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Sawyer’s Birth Story, Part II.

Phew! Alright, game on. We’re back from our 2 hour walk and it’s go-time. Time to get admitted and have us a bebe!

It’s around 10am when we are led to the labor and delivery room that was ready for us. HOLY BEJEEZUS. Let me just stop here and tell you that don’t worry, my contractions were definitely more advanced, but nothing cray-zay…yet. Instead, my jaw dropped when we walked into the room. The size of the rooms in the new hospital were no joke…they were ginormous.

This is the only photo we snapped that sort of shows the size – this was only 1/4 of the room! You could have a good size party in there.

Most people may not have noticed nor cared as much as we did…but since we were THISCLOSE to getting to deliver G in the new building back in January of 2012 but then learned construction was delayed “a few months”, we were stuck in the old hospital. I held out hope for awhile…but knew we’d need to have a 2nd kid, just so we could enjoy the new digs of their state-of-the-art family childbirth center. HA…kidding. 😉 But honestly, read this description of the rooms – doesn’t it sound like a hotel where you just might happen to have a baby?! Funny stuff – it actually did feel sort of like a vacation at certain moments. More on that later…

Contractions were progressing and the doctor came in around 10:30am to check on me and go over all of the scary things that could happen but probably wouldn’t (and luckily, none did). Before heading out for our vigorous walk at 7am, I was 4 cm. When the doctor checked me at 10:30, I was 5.5 cm…woo hoo! Progress! This was when we took the smiling photos you see above. I think the nurse mentioned to Anthony at one point that she could tell I was still in early labor because I was smiling so much, ha…that’s what you think, lady. Maybe I just have a high threshold for pain?! The doctor said she’d be back in 2 hours, around 12:30pm. Well, my high threshold for pain was reached pretty soon after the fun of laboring took its toll in an hour. I almost gave in and wanted an epidural…but it’s funny, at the point where I debated “can I keep doing this?! I wasn’t exhausted before, but now I feel like I may fall asleep standing up…what if it’s another 8 hrs?”, that’s when it was almost over and I needed to hold out. I was determined to go without an epidural again (even though I remembered the primal screaming from G’s labor and really hoped this time the pain wouldn’t be as piercing and unbearable) and Anthony knew that. He kept reminding me of how much progress I had made and how quickly it would all be over.

I don’t remember when I started feeling pressure as the baby shifted downward, but when I begged for the doctor to come back in and check despite it only being 11:45am, I was only 6 cm (not as much progress as I had hoped). She told me that I should keep in mind the option of them breaking my water. Since it hadn’t broken naturally yet, if she broke it, things would progress faster. Some people who are on their 2nd babies can deliver within 30 minutes after having their water broken, others take 2 hours…but knowing that most likely within 2 hours this little guy would be here and I’d be D-O-N-E, was very appealing at this point.

A little more pressure, a few more intense contractions later and it was a no-brainer: “I’ll take the breaking of my water, for $200 please, Alex.” So, around 1:20pm, that happened (and no it didn’t hurt; the worstp. The next 30 minutes were definitely a painful blur, but I consider myself extremely lucky to be able to say that, rather than it have been hours or even days (yes, that’s possible) of the worst pain you’ve ever felt in your life. The one part I clearly remember out of the painful blur though, was when I made the call that it was time to push…or so I convinced myself. I remember thinking to myself “that’s not what it felt like with Gabby…but I don’t know how much longer I can last…so maybe this is it?” and when I asked the nurse how I’d know it was time, since I was “sort of feeling pressure…” she replied “oh you’ll know. it’s unmistakeable.”

Awesome. So now not only am I still unsure if I should push or wait, making me anxious that it still isn’t time to be done yet, but I’m feeling like the lower half of my body is going to explode and I’m dreading every contraction, all at the same time. I muscled through a few more contractions and as the nurse came back in to check on me, I mumbled that I thought it was time. Now, here’s the thing – 75% of my rational mind didn’t think I was really ready to push, but I heard the doctor say I was 9.5cm and that technically I could push through it. I was worried of 2 things happening if I wasn’t really ready: 1) I’d use up all of my remaining strength too early and 2) I’d hurt myself and wind up tearing unnecessarily.

