Life

We've been busy, so I haven't been posting. But I'm not sorry, because the blog is for fun, not for guilt. I've been nursing and burping and worrying and enjoying our baby, sleeping and taking walks and cooking (a little) and not washing dishes and sneaking in a shower every day and enjoying E's company this past month. (He's back to work today.)

I've been trying out my cloth diapers:

Using up the last week of our CSA produce- I love love love swiss chard:

You can also see the butternut squash and, way back there, roasted eggplant topped with garlic.

I've been spending time with my in-laws and going to church and calling my mom and trying to figure out what foods make my little one's tummy hurt. Planning for Christmas and catching up on gifts and phone calls and sending out birth announcements and doing lots (and lots and lots) of laundry. Life is good.

(ps- don't miss another new post below. Who knows when there will be more. Because of, you know, life.)

Things hoped for

We are so glad to be a family of three! In case anyone reads this who hasn't heard (T in Baltimore, have I lost you in my irregular posting?), Baby H's arrival into the world was awesomely smooth. SHE (!!!!!) did great, and is now progressing in normal 8-week-old style. (Basically, she cries a lot, sleeps a lot, and eats a lot. But she's really cute, and we'll go through a lot to see her smile during her 20 happy minutes a day.)

During my time in the hospital (and even before), I dreamed of taking H to the apple orchard/farm/fall festival place with E this October. I figured even if we just took a picture of a screaming baby with a pumpkin, it would be a success. Even better- we had a happy and well rested baby (and parents as well rested as we get these days). We overdid it a bit- we were still paying the price two days later of spending six hours that evening trying to get an overtired baby to stay asleep- but it was a beautiful, picture-perfect time.

We walked in the orchard:

and even found a few left over for H to "pick:"

My favorite spot:

E getting the best apple:

We had a picnic lunch, but there aren't pictures of that- we all ate, even baby H, so there weren't any spare hands for the camera. It was peanut butter and jelly, in case anyone was thinking we actually live a story-book life.

We made baby H take advantage of the photo ops:

(I like the grumpy bunny =)

And even walked down to the pumpkin patch. It was overrated, but we got this picture:

This was the conclusion we were looking for all those long weeks. It feels great.