The Littlest Plan Ruiner

I love three day weekends. Having D home for an extra day feels so special, even more so now that I spend all of my days at home with Eleanor.

I had such wonderful plans for this Memorial Day Weekend. We were planning on just lounging around the house, having slow cuddly days bookended with yummy meals. While that kind of happened on Saturday, with a pancake breakfast and steak dinner, it was terribly interrupted by a very irritable Eleanor. Today was not much better.

The poor girl seems to not be feeling so well. She has spent a good portion of today and yesterday crying inconsolably and refusing to nurse. The refusal to nurse is frustrating for me because it's my job to feed her, and when I can't, I feel like I am failing.  It also sucks for D to spend his limited home time with such a fussy girl.

Tomorrow, we are driving down to San Diego to pick up D's sister. She is going to visit for a few days. I'm holding out hope that Ella feels a little better and doesn't cry so much. She usually does really good in her car seat, especially for decently long drives.

I guess this has been my first real lesson in the baby completely not acting in a way that goes along with my imagined plans. Still, the weather has been lovely and my husband has been home, so it's a great weekend. Even though my baby is cranky, I'm going to appreciate this weekend.

Love, Love, Love.

It's my first ever Valentine's Day as a married lady. I have mixed feelings about the holiday, but really, I can't turn down a day where I get to have lots of pinks and hearts and mushy sentiments.

Last year, D and I were living together, but he was super sick. The year before we were still in different states. So, not only is this our first Valentine's Day to be married, it's kind of our first Valentine's Day that we get to celebrate together. I was excited.

My night started with being greeted by a beautiful bouquet of roses, some chocolates, and a sweet card. The roses smell delicious. They are making our entire living room smell better.

Then, D helped me zip up my dress, which I can just barely squeeze into. I bought it around this time last year, and never seem to find an occasion to wear it, even though it is one of my favorites. It was nice to have a reason to get all dressed up since I haven't been doing that much lately. I should do it more often really. It makes me feel better and more confident in myself, which is something I can totally use right now. Plus, D would be happy to get the 50's style housewife routine for a while I'm sure. Heck, I may even greet him with a drink when he gets home.

We then headed off to dinner. I wasn't sure where we were going and the route D drove gave me no clues, at least not for a while. We ended up at one of D's favorite places. Chick-fil-a.

It was kind of cute actually. I know it's one of his favorite places to eat and they were doing a special Valentine's date night thing. Table service, decorations, live piano playing, and a free milkshake were included. I guess it could have ended badly for him, but I thought it was funny. And really, I don't need much to be happy. A date night, some chocolates, and an excuse to dress up are perfectly fine with me. I'm just glad that he put some effort into making this a special night and the location of said night would never change that.

I hope you all had a wonderful day with your loved ones. I know I did.

Coming and Going - Holiday Edition

This Christmas was a little odd for me. I guess I have been to distracted thinking of the baby, work, and everything else to get really excited for it. Plus, it doesn't feel exactly real since D and I stayed in Los Angeles. I've never had a Christmas without family or Tennessee weather.

That said, it was a nice respite from everyday life. The roommate went home, so it was just D and I all alone. Our Christmas was literally book-ended by doctor's appointments that went excellently, so I'm a happy girl.

Anyway, here are some pictures of our Christmas celebrations.

We drove by the Christmas lights of a nearby block that goes all out to start the holiday. 

We saw a really good Santa when we stopped at a mall in Century City after dropping the roommate at the airport. 

On Christmas Eve, we got to see our girl! Those cheeks. I die.  Funny story... they were trying to get her to move her hand for the picture, but instead she just rolled over. Already stubborn. 

Our family as we celebrated later on Christmas Eve. 

Our lovely little tree on Christmas morning. 

Eleanor is already getting spoiled on Christmas morning and she isn't even born yet. She got some sweet clothes, a handmade blanket, some books, monogrammed bibs, and a monogrammed pillow from various members of D's family. 

Hot chocolate (with marshmallows and sprinkles) made in our new Keurig. 

Happy Holidays.