Friday, September 27, 2013

Lucille Marie Spurgeon

Hello Enlarging Marge fans. Meet Lucy.

I don't really know what to write. My brain is muddled. I am seriously sleep deprived. Bowl-full-of-jelly perfectly describes my belly. My nipples are scabby. My butt is still huge. Sitting isn't nearly as fun as it should be. And I am totally in love with my ladies. (And Will.)

Birth story and photos to come. But in the meantime...





p.s. A HUGE thanks to Grandma Betty for helping me navigate these first days as mom of two...

Monday, September 23, 2013

She's here...

Baby Girl Spurgeon arrived at 8:05 p.m. on September 22, her Grandma Katie's birthday. The family is fabulous. Details, and a Daddy picked name to come.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Ready for baby...

We had some birthday fun yesterday!
Yay Leah!

And a big thanks to pal Maria for these impromptu shots...

We're ready to meet #2...

Oh yeah...
 And Grams was there too!

Friday, September 20, 2013

Beach Babe Maizey

More of Escanaba =  more of the beach.

First, some shots taken at Wells Park, post a disappointing visit to the weirdest zoo on earth. We should have skipped right to the picnic.




"Bombs Away!" 

Followed by the "Who needs a swimsuit when Gram's around?" game...


More nudity ensued (as pal Karyn pointed out, a theme for the trip). 

Then, nearing the end of our visit, one last afternoon at my old employer... the Escanaba Beach.






What a love-filled, outdoor-inspired trip it was.

Now, on to the next adventure - birthing this baby!

Monday, September 16, 2013

Itttttt's a pizza...

More posts from our time Up North.

This edition? Maizey makes deep dish.
  

 Demonstrating her "No,David!" mouth...



Delicious.

And with her sampling skills, we didn't even have to feed her the actual cooked pizza.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Diaper darling

With the cool days we've been having, it's fun to look at my scantily-clad babe, doing some back-yard rockin' with Grandma Betty only a month ago...




(Oh yeah...Papa was there too...)

More Escanaba adventure shots to come soon.

(Barring Baby's arrival and any additional Sticky Bellies work.)

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

37 'n' change


How do I feel? Enlarged.

As I should. This morning, at a one-last-check ultrasound, the tech confidently estimated Baby Spurgeon to be 7.5 pounds. Now, that can vary half a pound either way, but still, at 37.5 weeks, we're already looking forward to meeting a slightly heftier babe than #1. 

With Maizey, I gained 30 pounds. At the last appointment, I was in the 34 pound range.

But, in the last few days I have had a burst of unexpected energy, even convincing Will to let me mow the lawn Sunday.

It's the homestretch and we are ready. Finally. 

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Ready, set, RENOVATE

Enlarging Marge is also due for a renovation update, so here goes.

On the renovation front...Will and I found a builder (one of the original quoters) who is willing to work with us on a phased/scaled-down version of the renovation. We scrapped the master-bath reconfiguration but are moving forward with the bedroom and jack/jill bath addition. In an effort to save some cash, we are also going to attempt to do some of the finishing work ourselves (or more likely, source our own subcontractors - like B&B painting). Start date? Around October 20... Expected completion date? March 1... 

Anxiety.

The reno work will occupy about half of our house, including Maizey's room and the guest room/office, as well as our living room. Soooo - though we could all bunk in one bedroom and recreate in the kitchen, we think it might be wise to source alternative accommodation. AKA - a rental. Add it to the list.

At least I have an idea board started for the bath, right?

Truly a work in progress. Flying by the seat of our pants. Etc. etc. etc.

And as an aside - yes, I am still angry with our architect.

Friday, September 6, 2013

Ready, set, NEST

So, folks, today's 37 week appointment has officially thrown me into a baby-nesting-frenzy.

Well, not just the appointment, but the midwife's words - "I would not be at all surprised to see you at the ABC this weekend."

WTF?

I have 3+ more weeks, people!

We have nothing ready. (I know we don't really need much, but until this morning's post-appointment rush to Target, I didn't even have any newborn diapers. And the infant car seat is only out of the attic because Little Ryan needed a place to sleep during our Labor Day dinner.)

The reason for her words? A very low-lying baby and steady Braxton Hicks contractions.

Baby S. is still measuring two weeks small - so this was even more of a shock. But, it has been the general medical consensus that Will and I just make petite children. Nothing worrisome or indicative of a miscalculated due-date.

Cross your fingers Baby S2 decides to defy my midwife's prediction. Bob and Betty need time to cook. Will needs time to get the cradle out of our basement, and to pick up the dresser/changing table. And I need two days for Amazon Prime to deliver my newborn onesies and nursing pads.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Escanaba Library

A visit to Escanaba isn't complete without stopping by to say "Hiya" to the Public Library and children's librarian Pat Fittante. This is the same woman who ran a mean storytime when I was a youth... Truly amazing. (And sadly, camera shy.)





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Sunday, September 1, 2013

Pfister fun

After eleven fabulous days in Escanaba, Maizey and I hit the road with Grandma Betty and Papa, heading first to Milwaukee, then Milford. Maizey's highlight of the two day adventure? The Pfister Hotel pool. (Mom's highlight of the two day adventure? Not having to be the one to take Maizey swimming in the Pfister Hotel pool.)




Grandma's highlight? Dunking Taking Maizey swimming in the Pfister Hotel pool. 

Papa's highlight? Scoring the 4-star Pfister Hotel via Priceline.

Other Maizey Milwaukee highlights? An early-bird dinner at Karl Ratzch's with Aunt Rita and Uncle John. Chex-mix-eating and Sponge-Bob-watching in bed. Piano-player-accompanied dancing in the lobby.

Other Maggie highlights? My first bout of Braxton Hicks contractions. Ever. Here we go!