I am so annoyed with myself. I feel like I’m slipping into the anxiety ridden stress fest that I used to be. I am not quite sure how to snap out of it.
It’s like I’ve bitten off more than I can chew, but I’m still starving.
This is from a couple of weeks ago, but it pretty much sums up my emotions now. Hrmph.
I caught a fish.
These photos don’t even need to be touched up. Not that I have any time to edit photos anymore, I hardly have time to post. Blogger fail. Anyways, Wyatt and I headed up to Seeley Lake by ourselves on Friday to stay at my Aunts cabin, I stupidly didn’t take any photos even though I am pretty sure I found the place we are getting married… and then Saturday Tim met me after fishing all day and we came back down to Bozeman, only to head right up to Hyalite Reservoir Sunday morning. I learned how to cast a fly rod, friends came up to meet us and we were going to barbecue until the world’s biggest storm started rolling in over the mountains. We packed up and headed home and barbecued and hung out in town. Monday we drove back up to Hyalite and met a ton of friends, I swear it was like outdoor daycare there are so many freaking kids and fished, ate, laughed and had the most incredible day. Not sure who follows me on Instagram, but I have a picture that Tim took of Wyatt and I posted that is just so beautiful. Not me, but Wyatt and the scenery of course! We are just so fucking lucky to have the most incredible places right in our very own backyard. It’s going to be an insane summer, I can’t wait.
Why does not posting make me feel guilty?? I have been so busy and any and all downtime is spent lounging/catching up on sleep. Although I have to say, I have an amazing baby. He’s a great sleeper and super predictable thus far, I really can’t complain. Tomorrow he is one month old. That is fucking insane. Where does time go? My friend told me recently “with kids, it’s long days and short years” and I about burst into tears. Welp, we’re 1/12 into a year already and I am doing my best to savor every little thing. 
Wyatt Cutty Sakai.
Born April 23, 2013 at 11:35 pm. 6 pounds 7 ounces, 19.5 inches. 
It will be a little quiet around here as we all fall into this new wonderful life we’ve created, but pictures are being taken constantly (duh) and we will be back on track soon enough!
I actually finished this quilt awhile ago, but just got around to photographing it today. It was a warm spring day and Tim was actually home for once, so he took this perfectly framed picture. Thanks babe! I am really pleased with the size of this quilt, it is pretty unconventional, neither a baby blanket or a twin, but I like it. Trying to cram in projects before this baby gets here. Less than a week left!
I don’t know where this shit comes from, but I ain’t complaining! I found some Vivienne Westwood/Melissa heels at the freakin’ Goodwill! What?! In Bozeman, Montana? Where am I?
Anyways, they were $29.99, a little steep for a thrift store purchase, but not bad considering they retail at $200!!! I am debating keeping them, but really could sell them for a pretty profit. I mean, I doubt I’ll wear them often, but they are so fucking awesome. And they’re in perfect condition, never been worn. Hmmmmm
After the events in Boston yesterday it was especially reassuring to hear my baby’s heartbeat today at my midwife appointment. I don’t do much praying, but my thoughts go out to everyone that was there and all of the families of everyone that was hurt. Watching the footage was really scary for me, I can’t imagine how it would have felt to be there.
Here I am at 38 weeks and 4 days, baby is healthy and getting ready to make its grand appearance. Any day now….
PS. Sorry for all the sappy posts lately, must be the hormones talking. I’ll be back on track soon enough!
Not much to say besides, are we there yet? 38 weeks and at this point it feels like I am going to be pregnant forever. Come on little one, we’re getting impatient! And I want to know if you are a boy or a girl, the anticipation is killing me!
(Yes, there are still unpacked boxes. That one in the corner is actually the base of a lamp that the movers broke and we have yet to fix. I have a feeling it’s not going to be fixed anytime soon, but a girl can hope)
I don’t know exactly what happened this past week, but so many important people from all stages of my life have re-emerged and have shared with me their sweetest thoughts on our relationship and the effect I had on their lives. It is just so serendipitous with the soon arrival of this little baby. I feel like I needed the boost to get me through these next couple of weeks and without even asking, loved ones came out of the woodwork and fulfilled my needs.
A few nice words can make a week, but the overflow that I was given has made my year. I tried to convey to my friends how much what they said meant to me, but I don’t think I will ever be able to properly tell them. Thank you everyone I am very grateful for all the love in my life right now.
On another note, this is a very honest to god tired pic taken of me yesterday. These pants are my stretchiest and even these I’m struggling to fit in. Yikes, big, tired and ready. Soon little one, soon.