Well, I might as well have signaled for the troops to come in because just like that, they descended…but not so fast. It wasn’t the right group that came in. I was facing away from the door with my eyes closed, fists clenched around the bed frame trying to get through a contraction, when I hear a woman say “Hi, I’m so-and-so, the resident who will blah, blah, blah…” All I needed to hear was RESIDENT instead of DOCTOR. I went ballistic. Now, you may not know why this is such a big deal to me since you haven’t had the benefit of knowing G’s birth story but to bring everyone up to speed quickly, for G’s birth my doctor left. Like legit, LEFT the hospital and went home. This was before the hospital required at least one doctor from their practice to be there at all times, as they do now. My doctor was convinced that I wasn’t going to have the baby until the next morning. At 8:53pm, G was born…and after a mad scramble for a doctor, any doctor, to be present as I was told to “stop pushing and hold the baby in!” (#$%!^&?!), the resident OB delivered her. She appeared all of about 25 years old and I was completely unprepared for a stranger to be staring between my legs. So, not to rehash Gabby’s birth, but it was kind of a big deal to me to have just one of the 8 female doctors I had seen throughout this pregnancy, as the one to be there through this delivery. Especially since at almost every appointment as it got closer to the end, we confirmed with them that a situation like that, wouldn’t happen again. And then I hear it’s another resident?! Yeah. Not ok with me. I think the “conversation” (using the term loosely) went something like this:


“Ok, no, no, don’t worry, the doctor is on her way…” says both Anthony and the nurse on the other side of me. Unwanted resident and her sidekick start to retreat out of the room (as I was told by Anthony after the fact).


And probably in 30 seconds but what felt like 10 minutes, the doctor was there and in position. I turned around and the spotlights were on. I closed my eyes, clung to the bed for dear life and just remember being told to push and take deep breaths. About 4 pushes later, Sawyer arrived at 1:50pm. I remember the doctor telling me to look down, that he was out…but I just couldn’t believe it was over that quickly! I finally opened my eyes and will never forget seeing his face looking up with both of his arms outstretched, reaching towards me, as if he was trying to scream “Hi, Mommy, I’m here!” 🙂 And then I just sobbed happy tears in disbelief that this little Anthony-mini-me was inside of me this whole time. I was done, we did it and he was perfect.

Let’s recap: formally admitted at 10am, broke water at 1:20pm, baby born at 1:50pm. Sounds like my body was more ready than I thought.

Without further ado…

The rule is typically that 2 hours after delivery, they move you to a mother/baby room. Similar to Gabby’s birth, the hospital was overcrowded and there were no open and clean rooms for us to move to. Fine by us since in labor/delivery we had 24 hr visiting hours which meant Minke and Pop-Pop could meet their grandson later that night! They started the trip as soon as we told them we were being admitted, but with traffic, they only arrived around 9pm.

Sawyer’s first visitor was his big sister.

Every time I look at these photos, I tear up! Gabriella was SO happy and excited to finally be able to meet “Tiny”. I have to admit, I was nervous about this moment.

I hoped G would be this excited, but I also mentally prepared myself for her to see him and care less. Or, see me holding him and get jealous and throw a tantrum. We made sure to have a gift bag of goodies just for G and even had a new stuffed animal from Sawyer, for Gabby. In the end, none of it mattered. The gift bag came in handy when she left with Aunt Raq, so she could go home and have fun playing with some new toys, but really, all the girl wanted to be around was us…and her new brother. She was (and still is) so incredibly gentle, sweet, concerned and willing to help with all things Sawyer. #myheartmeltsmultipletimesaday #howdidwegetsolucky

Our first photos as a family of four!

Next up was Aunt Raq…the best aunt around for so many reasons. Watch out Raquela, I have a feeling these 2 are going to be trouble when you babysit as they get older! 😉

We got into the mother baby room around 11pm and the next morning, fell in love with all of the natural light and space we had to spread out. As I mentioned earlier, the room we stayed in with Gabby was part of the old hospital and definitely less than half the size, with a window the size of a cereal box.

Look at the hair on this kid! We love it. I really hope it stays strawberry blonde like this…

Saturday was a day of visitors…

The photo on the right (of Daddy holding her babies) was taken by Gabby, my newest photography assistant. Seriously, the girl is good.

Then on Sunday before we left to officially start our life at home with 2 kids (!), we had to have a quick photoshoot, of course!

