Dear...

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Dear Facebook Garage Sales, I should save us all the trouble and sign up for rehab therapy due to my pure addiction to you. Better than eBay. I check you literally every hour and have purchased flower pots, combat boots, baby goods and tennis shoes on you in the past 2 weeks. Whoops. Dearest chewy granola bars, who knew you would be the midnight snack lifesaver. I've downed an embarrassing amount of you guys in the past 15 days. Let the good times roll. BBC Network, I bestow the golden trophy of show creation on/to you and you alone. Between Doctor Who, Sherlock and Call the Midwife - you struck a creative tv goldmine. Beats all American tv all day everyday. To the inverter of color changing diapers, you da you da best! Lifesaver in the infant changing department. Sweet lil Levi, I am crazy madly insanely head over heels in love with you!! Everyday you catch me off guard with something new or more precious than the day before. I am loving this whole motherhood shindig.

Future of Forestry. Slow Your Breath Down - Monday Morning Motivation

Future of Forestry is one of those bands I have listened to for years and just recently saw via video and was surprised by the visuals of the band. Not who I pictured, but a million times better. One of my favorite songs.

Sweet Child of Mine

 photo photo_zpsc0cdc92e.jpg Being a momma bear to the sweetest boy on earth has by far been the coolest/most awesome/thrilling/insane experience ever! I am a huge fan of this little man. Levi is such a goof with all his faces and uncontrolled hiccups and constant snuggles. My favorite part of motherhood thus far has been watching other people fall in love with him. Is there a better joy than sharing the thing you most love with others?? He is beautiful and perfect and smells that perfect baby pink. So far we have enjoyed many naptimes, Gilmore Girl/The Office episodes, musical jam sessions and desserts galore. It is truly the best. I love you to the moon and back in a booze filled rocketship and back! You are already molding me into the best version of myself. I am so blessed to be your momma bear and I can't wait to tackle this adventure of life with you by my side.

Seven Day Snapshots

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Mommyhood has been in full swing at our house since the arrival of baby Levi last Monday, which has resulted in much blog neglect. These were the shots from the week right before popping out baby. Bopants had a work trip in New York City in my 39th week, so my parents came over for an extended slumber party just in case I went into labor early. We soaked up our week with movies, getting them hooked on Sherlock, hitting all my favorite eateries, some shopping and lots of selfies. We even fit in glasses shopping which inevitably resulted in my momma bear and I ceaselessly mocking my dad's desire for Ben Franklin glasses. Such a swell last week of non-babyness. Thankfully, Levi held on one more week till Bopants got home to make his big debut. Updates on motherhood to follow!

Young Rebel Set. Penny to My Name - Monday Morning Motivation

This gent's husky voice would be my ideal Jesus vocals - full of rasp and honesty. Love the subtle background drumming. Kudos.

Glass Pear. Where Is My Home? - Monday Morning Motivation

Any band who can bring chilling melodies to an old cathedral demands respect. Glass Pear first caught my attention with their song "Dizzy" and I have since been an avid fan. 1:40 is my version of a heavenly chorus. Just saying.

Late Night Hospital Thoughts

 photo p1_zpsc03510df.jpg It's 0:52 or almost 1am for you non-military time folks and baby bump and I are just soaking up some last minute moments sharing the humble abode that is my abdomen. Theoretically, I should be writing this retrospectively..not to mention specifically when I'm not hyped up on Ambien sleep meds. But tis life and I felt the time and urge to type out my slew of last minute pre-labor thoughts now. So here we go.

My thoughts are more in rant mode. Category style.

Hospitals. Free gown and towels. Cute babies. Insane amount of cleanliness. Questioning my utter lack of hand sanitizer along with 98% of the average person's cleaning products in my house right now. Aware of how much crap we lugged in. Including but not limited to: cute recycle awareness pillow, color blocked backing pack, baby carseat with stuffed animal securely strapped in.

Dinner. Starving. Playing pro con list of every possible meal before going into labor. How does one even accept that challenge? Go big or go home. 5 pieces of cheese pizza washed down with garlic sauce later I start to question my impulse decisions.

Entertainment. Spying on other's newborns seems frowned upon. Books..bleh to much thought. Netflix saves the day again. Mindy Kaling writer. The Office binge. Funny. Short. No labor/family drama or focus. We have a winner.

Pre-labor fun. Contractions. Not so cool. Uncomfy sloshy constricting. Sit in bed while the only thing that sounds remotely pain relieving involved a hot tub lazy river of sorts. **Million dollar idea here!! Hospitals should start installing these things like yesterday. Super warm lazy river streams with cabana boys and fake palm trees and beach bars where new moms to celebrate defeating this blasted discomfort.

Baby Levi. asdjf;alsdjkfalksjdf;aldjksf;asldfj;alskd. Excitement overload to see you TOMORROW. Freaking out insanely about the unknown and pain and weirdness of us no longer sharing a body. However, I keep getting that image from Harry Potter where Voldemort and Professor Quill share a turban head body which was super creepy... so now that's got me sidetracked. (blame the ambein, remember). You are going to be the coolest kiddo ever and I am pumped to share you in the world with all my other friends. Since I can't sleep anyways, feel free to come on out now!

For a special bonus:
some final pre-birthing Pillow talk with Bopants and Levi

Bopants: *leaning head on my 9 month preggo stomach "Oh! You are just walking on my face riht now! I bet have a big head. Don't worry though, we'll get you outta there. We'll just bust open this body!"
and by "this body" he was referring to his 9 month pregnant wife

Bopants: "Leviiiiii. Are you hungry or are you sleepin? Am I talking to a stomach or am I talking to my son? I just don't know sometimes little guy..you get so quiet. Give me some kicks!!"

Me: "Feel Levi just jabbing his knee/ankle/boney body part into the side of my body
Bopants: "I don't feel anything."
Me: "That's probably because he just moved."
Bopants: "Yeah, because he know I was coming and didn't want to get into trouble." *pause* "He is such a good boy!"