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I love Jesus Christ and devote my life to following Him. I'm madly in love with my husband jon. I'm the mother of the most perfect babies in the world. I'm a Senior Sales Associate at my beloved Anthropologie. I'm a reader, thinker, lover, believer and traveler. I'd trade in the chicago skyline for the pacific coast any day. i love a good vino. i love my books. i'm creative as creativity goes but always wanted to be a painter. i prefer letter writing over emailing. And I always try to be a kinder person.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

My boy

(picture above is from April 2007 - Me and my livie, less then a week after she was born)

Today I am 37.5 weeks pregnant. In two and a half weeks (or hopefully less) I will meet my sweet baby Judah. Throughout the entire pregnancy, I've been thrilled about having another little one...but today it all hit me.

I had a doctors appointment and they gave me a free ultrasound so they could make sure he was head down. Sure enough, he was...and the ultrasound tech gave me a sneak peek of my sweet baby boy's profile. I saw his little lips (that look like momma's) and his teenie nose (that resembles his daddy's). He had his arm draped across his eyes, a trait we've become use to seeing during our ultrasounds. She double checked his little boy parts to make sure he was indeed a little boy...and all these pictures made me realize that I have a full sized beautiful amazing newborn inside of me.

It made me want to hold him, kiss him, love on him...introduce him to his big sister. I can't wait to meet him. I can't wait to name him. I can't wait to hear his cry and count his little fingers and toes. I feel insanely blessed.

It might sound crazy...but I'm ready for sleepless nights (it's not as if I'm getting the best sleep of my life now anyway). I'm ready to get to know him...get to know his cries and what he loves best. I'm ready to see how our sweet Alivia wants to help and how she reacts to a new little member of our family. I'm ready for the good and the bad...the ease and the challenges. I'm ready to hold both my babies in my lap and praise the Lord for the miracles he has blessed me and Jon with.

I'm ready for Judah Timothy Kenneth Lindstrom to arrive. I can't wait!

Monday, May 10, 2010


My entire existance has become uncomfortable. I'm pretty sure I remember this state when I was pregnant with Alivia...but this time, its worse.

I have to keep reminding myself that I have 5 weeks left. It could be 3 weeks if I'm one of the lucky momma's that goes 2 weeks early. Here's hoping.

At this stage in my pregnancy, I feel like now is the time to look back at the last 8 months and look forward to what's to come very very soon. There are some major benefits to being pregnant with number 2...for one, there is SO much less worry. Having done this once, you know the aches and pains. Even if they are different, having gone through labor helps you decipher what warrents a call to the doctor and what doesn't. I can't tell you what a great relief it is to be without the worry of it all...and while there are things that keep me thinking, overall, the emotional part of this pregnancy has been quite pleasant.

There is also a great relief in knowing that I've done this once, so I can do it again. I've experienced the terrorizing pain of labor, I've been the sleepless mom, I've struggled through my first 8 weeks of nursing, I've done it all. Some have warned me that it's different because I have a toddler at home. I've been warned about the stress and how overwhelming it can get. Please note that I have accepted that these situations may very well be a part of my future, but those who know me well know I don't do stress. I see every situation as a choice; get stressed or choose to handle it differently. I, more often then not, choose to handle it differently. Call me me crazy...but I have confidence in my capabilities as a mother, I have confidence in my calm and patient husband and I have the utmost confidence in my well behaved three year old. All this to say, I'm not worried about it. One day at a time...

Perhaps that's the payoff. I might be emotionally together and less worried overall...but at the same time I'd do anything to just be comfortable for a few minutes. This pregnancy has been different physically. My first and second trimesters were the same as my first pregnancy...but my third brought all kinds of lovely ailments to the table. Raging heartburn, swollen feet, lots of Braxton hicks, aching back, painful legs, sensitive tatas and a never ending stretching belly. I've tried desperately to be pleasantly pregnant (physically) this time around, and have found for me that it's nearly impossible.

I'm 35 weeks. If screaming "get this baby outta me!" actually worked, you'd hear it from me. But for now, I'm going to take one day at a time...enjoying my alone time with my precious Alivia...taking advantage of every moment I can spend with my sweet husband, the love of my life...taking in every last full night of sleep...and enjoying my pregnancy (regardless how miserable I may feel by the end of the day)