Our Carpet has been an eye sore for the past 9 years I’ve lived in this loft. Terribly gross! I had planned to replace it from I signed the papers and became owner, but then Thanksgiving was the next week (had to have a housewarming gathering), followed by Christmas, then New Years, then busy life… Mike and I planned to have it done after our wedding but we felt pretty spent with all the other tasks a couple has to complete when merging 2 lives together. So the floors were put on hold yet again. When we finally became pregnant with baby Zoë, we read how newly installed carpet could potentially harm baby with the toxins that a new carpet gives off…we were not going to chance that! Well, Zoë turned 2 on Wednesday and WE FINALLY GOT NEW CARPET ON THURSDAY!!!
And its awesome
So nice and bright! That made a huge difference don’t you think?! I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! We went with the Martha Stewart line at Home Depot and chose the Mount Vernon – Color “Glass Of Milk” – its gorgeous! Please ignore our dirty feet (so awful) – no dirty socks, shoes, feet of human or pug allowed in this room from here on out.
Of course this new carpet high sparked us to freshen up our bedroom all together. Not a total renovation, just a “finish where we left off” project. You see, before we became pregnant with Zoë we had re-tiled our master bath with Ann Sacks tiles and had beautiful Kohler faucets installed.This made us so happy that well..Zoë happened – miracle baby This is in no way our way to make baby #2 – let’s be clear. Happy with one and not about to get greedy with the fertility Gods
This is for us. For Michael and I. We love interior design and yet our master bedroom keeps getting the short end of the stick. Well no longer! We want our room to be the safe haven we always wanted. On a budget of course. Hey, we’re parents now – money goes to baby. So this project could take a while, but what will cut cost is we have plans to make most of what we have in mind. Doesn’t that sound like fun?! Yea, we thought so too. So consider this phase 1.
I’ve gathered some inspiration off my Pinterest board Bedrooms and sketched up a plan. The plan I’ll show later as we progress, but for now here’s what we’re loving so far:
2 years ago today our daughter Zoë was born. I will never forget that first moment her eyes met mine. I made it my job to take a mental picture right then. Click. I can see the memory clearly today. No camera needed. Don’t get me wrong, there were several camera phones snapping away that morning in-between my learning how to breast feed and Zoë being passed around with all eyes captured by her beauty. The best picture though is clear in my memory. I saw her entrance into this world like no one else. That’s an emotional moment forever in my heart that has become part of who I am today.
Our Journey Through Infertility
When celebrating Zoë’s life, you have to know the journey that got her here. She’s a miracle baby. This is our story:
Trying with disappointment every month.
Taking our doctor’s advise and giving hormones a try for the first time and thinking “this will work!”
Sad that it didn’t. Sad that it almost did. Experiencing heart wrenching loss. Sadness. My Mom and close friends being there for us with pure kindness and love. Michael and I holding onto each other like we’d been hit with heavy turbulence. Together we found peace and faith.
Learning that I have unexplained infertility. More test, then clearing my tubes that were impossible and painful to get through the first time around with the saline test.
More hormones, prayer, meditation, giving up meat, eating only organic food, hot yoga, drinking horrible tasting fertility teas, acupuncture…then a failed IVF. Low egg count – the 2 eggs I did get, matured abnormally (average number of eggs for my age from IVF is about 20).
Rest. Done for now. Need to make peace with not being a mommy. Doctors giving us the tough speech that it was time to consider other options, my chances dropped tremendously low. I held myself tight through the tears and told myself to appreciate what I do have in my life. Enjoy the here and now. Forgive my body, it is strong. God knows best.
6 months later we start thinking we should try again despite the speech they gave us…maybe a different doctor? Do I listen to them and move on to other ways or do I give it one last try. God knows best. I follow my heart and come to peace with whatever God decides. I decide to try to be understanding of the outcome. I put my whole heart into hot yoga and work on strengthening my broken heart. “My body is good to me” I tell myself regularly. My focus word in yoga is “strength”. I push through the sweat not worrying about what my body can’t do, but what it can do.
Then My World Tipped
My eyes were closed in class, my hands in prayer as I stood tall…without warning I lost my balance and fell to the side. Shocked I laughed and so did the instructor. That’s not like me…I’m a former ballet dancer. Balance I have.
I have noticed a change in me, I’ve lost weight…pale…am I getting sick? But I’ve never been more healthy in my life! Hmm..I decide not to worry too much about it. Maybe I should ease up on the yoga.
A few days later Michael and I are searching Sears for a sewing machine for me, I wanted to sew pillows. You should know I never had any ambition to sew in my life, but I signed up for a class. In Sears I became very nauseous in the women’s bathroom. I was also weepy (best word to describe it). I gave in to Michael’s pleading for me to get a pregnancy test – he knows my cycle and apparently I was more than a week late. “I know you, something tells me you’re pregnant…” he had said. I wasn’t convinced, my body is a big question mark in that department. I responded with, “if a baby is there, then in a few months I will show and we will know, but I’m not taking another test o.k.” The word difficult comes to mind right now lol. Despite my stubbornness I gave in, annoyed all the way to the store and all the way back home. “I am confident that it will just say negative and this is a waste of money”. I could not be more grumpy.
“I’ll give you the $15 if it says negative” he offers. I asked for $20.