…in summary, life is now an equal balance (well, most days) of excitement and exhaustion…and we wouldn’t have it any other way. 🙂












April 20, 2015 · 9:28 pm

Sawyer’s Birth Story, Part I…

The unknown…it’s what gave me the most anxiety this time around. I think knowing enough about the labor and delivery process “to be dangerous” as they say, wasn’t helping things. Ignorance truly is bliss when you’re a first time mom…or at least when it’s your first time giving birth. Knowing what I know now, I’m happy it’s not my first rodeo anymore when it comes to the things you struggle with and quickly need to figure out on a daily basis!

But here goes…truth be told, I haven’t yet documented Gabby’s birth story. It’s as different as different can be compared to Sawyer’s – furthering the mantra everyone kept telling me, that each kid is different / their own person / yada, yada, yada. So, if I had taken that advice to heart, I should have known this was how it would all work out! 🙂

At 1:30am on Friday, April 3rd, I woke up to pee. This would happen every night and I’d go right back to sleep. This time though, I was having a contraction when I tried to go back to sleep. Somehow, 2:30am came around and I was still having noticeable contractions. At that point, I decided to time them… they were 5 minutes apart and lasting for about a minute…! And then the thoughts swirled around in my head… “OMG. This is what the doctor told me to watch for and then come to the hospital. This is really happening! Or is it? Are these just more intense Braxton Hicks contractions? I need to wake Anthony up and tell him! I hope its not a false alarm!? Stop thinking and just act on it, Naomi. Its not like you’re going back to sleep anyway…just wake Anthony up, damn it.” I was still for another minute, enjoying the dark, quiet peacefulness of the house at 3am. Then Anthony stirred and I sensed a break in his sleep – if I didn’t want to startle him, it was now or never.

“Anthony, I think I’m having contractions…” I whispered.

He stirred a bit then sat up and said, “wait, like the real kind? not Braxton Hicks?”

“Well, yeah, I think… they’re not super unbearable, but they are more painful than normal…” Since my water broke with Gabby but contractions never started on their own, this was one of the unknowns for me…what do real labor contractions start off feeling like?

“ok… oh crap…” says Anthony and we both sit up in bed, deciding what to do next.

“Don’t worry, we have plenty of time, I’m not in that much pain at all. I’m gonna take a shower.” I jump in the shower as Anthony runs around the house getting last minute things ready for Aunt Raq, who was about to find out it was time to come over and watch Gabby!

I wrote a few last minute notes to Aunt Raq about Gabby’s routine as Anthony showered quickly. Riese was convinced it was not only breakfast time but that a party was ensuing, lol. At this point, it was 3:30am and I called Raq. I remember her answering with “oohhhh boy…!” as I said “I think it’s time for you to come to our house so we can go to the hospital. Don’t speed but don’t dawdle either…” By 4:30am, we were on our way to the hospital with too many belongings (camera/iPad bag, gifts for the big sister, a birthing ball, our clothes, a bag full of stuff for Sawyer, toiletries…).

The biggest concern I had at this point was, what food we were going to pickup on the way to the hospital. PRIORITIES, people! If there’s one thing I had heard loud and clear from not only friends, but even my doctor, it was to make sure you eat before they admit you. Once you’re in the hospital and under their care, nothing but broth/clear fluids and popsicles are on the menu. It turns out, our options were minimal near the hospital but there was a DD’s that opened at 5am…YAHTZEE.

We parked and walked up to DD only to find that it was dark and locked…well, it was only 4:55am. We waited on the corner under the glow of a street lamp and hoped that an employee would arrive since it was absolutely “time to make the donuts” (anyone else remember that slogan and the DD guy from the 80’s/90’s?). Sure enough, at 4:59am a car sped around the corner, parked and a guy ran out. He was our guy! He had keys in hand and asked if we were getting coffee. I responded yes, and breakfast sandwiches. Those were THE reason I was there, let’s be honest. I wasn’t in need of any coffee, but A definitely deserved some. So as we waited for our last meal before the fun began, another employee asked me when I was due. HA…to which I responded, “ummm, we’re headed to the hospital right from here…I’m in labor but wanted some food first.” The look on her face was priceless. She whispered something about me being in labor to the guy preparing our food and not only did he start moving at warp speed, but he didn’t charge us…at all. How sweet was that? Or maybe they both were really scared they’d witness a live birth on the floor if we lingered any longer!

