Our Little Kindred — 15 Week Bumpdate

Our Little Kindred — 15 Week Bumpdate


Already this experience of motherhood has been life changing and soulful to the core. I have experienced already some truly magnificent moments while in this chapter of early motherhood, with the exciting realization that this is just the start. There is such beauty and untold spiritual strength in recognizing what it takes to be a mother —  to think I have only begun to scratch the surface. My appreciation for my own mama and the women that have acted as key influencers in my womanhood and who I have become has expanded in magnitude. Not only that but my love for Brian steadily grows more with every moment and each milestone. 

This week was full of happenings, most of which I've written down with pen & paper. As much as I love preserving my memories here, I will always be drawn back to the tangible, there in lies my deep fascination of preserving and documenting in a way that I think the internet will never do it justice. Since my 10 week mark, Brian has been taking pictures of my growing bump, and I've been writing down a lengthly letter to our sweet baby to be, at the end of this exciting chapter of pregnancy my hope is to have compiled a beautiful book with a more in depth account of our lives with the photographs of progress filling the pages. 



Okay, so I'm going to refrain from using the term "cravings" because I actually haven't experienced any sort of, "I must have this now or I'll wither away and die" type of feelings. If you know Bri & I at all you know that eating out for us is few and far between, but more than anything we never (ever) eat fast food. Also, I am indeed a die hard water drinker, seriously I don't drink anything else. 

Hilariously enough, nothing has quite hit the spot this last week like Chick-Fil-A's freshly squeezed lemonade. Where do I even begin? I can't even explain that one to you. I have eaten at Chick-Fil-A maybe three times in my entire existence, and we're talking fries & shakes here folks, I have actually never had their lemonade before. Someone explain this weird pregnancy preference to me?

My other food favorites this week are very basic house salads & plain french fries. We'll see how long the lemonade craze lasts, since I think the longest food favorite was peaches, which I roughly wanted to eat non-stop for a solid three weeks.


It's pretty much stayed the same my entire pregnancy, nothing will churn my stomach quicker than the smell of chicken or garlic. Other than that, I normally love ice cream, almond milk, or even just eating cereal in the morning, but it just doesn't really do anything for me, it feels like I'm just consuming cardboard.


Speaking of lemonade, Brian has been picking up a small glass for me just about every day this week after work, when finally my genius husband explained the dilemma of having a pregnant wife who was terribly in love with their lemonade and that he would like to purchase the largest size available. He came home with an entire gallon of that beautiful sweet nectar, an 8oz. container of their fry sauce, four bags of frozen french fries from Harmons, and a giant bottle of salad dressing. I had no idea he was coming home with all of that food and I couldn't help but just started busting up when he walked through the door. I swear, he knows me better than anyone and I love him for that.


Apparently Brian woke up in the middle of the night to having absolutely no covers what so ever, being absolutely bewildered by his current predicament he sat up and discovered that I had completely wrapped myself into a tight burrito sushi roll with all of our blankets. He tried to delicately unroll them from me, and then not so delicately unroll them from me, but alas, I would not budge and he was left blanketless.  


One of the biggest aspects of parenthood that Brian has been looking forward to most is reading to our children at night. You can imagine how beyond sweet the moment was when he asked if we could stop by our local bookstore to pick up a book to start reading to our tiny growing baby. So we did just that, he picked out the book, "Fantastic Mr. Fox" by Roald Dahl, and that night he read three chapters out loud right next to my bump. The Wes Anderson movie has a giant soft spot in our hearts, it's not only Brian's favorite movie, but also my brother's. I guess you could say we're a bit on the sentimental side. 





Interviews! I've been fascinated lately with expanding my creative horizons, and tapping into the minds of other artists, mainly photographers, and mainly because I have ARC to blame.


I have been in denial a bit at just how badly I really need to just bite the bullet and buy maternity clothes already. I may or may not have been living in the same four dresses for the last two weeks, but even those have slowly started to creep up inch by inch. Finally I gave in as I tried to put on my favorite black & white gingham pants, my zipper wide open, with the button a solid four inches away from ever reaching closing. Brian just looked at me, and immediately took me to buy my first pair of maternity pants. I swore I'd never wear those mom to be pants over the summer, and yet, here I am at fifteen weeks loving every second in my new found favorite five inch stretchy waist band jeans. 


As if this week wasn't filled with more hilarious happenings than were necessary, right as we came home from taking these photos I opened my car door to a full grown porcupine in our driveway — you just can't make this stuff up.  On top of that my mountain of pillows keeps climbing, and I'm trying to find the most comfortable way to sleep at night. I'm sure there were a plethora of quirky moments that I could keep spilling out, but all I can think of to say is that this week has been a joyful one, we have so loved what 15 weeks has brought, and we're excited to see what's in store for 16.  

Gluten Free Blueberry Lemon Scones

Gluten Free Blueberry Lemon Scones

Finding Peace in the Imperfect

Finding Peace in the Imperfect