On Monday, July 17, 2017, at 4:53 p.m., our lives forever changed as we welcomed Quinn Jeffery Williams into the world. Weighing in at 9 pounds and 1 once, and 21 and a quarter inches long, he is nothing short of perfection. While I am going to keep the birth story private, I will share this: it was 30 hours of labor, four hours of pushing, countless tears, and a waterfall of decisions that ultimately led to the delivery of our son. I cannot thank Josh enough for not only drying my tears ...
Our greatest adventure yet arrives July 2017.
The TS&TS Edit: Hospital Bag Essentials
The nursery is ready. The freezer is stocked. The emergency contact list is obsessively printed out and has been distributed. And my bags are officially packed. Ok kid, we're as ready as we're going to be. Speaking of bags, I wanted to share some of the essentials that I'm taking with me, focusing once again on keeping as simple as possible. Slippers: Their usage is obvious, but the tip I received was to get some cheap, open-back slippers that you can easily get on and off, and then trash ...
A Future Worth Anticipating
Adapted Art Via David Powell Anticipating the future has been called a fruitless endeavor. In doing so, you can forget to live in the present, embrace life as it’s happening, and suck up everything that it has to offer. Despite being with my husband for over 13 years now (married for almost 6), I put off getting pregnant for so long, thinking that it would be the demise of both my physical and emotional essence, and that “future” was something that would just have to wait. I knew that I ...
Make Some Waves — Nursery Reveal
When you live in the Bay Area, ample living space is not a given. It's a luxury. And you better be willing to pay even more outrageous rent amounts if you want a slice of it. So it almost goes without saying that we don't have much space and I dream of the day when we can buy a house and roll around in a plush backyard. Until then, we'll continue renting our two bedroom condo and will always be asking ourselves, "Do we really need this?" But then along comes baby and the funny thing about ...
Baby Watch: Third Trimester (One Month To Go)
When strangers stop me on the street, the usually always ask, “Is it a boy?” Not a single person has stopped and asked if it was a girl, probably because they are proponents of the old wives tale that a boy is more “pointy” and I would have to concur. The belly is no longer a bump, but a pointy protrusion that shape shifts in confounding ways. One minute he's chilling cozily, the next minute my belly looks like Half Dome, with high peaks and steep surfaces, and at other times I’m convinced ...