“Why do we need 3 test? $15!” I went on. Mike kissed me on the cheek. When a man knows you better than you know yourself – he’s a keeper (*remember that Zoë).
So I’m a pretty visual kind of person. I have a photographic memory and can read directions pretty well. I’ve put together huge pieces of furniture all on my own – no problem. But in that moment, I didn’t know what was up and what was down. WHAT WERE THE DIRECTIONS SAYING? ONE LINE OR TWO??? CAN YOU SPELL IT OUT FOR ME!!! Normally I wait forever to see a line appear, but this time the line came up instantly and looked like it was drawn in with a red marker “Great! It’s broken Michael! We got a bad one for $15!” I yelled out to him behind the door.
“I will give you back the $15 dollars even though I paid for it!”, he yelled back to me.
“You’ll give me $20!” I yelled back laughing.
“What does it say? It’s been longer than 3 minutes. Is there just one line?”.
I hadn’t made sure yet, I was looking through a catalog. I peeked over to check. “No, there’s two.”
The door flung open. “There’s 2!!!”
“2 lines mean you’re not pregnant” I answered annoyed, putting everything away. “You owe me $20.”
“Honey, 2 lines means pregnant!”
“No it doesn’t” I looked at the drawing to make sure, but I couldn’t seem to make out what it was saying…I must have had it upside down..but I couldn’t tell really cause the whole thing didn’t make sense. “These directions are awful!”
“Baby, we’re pregnant!!!”
“What?!” I was so confused…I took a look at the instructions but could not read a thing – what was this thing saying?! “Here, read the instructions again, my eyes aren’t focusing. What does it say???”
“Jahaila sit down.” I sat. “Honey, we’re pregnant!”
“Wait, what does this paper say???”
“Don’t worry about the paper, we’re pregnant!”
“We are?! Really? Are you sure?” Now I couldn’t see at all cause my eyes were full of tears. I was the happiest woman in the whole world and I couldn’t see, read or believe it. I took the other 2 tests and they all had 2 lines on them. *Later, your father had to go to the store again to get the digital test that spell out pregnant -$25! –PREGNANT– spelled out for me. Ok, I’m a believer.
I was going to have a baby! A baby. A miracle baby. Part Michael and part me…Holy Cow!
Michael and I made that call to the infertility clinic together. We wouldn’t be coming in for our office visit after all because we were pregnant
^^The morning my water ruptured. We went to the hospital less than an hour after this picture was taken.^^
The next morning at 8:01am October 22, 2012…Zoë which means “Life” was born. She was a week early, healthy and weighing in at only 5 pounds 14 ounces. We’ve been calling her “our little nugget” from that 1st day of her life.
There’s no question we adore her! Happy Birthday Baby – I can’t believe you’re 2 years old!!! Thank you so much for coming into our life.
*This post has been sponsored by Minted, who we are so grateful for. Thank you Minted for helping us make our daughters day so very special. You are wonderful!*
Our little Zoë is turning 2 this week! Where did the time go? We had the BEST birthday party ever on Saturday. We were thrilled to have our family and friends join us to celebrate our little girls big day over at Sod Room. It’s our favorite spot; an eco-friendly indoor playspace in the South Loop of Chicago. The kids love it and the parents love it. It’s a beautiful space!
We were so excited to set everything up and see it all in it’s place. Our party decor was sponsored by the amazing people over at Minted – WE ABSOLUTELY LOVE THEM! We received so many compliments on their decorations. Everyone was a fan of Minted‘s design challenge winner Brooke Rochon’s, Girlie Cakes Design! Minted carries the most beautiful works of art from a community of independent artists, who have been chosen through monthly competitions. They have everything you need to make a birthday party special. You can even personalize your decor choice with your child’s photo and name. See more about our party decor picks from Minted > here.
Being that it was our second time throwing a birthday party, we felt like we were better prepared for the unplanned this time around. I woke up super early and got myself ready first. I felt pretty ahead of schedule until I opened our walk-in closet and found the balloons we had filled with helium the night before, had all wilted to the ground…agh! I stayed calm, kinda, and quickly woke Mike up out of stage 5 sleep. I quickly thought of Plan B: for Mike to head back to the store for more balloons and a tank of helium, because we were out (of course). He jumped to the task like a hero, texting me 15 minutes later that they were out of mint colored balloons and also out of helium…but he had a Plan C (miracle worker): to call our grocery store and see if they could make the magic happen for us. They did. They had 12 baby blue balloons ready for us to pick up, the closest thing to mint. I was grateful. Mike and my Aunt Janet ran into the store, money in hand to exchange for the balloons and yelled “you’re awesome!”, thanking them. Mike joked that he and Janet were flawless in their execution. They managed somehow to get everything safe inside the party room. My mom and I felt pretty strategic ourselves about getting the party girl ready on time – a miracle, lets leave it at that Everything was in it’s place and ready within the half hour before our guests arrived. **A BIG THANK YOU to Cynthia Valenciana; the owner of Sod Room, for helping us put up the decorations and later taking it back down.**
It was an amazing birthday party!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZOË! MOM & DAD LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK BABY GIRL!
*This post is in partnership with Minted, whose products we love. Thanks for reading and supporting the sponsors who make this blog possible!*
-Photos Taken by Mike & Myself. Photo editing done by me.