It was 5:15 when we got to Labor and Delivery’s triage reception area (where we were told to go during our hospital tour). No one was there. Both of us were very confused…HUH? It’s a hospital. Aren’t they open 24 hrs a day? Where is everyone? Isn’t shift change only at 7am? Why is it silent and empty?! We wandered down the hallway a bit more and found the actual triage rooms were staffed with a nurse…who looked at us like we were crazy when I very calmly and quietly said “hi, we’re here to check-in because I think I’m in labor”…think of the tone you’d use when asking a waitress for more ketchup for your french fries. That was me. No rush, no worries, not a care in the world. We finally got in a triage room around 6am and were told the resident nurse/midwife from the hospital and my doctor would be in to check me “shortly”. Mind you, as soon as I got comfortable in the bed, my contractions essentially stopped. WTF. I was not going to be happy if they told us to go home because it was a false alarm! At 6:40am, the nurse midwife stopped in. She checked me and said I was maybe 3.5cm and 70% effaced. I was not a fan of this lady because not only did it take her 40 minutes to see me (and we were told we were the only patients there at that time), but I was 3cm and 75% effaced at my last appt. on Monday. There’s no way in 5 days I went backwards. My doctor showed up shortly after and said this:

“No, I’d say you’re closer to 4cm and 90%.” HALLELUJAH!

She sat back and said “here’s what we can do…I can strip your membranes and then I’m gonna have you go for a walk. a brisk 1-2 hour walk…I want you uncomfortable, I want these contractions closer together. Since it’s your second child, we don’t want to send you home. Some people go from 4cm to 10cm in 30 minutes. If you go home, you could have this baby in the car or at your house. So, we’ll admit you once you’re back from the walk.” MUSIC TO MY EARS! Again, another difference between this pregnancy and Gabby’s was, I was so ready this time. Ready to meet our little man. Ready to get my body back. Ready to just be a family of 4! Some people may have walked in circles around the hospital’s lobby…but us Cataldos like to do things in the most complex way possible, so we decided to take the party outside and walk to Penn Station. A little over a mile each way, with hills. No joke! I turned it into a photo tour at prominent and meaningful-to-us landmarks. Hey, who says early labor can’t be fun?

Time to stop and build up momentum and energy to share the rest of the story with y’all! It’ll go fast from here on out, I promise! 🙂 Go grab a donut and get ready for Part II, coming soon…


April 16, 2015 · 9:55 pm

Hello World!

Let’s not talk about how long it’s been since we’ve shared any updates or new DIY projects…suffice it to say, it’s been too long! But, you’ll have to trust us that we have been making progress with house/yard projects and we have a few good excuses reasons for not stopping in to say hi and share. Not only have we been diligently working on the basement (which deserves a post of it’s own soon!), but we’ve converted our upstairs guest bedroom into a new bedroom for the tiniest of people…because THIS little guy is now part of our family! 🙂

Insert happy dance here!

But before we get ahead of ourselves with pictures of snuggly, chubby baby cheeks, here’s a sneak peek of the 2 projects we were determined to reach at least 90% completion before “Tiny” arrived. Until now, we had our master bedroom, G’s bedroom and the guest bedroom upstairs. The plan when baby #2 came along was to transform the guest room into their nursery/bedroom and create a guest bedroom in the basement. The phasing of the nursery was contingent on getting the basement pretty far along, so that we could move all of the furniture once the carpet was installed and only have to move furniture once. There are too many lessons learned to get into here, so I’ll save that for another post!

Here’s what the basement looked like when we bought the house – and it stayed like this (well, actually it got worse…chock full of stuff everywhere!) until we started renovations in September 2014. Please excuse the dark and terrible before image – documenting the true nastiness of this space wasn’t a priority while touring the house since we knew we’d use it for nothing more than storage for awhile. 😉

All of the glamorous framing work you see was done by the man-of-many-talents…the better half of our duo. 🙂 This is the same view as above, the stairs are just off to my right in the photo. You can see the column and far window to the right, to get your bearings. The room enclosed by the wall the light switches are on is going to be a full bath and laundry room.

Here’s where things stand today…keep in mind that while you see painted walls, carpet and a couch, the space is far from done. We have wood window sills, tons of built-ins and the stairs/railings still to do, to name a few upcoming projects. Oh, and more interesting walls to come…that’s all I’m at liberty to say. 🙂 So, stay tuned for those updates!

And here’s what the 3rd bedroom looked like before we got our hands on it. It’s amazing to me how small it looks when there’s nothing in there to give it scale!

