Olive Lucille - Baby Centaur!

There is some quiet in my house right now, so I thought I would share with you all the short story that is the birth of Olive Lucille! She was born this morning, Feb. 2nd and 2 AM after only 2 hours of labor and 2 pushes! She was born at home in a warm water tub with the help of the most amazing midwife team I could ask for, Rosehip Midwifery! It all happened so fast, I was just mystified when she was placed in my arms. The older kids were sleeping downstairs, but were wildly excited to meet their new sister once we got settled.

Toma and I, would like to proudly introduce our newest love, Olive.

alright, time for dinner and rest. See you all next week!

Stillness

Yes I am still pregnant. Still having false labor. Still wishing to just be at the get it done stage. I have literally filled my day planner to the brim with things to occupy my time. Luckily our good friend Philip recently sold a fabulous 8' original painting and wanted to celebrate over breakfast! I will never turn down food or friends, so we headed over to J&M Cafe in Portland to get down on some feta cheese covered eggs.

I didn't get a picture of Toma at breakfast, other than his hand, but he made me include this one of him getting ready so it didn't look like I was out on the town with another man... (he was kidding of course... but I added this for good measure/guilt trip)

Tomorrow we are going back to Portland to keep me side tracked. Must stay busy to forget about the pain I am in! Well, back to bed to fight this dreadful insomnia I seem to have developed.

Staying Occupied

I am somewhere near 39 weeks pregnant. I have been having false labor for nearly 8 days straight.
I am not one to complain about pregnancy, and I will gladly wait til my time is done, but false labor is really unfair on an uncomfortably chubby woman with insomnia. Because of my current situation, I am doing anything and everything to keep my mind off the fact that I am still pregnant. Today was preschool field trip day to the library, so I over did my make up, and matched up all my accessories. I took walks through the neighborhood, and went to the local bakery. I made Toma take blog pictures. All to help me feel a little.. distracted.




Even Margaux likes to accessorize, unfortunately she likes to do it with my belongings. My mustard gloves were missing for quite some time after our shoot, found them in a toy box.
I hope the next time I write to you dear readers I am writing as a non-pregnant woman... but that doesn't look very promising. A girl can dream right?

Frozen Toes

Last week, we had our 12 hours of snow. Every year we get to enjoy an extremely brief blast of a 1/2" of snow. This year it happened in the middle of the night and was gone by morning. Toma and I looked outside and had an insane idea to take some maternity pictures in the dark. I am glad we did, because it was all slush by morning, but I have no idea why I thought a 40s satin nightgown with no shoes was a good idea??




In case you are wondering, yes I am still pregnant. I was about 38 weeks in these pictures. It seems that this baby will make it to February. I guess time will tell.

Taking Showers

This weekend my beloved boss threw me a quite unexpected baby shower. It was amazing fun with lots of good friends and family. I got plenty of goodies to prepare us for the (very soon) arrival of baby Olive. My boss's house is like an antique mall, which makes sense because she owns one. It was such a beautiful setting to spend a lovely evening with all of my friends! I am so thankful to be truly blessed with amazing people.

My mother even got me a vintage 1940s Pram buggy stroller, so this baby will take to the streets in severe vintage style! I can't wait to meet this baby, only 18-ish more days until my due date. I got my home birth tub all set up and ready to go.

The teal dress I am wearing is not maternity, and is actually just one of my favorite 1950s Jonathan Logan dresses... and yes I had to cram myself into it...

Red White Blue and Yellow

I have not really been updating outfit posts because, I am not really feeling all that inspiring these days. I wear the same 4 dresses over, and over, and over again. This is the first time I have brought this little 50s tent dress out of the closet though, so I felt it might be blog worthy. I bought it over the summer from HenHouse Vintage when I first found out I was pregnant, but it just now seems to fit my ever growing belly.



I am working on getting myself out of the funk of pregnancy, but its hard when all you want to do is wear your old clothes, and not look like you are the size of a tug boat. I keep counting down the days, I am sitting right at 2 months left... I can make it, right? Right???

Expansive Waistlines

On my way to work, but here is a quick photo post of my outfit. Its getting very awkward to find clothing I can wear right now. I am too big for most of my normal clothes, and too small for all of my maternity. Thank goodness Solanah loaned me a swirl or two, only with I had more, those are the only things that fit me right now.

Also read to the bottom, I have a question for all of you readers.

Skirt by Sailor Jerry, and my shirt has seen me through 3 pregnancies now!

I want to condense all of my names, as you might have noticed I have several. I am Twila Jean, I write for living-vintage.blogspot.com, also called the mysterious life of the metropolitan ex-housewife, who also runs the vintage shop ExquisiteBones. Phew... what a mouth full. I am considering first taking the step to link this page to a simple domain, like TwilaJean.Com and maybe making it easier for people? Opinions on this or other ideas?

It's a Baby Centaur!

Sorry to everyone who reads my facebook page, but Art Deco Dame spilled the beans early and apparently I am going to be birthing a centaur.

Ok, ok, Toma and I are having a baby and not a mythical creature... Today was the find out stuff about the spawn in your belly day. We packed up the kids super early and headed to the city to get a scan done of my midsection. The place is called EPIC Imaging, so take note... it is epic.
They go ahead and squirt a bunch of goo on your belly and rub a magic wand all over you, and you see pictures of a skeletal childlike figure. Ours happens to have all of its fingers and toes, and a beating heart. I hear that is good.

WAIT! I forgot to talk about the more important item of the day, my outfit! I am wearing a fabulous 50s maternity suit Solanah kindly let me borrow. Underneath is a super cute white 50s blouse that Bombshell Bettie sent me, but it was way too cold to show off. Sorry Nicole!




I told you it was epic...




OH! I almost forgot to add, She is a 19 week old fetal-style baby girl. Can't believe I nearly left that part out *wink*

Letting it out

I imagine if you are a follower of my Fan Page, you heard this news last week. If you however reside only on my blog space, then you do not know this current info. Before we get all excited and pull out our judgment sticks and start whacking away at our keyboards, let my preface this a little.
While our situation is not ideal, we are happy, the kids are happy, and though incredibly stressful, we shall make it through this alive.
So, have you guess yet? I am sure you have... (there is a thumbnail image to this post. this JUST occurred to me.)
Yeah, in true unplanned, unmarried, kinda ghetto style... I am expecting my third (and FINAL) child in February. The silver lining in all of this is that I have never once planned to have a child, so none of them can try to play the "I was the planned kid" card in their teenage years.

So now we make the preperations for a child. This is the worst part I think, I helped a friend in need last year, and gave her ever baby item I own. So, now I am re-building from scratch. I guess we will call this an adventure. One where I gain 20 lbs, and lose a lot of money! Ha!
You know what else is a bummer, the fact that I sold this amazing 40s cotton maternity dress, and try as I might, can not buy it back. How fabulous of a dress would that be to wear in the prenatal season?

So. It is out. Follow or unfollow as you see fit. I am thankful for all the gifts in my life and I wouldn't turn a single one away. Alright then, carry on with your weekend. Nothing to see here.