Ellie's Life

My Valentine’s Gift

February 16, 2019 by 26 Comments

handmade cutting board Two weekends ago during a spell of warm weather, Mr. Handsome headed out the door on a “run.” An hour went by, and he wasn’t back yet, so I texted him. (Unless you’re a marathon runner, no one goes running for a full hour.) He responded saying he had gotten caught up talking to one of our neighbors and was helping him with a project.

This particular neighbor is a hobbyist woodworker, and his home studio makes Mr. Handsome drool. In addition to painting, Mr. Handsome also enjoys woodworking. It has been a hobby of his ever since he made a foosball table and wooden electric guitar 15 years ago in high school shop class.

Now back to my story. As I received that text, I was heading out on a walk with Mr. H Jr. As we passed that particular neighbor’s house, I received another text that read, “I may or may not be working on a surprise for you, so make sure not to stop by the shop.” I later learned that he had wanted to keep this surprise a surprise, but when he saw me walking by, he had to make sure I didn’t decide to come by to see what he was up to. handmade cutting board

With it being just a couple weeks before Valentine’s Day, I had a good feeling he was making me a present. Mr. Handsome always says I’m impossible to surprise, and I guess he’s right. (We still laugh about the time I saw a charge on our credit card from Vera Bradley and was sure that our card had been stolen, only to find out that it was for a wallet that he had bought me for Christmas.) I know some lades absolutely love surprises, but surprises aren’t my love language. (For that, Mr. Handsome is very thankful, since I’ve found out about several of his surprises over the past few years.)

Fast-forward to last weekend, when my mom was babysitting Mr. H Jr while Mr. Handsome and I were out on our first date since my the birth. He carried the gift all the way to the restaurant and presented it to me after we had eaten. It was a handmade cutting board, constructed using dark walnut. Absolutely beautiful! Too beautiful to actually cut anything on. I plan on using it as a serving dish and as a backdrop for my recipe photos.

Birth Story, Part 3

January 28, 2019 by 109 Comments

A few days ago, I shared part two of my birth story. Here is part three…

I pushed for about 30 minutes (three long pushes and then a minute of rest) with only the nurse and midwife and Mr. Handsome in the room. For the final 40 minutes, a few other medical staff arrived, including a nurse who would tend to the baby and a doctor from the same practice that the midwife worked at.

The midwife was very encouraging and continuously told me that everything was going well and that I was doing great. Looking back, however, I have a feeling that the fact that she brought in a doctor at the end meant that she thought there was a decent chance there would be complications. I’m very glad that no one told me that while I was delivering and that I was too out of it to figure it out for myself.

Pushing with an epidural wasn’t too painful, but it was still a lot of work, and there was a lot of pressure. Mr. Handsome held my hand and talked me through each push. I was so grateful that the baby’s vitals remained strong–that was one less thing to worry about. The process was more calm than I had expected, and the midwife and nurse did a great job keeping me relaxed and focused. When the baby finally arrived and I heard his first cry, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Suddenly, all my fears of having a C-section or the baby having to be whisked away to the NICU had melted away. He was big, but he was healthy and happy.

Mr. Handsome cut the cord, and the midwife laid the baby on my chest. After a few minutes, the nurse asked if she could take him over to the scale in the corner to weigh and measure him, and I said yes. Mr. Handsome followed and took pictures. Baby was 8 pounds 12 ounces and measured 21 inches long. Within a couple minutes, he was back with me. It took about an hour for the midwife and doctor to finish stitching. Needless to say, I was very thankful for that epidural! My emotions were a mess, and I bawled the entire time. I tried to focus on the beautiful baby in my arms, but it was difficult not to think about the discomfort that the stitching was causing. …

Birth Story, Part 1

January 17, 2019 by 44 Comments

First off, I want to say thank you for all the support, well wishes, and prayers that you all have provided throughout my pregnancy. Being pregnant was a special time, but I’m so glad to have it all behind me and to have my baby in my arms. Waking up the morning after the birth without feeling nauseous and being able to brush my teeth without gagging was an incredible feeling!

Two weeks ahead of my due date, my blood pressure started creeping up. One week before, I spent a few hours in the hospital on monitors before I was released to go home. A couple days later, it was still high, so the nurse midwife scheduled an induction for the following day. She had also performed an ultrasound to make sure that Baby was doing well (which he was, praise God). The bad news was that he was measuring around 9 lbs, give or take about a pound. All the doctors and nurse midwives at the practice were shocked that I was “hiding” such a large child. I can only imagine how big he would have gotten if he had arrived two weeks overdue!

On the day of the induction, I had to fast starting at 3am, so I woke up and made myself a cheese sandwich. I understand that’s a bit of an odd thing to eat at 3am, but it was all that my tired self could come up with. We arrived at the hospital eight hours later, and the midwife started the induction drugs by 12pm. She started slow because I was only dilated 1 cm at that point. For the rest of the afternoon, my contractions slowly became stronger but were not yet painful, so Mr. Handsome’s mom and sister-in-law kept us distracted with games and conversation. The nurses were very kind and popped in frequently to make sure I was comfortable. I was surprised by all the menial tasks that they were eager to do for us, such as refilling our water bottles, fetching snacks, and re-positioning my pillows. They truly were there to serve their patients, rather than just monitor the medical side of things.