Sorry for the inconsistent angle, but it’s the only shot I have of it as our guest room. Make note of that larger-than-life accent green color… 😉

Unlike the basement, this room is finally actually done now. 🙂 🙂 🙂 We’ll be back with a recap showing each wall of the room in a separate post – there are a lot of fun little details and pieces to tell you about!

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Thanksgivukkah 2013

So I failed to keep my promise to you and share our Thanksgiving feastivus with you before the warm weather arrived…but I’m hoping I can get a pass this time because technically, the 70 degree weather was here for 1.5 days and is now nowhere to be found. The wind gusts the other night and the recent temperatures (high of 32?!) are making me feel like March really is the most bipolar month to ever exist. Update: I started writing this a few days ago when it was in the 20s outside. Now it was 60 yesterday and tomorrow 2-6″ of snow are predicted for Baltimore…?!?! Seriously? Hi, climate change, you’re obviously very real now…doesn’t mean I have to like you.

Let’s cut to the chase and present our scrumptious menu, shall we? 🙂 Oh wait, I forgot to mention, this year was the first (and last ever…at least not for another 75,000 years) time that the first night of Hanukkah and Thanksgiving fell on the same day. INSANITY! Hanukkah has never been this early. Totally threw us all for a loop. Talk about getting your shopping done early…I did not. Who is really done by Thanksgiving anyway?! If you ARE one of those people, please come help me with gift-giving ideas in the future. Anyway, this is a good fact to keep in mind as you check out our menu. Some items are a fantastic blend of both of our family’s traditions and cultures. 🙂

We had way too much fun coming up with the centerpieces and decorations for our house. It was the first time we were getting to use not only our new Pottery barn table, but the extension leaves to host everyone! Good thing we took the wall down between our dining room and kitchen…we needed all the space we could get to gather around the table. That’s a good problem to have. 🙂

If you look closely in the photo above, you’ll see 3 little turkey friends. We made them with G and she had SO much fun doing it! All they required were basic craft ingredients from Michael’s that added lots of color and smiles to the table: pipe cleaners, buttons, pom-poms, clothes pins, styrofoam balls and googly eyes. Now, if only we could find some more easy and inexpensive crafts to do together to keep our little artiste a happy lady!

We made the ‘Gobble, Gobble’ sign below using cardstock that was on sale at Michaels, tracing the printed letters onto gray cardstock and threading yellow ribbon through them all. G’s little mini handprint turkey was a nice centerpiece divider!

In between food prep, playing and eating, there was a lot of this…

Chillaxing at its finest. 🙂

Look who I found! One proud little girl learning to walk as we watched!

So, now that this event is behind us, I can say that it wasn’t that bad making all of the food ourselves! We just paced ourselves and spread it out over a 2 week period. Oh, and having family that were willing to bring everything else, helped a bit too. 🙂 I also need to give credit where credit’s due. See that turkey and fried shrimp? Yeah, that was all my incredibly talented hubby’s contribution. We used an oven bag (best recommendation ever!) and it was some of the tastiest turkey I’ve ever had.

Here was our first try at tackling the menu for all 13 of us (some of the bros couldn’t make it and  thank god the 3 dogs didn’t need to be factored in…lol):

  • Turkey
  • …the fix-in’s of course: gravy and cranberry relish, made by no other than the incredible Minke!
  • Fried Shrimp (it’s a family tradition)
  • Italian Sausage Stuffing
  • Challah Stuffing
  • Horseradish Mashed Potatoes
  • Sweet Potato Casserole
  • Brussel Sprouts
  • Parmesan Butternut Squash
  • Mini Noodle Kugels (Minke!)

These next few photos are what it’s all about. Family, love, hugs, and memories made at home. Here’s to our new home and lots of future big family gatherings!

Some of the desserts were brought to us by Aunt Raq and Minke…rum cake (my dad’s favorite!), pumpkin cake balls and pecan pie; and we made cranberry lemon bars, apple squares and a pumpkin roll. The feast didn’t stop at the main meal! 🙂 Happy birthday Aunt Christine and Pop-Pop!

Our Hanukkah celebration involved multiple menorahs of course; the menurkey was my favorite. Can’t wait for next year…now that we know how to keep 18 things coming out warm all at the same time, we got it in the bag (pun intended)!


March 16, 2014 · 2:32 pm

I’ll be thankful for snow come July.

It’s March 4 and there’s fresh snow outside, coupled with bitter cold temps. I read this morning that BWI set a record low for this day in history: 4 degrees. What gives, Mother Nature?!

