Nothing But Bonfires

The Last Hurrah

Nothing But Bonfires — Thu, 20 Jun 2013 04:52:48 +0000

Sean and I went down to Palm Springs last weekend for a little last-minute R&R before the baby is scheduled to arrive in six weeks time. We wanted to get away, just the two of us, for a few days of not talking about the nursery or labor breathing or paternity leave, and to just enjoy hanging out with each other as a couple before we begin the rest of our lives together as a family. Yeah, I could call it a "babymoon," I guess, but then how could you ever take me seriously again?

33 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Fri, 14 Jun 2013 04:12:31 +0000

Exciting new things in this picture: Fence, grass seedlings, manicure.

Help, I Think I'm Being Haunted

Nothing But Bonfires — Mon, 10 Jun 2013 08:28:01 +0000

I'm starting to wonder whether I might be a magnet for the supernatural. Boom, show me another blog with a post that starts with that sentence. All the people who've been snoozing their way through the last several months of pregnancy posts just suddenly woke up, like oh really? Is she finally going to write something that doesn't have to do with needing to pee all the time?

32 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Fri, 07 Jun 2013 04:03:40 +0000

31 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Thu, 30 May 2013 08:38:09 +0000

This is me standing in front of Hamish's closet, which I cleaned out and organized last weekend. It remains the only thing I have done towards preparing the nursery, unless you count buying a rug for 65% off during a Memorial Day sale. Yeah, you do.

This morning I went to see my doctor for a routine visit, and in the middle of chatting about something or other, she said "well, now that you're 32 weeks pregnant, we can--"

Our Bedroom: Everso Slightly Different Than The Last Time You Saw It

Nothing But Bonfires — Sun, 26 May 2013 23:19:30 +0000

Hey, let's stop talking about babies for a second so I can invite you into my bedroom. You know, in the least creepy possible way. Actually, I don't think there's any way to say "so I can invite you into my bedroom" non-creepily, so maybe we should just back up so I can start over.

30 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Fri, 24 May 2013 08:57:43 +0000

Ol' Pointy and I went on a date with Sean to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art last night, where I stood in front of this Damien Hirst piece and smiled awkwardly at passersby who may actually have thought I was part of the exhibit.

28 & 29 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Mon, 20 May 2013 00:13:07 +0000

At 28 weeks pregnant, I flew eleven hours to London, took a three-hour train ride up to the north of England to attend my grandmother's funeral, then roadtripped another eight hours up to Scotland with my dad and sister to drop the latter back at university in time for her final exams. Somebody page Richard Curtis, because this sounds like a Britcom movie I'd pay to see.

Nobody Needs A Wipe Warmer (And Other Things I Hope You'll Tell Me)

Nothing But Bonfires — Tue, 14 May 2013 14:38:19 +0000

A few weekends ago, I sat down to make a baby registry. Wait, let me just rephrase that sentence: a few weekends ago, I sat down to make a baby registry and did not get up. For the entire 48 hours. Call it anxious first-timer nerves, call it "generally unable to purchase anything, eat anywhere, or make any other kind of decision for myself without first reading seven hundred reviews from other people," but I found the idea of making a baby registry more than a little daunting.

27 Weeks

Nothing But Bonfires — Tue, 07 May 2013 05:11:32 +0000

At 27 weeks, my pointy belly and I went down to San Diego to see my parents. (Also, I dyed my hair, as you may have noticed by the faintly Elvira-ish shade it seems to have turned since the last weekly photo. Apparently, L'Oreal and I have very different definitions of "dark brown.")