Autumn has arrived!

 

This weekend I decorated for fall. its  a bit early for me to do that but the weather has cooled off and my father was up helping me secure my interior staircase which was really in scary bad shape (later post will talk about that). So while I had our storage closet torn apart I decided to go ahead and start to decorate. Last year I lost a bunch of my ceramic pumpkins to my dog and one to my cat.... I was very upset and learned a lesson, don't leave this down low even if you don't have kids.

So this is this years arrangement. I don't like to overdo it just make it look festive and seasonally appropriate. (please disregard the lighting, it was late and I just wanted to snap a few shots.)

 

 

A Big Suprise

I haven't posted in a while and that's likely because I have been so sick, morning sick that is. Yes, the impossible apparently was possible, the infertile fertile. I am unexpectedly but still happily pregnant. It was quite a shock to both me and my husband. I probably wouldn't even of known had I not gotten so sick and my office mate, and truth be told "work husband", kept telling me that I looked like I had morning sickness not a flare up of my condition, endometriosis. (He knew what it looked like since he has three kids).  He was right, and it only got worse. I spend most of my summer trying not to vomit everything I ate, every time I moved, which was as little as possible. Because of my PCOS (poly cystic ovarian disease) my first trimester was high risk (though I was 2 months into it before I knew and ironically had done everything wrong I probably could have done including falling down a large flight of stairs during that time). 

So I made it through and at my 30th birthday party instead of enjoying birthday margaritas I announced the big news to those who had not figured it out (when I am being social and don't have a beer its a give away). Don't let me pretend its been roses and butterflies. I have horrible morning sickness, migraines, my depression and anxiety as real as ever and I feel betrayed by my own body because everyone keeps telling me "don't do that" when I try to start one of my many projects on my to do lists. Apparently paint thinner and moving heavy things are frowned upon. I keep telling myself its only one summer lost, but it still stinks...

So despite my DIY pity party, I officially will have it all. A great career, a pretty beautiful home (still need work outside but lets pretend), my committed husband, my supportive family, my 'baby' dogs and kitty, and now a baby. I know, your gaging. I am too to be honest. But so it goes. So I may have some new adventures to post but I will continue to keep in the traditions taught to me. Hopefully I can pass down the values of a love of the outdoors, do it yourself mentality that I have been taught, without driving my technology based husband crazy.