. Most of the decor, even if purchased like the decals, were placed leaf by leaf by family and friends. This is a room built out of love!

Days 21 to 24, democracy, friends, and family

Playing some more catch up on happy day things. I like taking the photos, but updating with a newborn is more of a challenge.

Day 21, Wednesday July 23

I’m a board member of Alaska Common Ground. It is an organization that encourages civil discussion on political and policy issues. This fall there are four ballot initiatives going before the Alaskan electorate (one in August and three in November). We are hosting a series of forums/debates on each of them. The first one was on Wednesday July 23rd and was about the oil tax restructure. We weren’t sure how they would go. However we had a completely full house, standing room only, and turned away a lot more people. Hundreds of Alaskans showing up to become better informed. Few things make me happier.

A very well informed group of experts on both sides.

A very well informed group of experts on both sides.

Day 22, Thursday, July 24

On Thursday, we (Annabelle and I) joined Hilary and her mom’s group at the Loussac Library’s summer concert series. It was a beautiful day to sit on the lawn, chat with other moms, watch kids play, and just relax. Lovely time.

Kids dancing, sunny skies, picnic lunches, live music. perfect day.

Kids dancing, sunny skies, picnic lunches, live music. perfect day.

Hilary and Annabelle hanging out in the sunshine.

Hilary and Annabelle hanging out in the sunshine.

There was a skywriter who was advertising the airshow. He tried three times to write AIRSHOW but it was too windy and the words kept blowing away, he never even tried to make the W. It was possible we decided he didn’t know how to spell Airshow or how to make a W.

The skywriter finally gave up on spelling out words and drew a happy face.

The skywriter finally gave up on spelling out words and drew a happy face.

Day 23, Friday July 25

It rained on Friday and Annabelle and I snuggled. I love wearing her in the sling.

Rainy day snuggles in the sling.

Rainy day snuggles in the sling.

And we also did some tummy time. Mostly a low key mommy and baby day.

Day 24, Saturday July 26

Dave, Annabelle and I went to the Saturday Farmer’s Market for some fresh veggies. I love that place, I love those veggies. I bought a bunch of amazing spinach and various other veggies and treats. And we ran into a ton of people we knew because of course we did, that’s how Anchorage works.

This bunch of spinach is bigger than Annabelle, locally grown, super fresh and yummy, and only cost $5!

This bunch of spinach is bigger than Annabelle, locally grown, super fresh and yummy, and only cost $5!

That evening we went to Mary and Tom’s house for Tom’s birthday. This tends to happen when Annabelle is around her family.

No shortage of admirers for little Miss Annabelle.

No shortage of admirers for little Miss Annabelle.

 

Days 17 to 20

Let’s go through some more 100 Days of Happy. Some are duplicate photos that Dave already posted.

Day 17, Saturday July 19th

She’s a cloth diaper baby! I knew we wanted to cloth diaper before we were even

Lifting up Annabelle's onesie to show off her cloth diaper.

Lifting up Annabelle’s onesie to show off her cloth diaper.

pregnant. It makes more sense environmentally. I don’t like the idea of our daughter’s poop being wrapped in plastic and preserved in a landfill for a thousand years. And I was extremely blessed that my mom learned that you can sew your own cloth diapers and took it as a personal challenge. She has sewn us so many diapers (I actually got a box with some more today). Annabelle was too small for the diapers at first so we started out with using disposable ones. Her little legs are still a bit too skinny for them so we use disposables at night, but for the last week, starting on Saturday the 19th, we have been a cloth diaper family. Loving it.

She's got so many different diapers in different stylish fabrics. I normally don't like naked baby photos (with only a diaper) but I can't resist a few.

She’s got so many different diapers in different stylish fabrics. I normally don’t like naked baby photos (with only a diaper) but I can’t resist a few.

Day 18, Sunday July 20th

David already posted both of these, but on Sunday we finally got photos of our daughter’s beautiful smile.

20140720-213705-77825838.jpg

We also got to spend some time with our twitter friends. Dave and I met at a twitter party organized by Valette and Marian Call. This rather makes them her twitter godmothers. Marian was in town so we had fun at a happy hour and got to show off Annabelle.

20140720-214349-78229628.jpg

Day 19, Monday July 21

Days as a (temporary) stay at home mom aren’t exactly what I thought they would be like. I’m much less productive than I thought I would be, but cuddles with this snuggly little bug make it all worth while.

IMG_0101

This picture is right side up if you consider I was also laying down when I took it.