I know…since we still haven’t lived here a full year yet, you’re just giving us lots of snow days to enjoy at home in our “new” house (or testing our patience and creativity with multiple days off of work and at home with a toddler. I know our little ‘marshmallow’ is adorable, but…some of us are teetering on negative vacay time)! Well, just FYI, our chimney needs lots of work before it can crackle and keep us warmly curled up alongside of it, so we’d appreciate it if you’d save some of the snow and frozen weather for next year too, ok? Spread the love a little.

At this point in the year, my recipe ideas tend to focus on corned beef, irish soda bread and hamantaschen. But, this year I still seem to be stuck on comfort meals that come steaming out of the crockpot, mainly because it’s been so cold out. All I want to do is sit on the couch with delicious aromas wafting out of a machine that’s doing all the work for me! So, since my brain is still in cold weather mode and comfort foods (and oh yeah, I may have never gotten to sharing this with y’all right after the actual holiday happened. oops!)…how about we revisit a wonderful Cataldo holiday that combines chilly temperatures and completely fills your belly up with cozy goodness. It’s called Thanksgiving. And yes, it’s a holiday that everyone celebrates, not just our family as I referred to above, but when I met Anthony, I learned that Thanksgiving is THE most important holiday in his family. 🙂

Hold on, I just realized I have 30 photos of the big ol’ feast to share. They’re not all gonna get uploaded tonight so let’s break this post into 2, shall we? Consider it my way of spreading the love. Mother Nature, take note.

Part 2 coming to you before it gets warm outside…I promise. At this point, what’s another day, right? 😉


March 4, 2014 · 11:14 pm

5 years of wedded bliss.

We celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary back in September. A little over 5 months ago. Go figure…Anthony always said 5 was his lucky number, so it’s perfect. Or a totally cheesy excuse as to why I’m only getting to these now. You decide. 😛

One of the things we love to do when on vacation is stay at a B&B…we hunt and hunt for one with charm, character, modern amenities, and walkability to local shops/restaurants/sights. So far we’re 4 for 4. 🙂 This time, our criteria also included being within a 2-3 hour drive from Baltimore since Aunt Raq was watching G for us (MAJOR AWESOMENESS!). After days of searching, we landed on Gettysburg. I’d never been but Anthony worked on a project there (at Gettysburg College) years ago. We were both excited to learn more about the history of the battlegrounds, but even more so to just get 48 uninterrupted hours together to eat, drink and be merry…and not be at the mercy of a nap schedule. 😉

The Brickhouse Inn was nothing short of spectacular in every way. Highly recommend it!!!

The minute we arrived, we were greeted with freshly baked chocolate cake and iced tea…and the ability to chill our champagne. Yessssss. We chose the Carriage House for our home away from home. It was a privately-entered-off-of-the-garden, loft-like sort of space that was the perfect size.

Here’s the lush and tranquil garden and patio space between the 2 old homes that made up the Inn. The Carraige House was to the right of this photo. We were lucky enough to be able to have breakfast out here both mornings! The weather cooperated, which is unheard of in our marriage. The weather cooperating for any big event? Crazy talk. We pinched ourselves multiple times. The grounds, the hospitality, the peacefulness, the fresh baked goods each afternoon and the fact that we could walk from our B&B right into town…we couldn’t have asked for a better getaway!

The green and yellow building below is the old, original RR station for the city of Gettysburg. Why can’t all RR stations be like this one and look like something out of a magazine?

We decided to take a horseback ride tour (provided by Artillery Ridge Campgrounds) through the battlegrounds to learn as much as we could about the Civil War. Best decision ever. Having a furry four-legged friend accompany us as we heard some of the serene timeline of events, kept everything in perspective.

This was the view as far as the eye could see. It was surreal to think of it as a place so many people lost their lives.

The trip was absolutely perfect and so needed for this weary mommy + daddy. 😉

Here’s to another 55 years, A! 🙂

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February 13, 2014 · 11:19 pm

Happy Everything!

Hope everyone enjoyed the holidays (which stretched from Thanksgiving right through New Years in our house!).  Here’s wishing you the very best in 2014!  Daycare was closed between Christmas and New Years, so we’ve been home with these little monsters all week:




Needless to say, between our PJ dance parties, cookie-making, and generally just running circles through the house, we haven’t focused much on work or the blog.  Another installment of ‘room-by-room’ reviews and some other fun new developments will be coming soon!



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January 8, 2014 · 3:28 pm