During those initial hours, the most difficult part was not being able to eat anything but clear liquids. By the time the baby arrived, I had fasted for 30 hours! I drank all-natural ginger ale to keep my stomach from becoming queasy and consumed who knows home many cups of Jello and bowls of chicken broth. Throughout the day, I felt my brain slowly becoming foggier, likely a combination of the drugs and a lack of food, so my mother-in-law ran to the store and bought saltine crackers. It wasn’t technically “allowed,” due to the risk of having food in the stomach if a C-section became necessary, but Mr. Handsome agreed that a few crackers wouldn’t hurt. And they really did help a lot!

Around 8pm, the midwife announced that it was time to break my water. At that point, Mr. Handsome was in the waiting room eating pizza that his dad and brother had made, but he rushed in to hold my hand.

To Be Continued…

Baby Handsome Has Arrived!

January 12, 2019 by 127 Comments

We have a baby! Mr. H Jr. arrived safe and sound after a long labor (details coming soon). He was a big boy (8 lbs 12 oz), and we had to stay in the hospital for five days and four nights, but Jesus brought us through, and our baby is healthy and adjusting well.

Aside from the intense pain, the worst part was not being able to eat anything but clear liquids. I had to fast starting nine hours before my induction, so by the time the baby arrived, I was feeling so out of it that I couldn’t think straight. About 10 hours into the labor, I started feeling like I was slowly losing it, which was scary. We eventually decided that “cheating” was better than passing out, so my mother-in-law snuck in some saltine crackers. Mr. Handsome was very strict and only let me eat a few every hour, but it made a big difference in how I felt.

The minute the midwife finished stitching me up and all the nurses had left the room, we called my father-in-law, who had been at my brother-in-law’s house doing some home improvement projects, and he ran to Panera and bought me a sandwich and a bowl of mac n cheese, which I proceeded to stuff in my face as quickly as I could. The feeling of intense exhaustion lingered, but at that point, I had my sweet baby in my arms, and it no longer mattered.

Christmas Trees and Reindeer

November 28, 2018 by 29 Comments

reindeer

This weekend, once Thanksgiving was officially over, Mr. Handsome and I kicked off the Christmas season with a visit to a Christmas tree farm. The trees were average, but the farm had about 15 live reindeer, which turned out to be the highlight of our visit.

Christmas tree farm

Have you ever seen a reindeer in person? I hadn’t.

reindeer …

“Meeting” Our Baby

October 9, 2018 by 53 Comments

Like the stereotypical first-time mom, I brought a full sheet of questions to my preliminary obstetrics appointment. My healthcare provider gave me her full attention and took the time to respond to each of my inquiries, and by the end of the appointment, I could tell she was both competent and confident. One of the topics we discussed was the ultrasound. She explained that her office’s policy is to do one during the first trimester, one at 20 weeks to confirm the gender, and additional scans only as complications arise….

Gender Reveal Cake

September 20, 2018 by 46 Comments

Have you heard the news? We’re having a boy! As promised in Tuesday’s post, this is the story of our secret gender reveal party, during which we cut into an “ordinary” chocolate cake that turned out to be a gender reveal cake.

When we first found out we were expecting, we enjoyed keeping the news to ourselves for three months before announcing to family and friends. From the start, I knew that I wanted to find out the gender of our baby at the 20-week ultrasound, and while Mr. Handsome liked the idea of waiting until the birth, he allowed me to choose….

Our Baby is a…

September 18, 2018 by 137 Comments

Ever since we announced our pregnancy, our blog readers (and our family and friends) have been eager to find out the gender of our baby. We didn’t do a gender reveal party, but we did have a small gathering with a few family members. It’s a bit of a funny story that I’ll share later this week. Until then, the secret is inside this decadent chocolate cake! Will our new addition be a he or a she? Watch the video below to find out….

Pregnancy Reveal Video

August 31, 2018 by 81 Comments

Earlier this week, Mr. Handsome and I announced our first pregnancy, and we have been overwhelmed by all the prayers and well wishes that you have sent our way. You are very kind! This is new territory for us, and it has already been quite the adventure.

I am more than halfway through the pregnancy, and although the due date still feels far away, I know it will go by in a snap. The first five months have passed by so quickly that I still sometimes forget that I’m pregnant! But then I feel a kick and am reminded that there is a little life growing inside me. The whole thing still feels too good to be true, similar to how the first months of marriage felt.

I am still struggling with morning sickness, and as the baby has grown, life in general has become increasingly harder, but I know it’s more than worth it. Below is a short video message that I filmed for my readers. …

Family of 3

August 28, 2018 by 189 Comments

We’re Trading our Silent Nights

For a Bundle of Joy

Our Little Angel is Due

This Holiday Season

Mr. Handsome and I have exciting news to share. We’re expecting a baby in four months! This pregnancy has gone by much quicker than I thought it would, and I am thrilled to be more than halfway through my second trimester.

We enjoyed keeping the secret to ourselves for the first few months and then sharing it with our parents about five weeks before telling the rest of our extended family. Since the middle of July, we have been slowly revealing the news to friends as we have seen them or had a chance to talk with them over the phone. For those who are new to the blog, Mr. Handsome and I have been married for just over three years, and we are grateful that God has chosen to grow our little family.