Day 20, Tuesday July 22

Yes I'm aware it is probably not a good idea to immediately coat clean teeth in sugar but I don't care.

Yes I’m aware it is probably not a good idea to immediately coat clean teeth in sugar but I don’t care.

I had to go to the dentist on Tuesday. I’m a really REALLY bad dental patient. For my pregnancy, I had skipped the dentist entirely. There were a variety of reasons with differing degrees of validity, but mostly it boiled down to: pregnancy was hard enough that I didn’t have enough will power left to do the dentist as well. As a child, after dental appointments, my father would take us to get a doughnut; there was a good local doughnut shop near the dentist. (Mom didn’t do this.) So sweet treat after dentist became a tradition for my sister and me. To reward myself for surviving the dentist, I stopped at Carl Jrs to get a milkshake. I’m obsessed with their milkshakes, they are made with real ice cream and are delicious. I earned that milkshake.

After my dentist appointment, I went back to Margaret and Matthew’s house where they had been watching Annabelle and we were having a dinner for some people who were in town.

Annabelle sleeping with her Uppa.  Babysitting for us is hard work, clearly.

Annabelle sleeping with her Uppa. Babysitting for us is hard work, clearly.

Midsummer Garden (Day 16)

It’s been crazy busy around here and so I’m behind on my 100 happy days. I’ve been taking pictures, just not posting. I’d love to tell you about my garden because it makes me so happy.

Day 16, Friday July 18th

I love gardening, I’m not particularly talented at it, but I love it. At the end of last summer, David built me raised bedded gardens. This year he added in moose protection, rather a cage of chicken wire. Each side comes off easily for garden access.

My gardens now with moose protection.

My gardens now with moose protection.

I got plants into the ground before baby came, before memorial day actually. A few were starts I grew from seeds, others from purchased starts from local nurseries.

Turning this piece of wood at the top of each framed in chicken wire side releases it so I can get to the plants. Very clever of my husband!

Turning this piece of wood at the top of each framed in chicken wire side releases it so I can get to the plants. Very clever of my husband!

Not all my starts worked out which is why I had to buy some.

We transplanted raspberry bushes from David’s aunt’s house as well as some rhubarb plants. My strawberry bush survived the winter as did my chives. The rest are new plants. Mostly I’m a food gardener, if I’m going to do this much work, I want to eat my reward. However I planted some flowers this year because they were given to me. I do like their color.

Rhubarb (transplanted) and mint (purchased starter) plants growing at the side of the back porch.

Rhubarb (transplanted) and mint (purchased starter) plants growing at the side of the back porch.

I will spare you too many of the many photos I have. Here’s my plant list and status instead:

Mint (from a purchased start): growing like the weed it is

Rhubarb (transferred from Dave’s aunt): two are doing really great, one got attacked by an overzealous landscaper and is slowly recovering

Various flowers (from plants given as gifts): blooming and lovely

Basil (from seeds, started indoors): Not doing so well. I don’t see much pesto for us this summer.

Cilantro/coriander and Parsley (purchased starts): going gang busters, I’ve had to trim them a bunch

My basil plants (from seeds I started) aren't doing so well. Next year I'll probably go back to buying starts for basil.

My basil plants (from seeds I started) aren’t doing so well. Next year I’ll probably go back to buying starts for basil.

Kale: (purchased starts) I have Dino Kale and Cosmic Kale and all are great

Beets: (purchased starts) looking good, though I can’t see below ground

Carrots (grown from seeds in the ground) I should probably thin them again, lots more coming up than I thought would. Root veggies are a mystery to me because you can’t see below

Broccoli: The purchased starts are doing great. The ones I tried to start didn’t go at all

Snap peas: (started indoors, transferred outdoors) These are my best successes for the growing from seeds. They’re climbing the trellis, there are blooms and snap peas. I’m ready to start harvesting them.

Brussel sprouts (purchased starts) growing well though I don’t see any of the little heads forming yet

Raspberries (transfers): I’ve got blooms and berries, waiting for them to turn red to eat, should be very soon

Strawberries (one plant returned from last year, two new plants added to my patch) I’ve got blooms and berries, should be ready to harvest the first batch in the next week or so. I’m letting all the runners go out since this year I want the patch to grow as much as possible and fill the box

Snap pea blooms and blossoms! I'm going to have snap peas grown from seeds, the start that worked out best for me.

Snap pea blooms and blossoms! I’m going to have snap peas grown from seeds, the start that worked out best for me.