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Who is the pregnant one again?

26 Jan

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So he comes home and naps on the couch most evenings, always wants a snack before dinner, has hot flashes while sleeping and then there’s the clincher: we wake up at the same time in the middle of the night to pee.

While I really appreciate these supposed “sympathy pains,” I’d feel a lot better if you also gained 30lbs

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27 Weeks

12 Nov

27 weeks and I’m definitely feeling it in my lower back. I find myself constantly stretching and leaning and twisting and rubbing and doing anything I can to keep limber. Besides being a common side effect of pregnancy, I knew I would especially have issues since I’ve had lower back pain since high school (thank you¬†eight years of cheerleading). So now I look forward to my bi-weekly appointments with my chiropractor just as much as my monthly appointments with my baby doc – which after my appointment this coming Friday I will begin seeing him bi-weekly too!

Can’t believe I’m officially in the third trimester! How did I get here so fast? Not that I’m complaining. Time, you can go as quick as you want right now as long as you promise me to come to a grinding halt once Parker gets here.¬†I read an inspiring blog post last week that gave me the advice¬†to tell the doctor after your baby is born and in your arms you would like to delay all the immediate¬†post¬†procedures (considering your baby seems healthy of course) and take one hour of time with just you, your baby and your husband. No doctors, no nurses, no visitors. Just you three enjoying each other in your babies first hour of life. While I’m sure it would drive all our visitors¬†in the waiting room crazy, I love the idea. I think it’s the perfect way to slide into parenthood and let the present you were just gifted sink in¬†before sharing it with anyone else. Afterall, I want to be the first to count his finger and toes. I want to be the first to nuzzle his cheeks and watch Eric hold his son for the first time. ¬†I don’t want to pass him on to others too quickly until¬†Eric and I have pointed out to each other features of his that¬†are undeniably our own.¬†¬†I want to soak in that moment as¬†Parker stares back at us¬†realizing we are the ones he had been hearing in womb for the past 9 months.¬†After what will probably be hours of rushing and pushing and breathing and not feeling in control, I want¬†those 60 minutes to let us, as parents, relax and finally be the family we had so eagerly been waiting to be.

So Parker, that means your first hour of life you can’t just lay there and cry. Because I may not know what to do quite yet. Deal? Deal.

And after that…after that glorious “golden hour,” I fully expect to be bombarded with friends and family¬†fighting over who gets to hold him first all the while¬†wishing him a very Happy Birthday.

It will be a blessed day indeed.

Past bump pics: 8wks, 12wks, 16wks, 18wks, 20wks, 21wks, 24wks

Happy Birthday to Me!

8 Nov

Birthday dessert from Cooper's Hawk Winery & Restaurant

I’m a week late posting, however last Tuesday, November 1st was my 27th birthday. I don’t know what it is, but 27 just sounds so much older than 26. It’s like I have the sudden urge to change my radio station from the Top 40 to NPR. To fall out of the Gap and into Talbots. Turn off Glee and tune into QVC (it has to be only old people that shop off that channel, right?) Cash in that AARP card that was sent to me a few months ago – which Eric swears I received because they heard I took up knitting. Yes, I knit – I suppose I was a little grandma-like even before I turned the big 2-7.

Recently I even ran across a baby blog about how it’s time to start thinking about your will now that you have children. A will!? While I tried to tune out the idea of that daunting task, it did bring up the question: Have you ever really thought about where you would want to be buried? I brought this up to Eric because, you know, it’s really healthy to get all worked up about things in the (hopefully) really distant future. And he of course wanted no part of it. But I urgently pressed on because if I died young I would want and expect Eric to re-marry. And if he re-married wouldn’t that mean he would then be buried by his new wife? And since the only family I have here are the ones I married into, would it make sense for me to be buried in Indianapolis next to no one I know or am related to? But on the other hand since we’ll have at least one child shouldn’t I choose Indianapolis so they can easily visit me? I went back and forth in my head for awhile I tell ya. Finally I came to the conclusion that if I died young I think I would want to be cremated, that way I don’t have to be worried about spending eternity in the ground next to strangers and then my kids will always have me around (even if it’s in a jar) to talk to. So Eric, there ya go, got that ugly detail out of the way. Case closed. Whew, aren’t you glad me turning 27 brought this on? I mean this is the kind of crazy stuff that keeps me up at night!

But in all seriousness age really doesn’t bother me. In fact I’ve been looking forward to this time when I get to be a mom and “play house” for real for as long as I can remember so I know 27 is going to be a good year. I mean how can I wish to go back when I have this growing little champ to meet in a few short months?

taken on my birthday

And how can I wish to go back when a few years ago I didn’t have this guy to come home to every night that continuously makes me happy?

Yea, no regrets here. 27 years and I’ve come this far. No looking back. Happy Birthday Me!

Pumpkin Picking With My Boys

16 Oct

I’m a week behind posting this, but last weekend Eric and I had a much needed date day! We went to Oktoberfest, which is an annual event at Traders Point Creamery here in Indianapolis. With almost 85 degree weather, it didn’t feel as “fall” as I would have liked, but we still had fun eating ice cream, walking through the Farmer’s Market,¬†listening to¬†a live polka band¬†and picking pumpkins.

Seeing all the families prop their chubby babies against a patch of pumpkins while attempting to grab their attention for a perfect picture made me realize how much more awesome next year will be at this time when we’re in that position with an 8 month old! Weird to imagine!

The pumpkins were priced per pound and ironically when we went up to pay my pumpkin weighed as much as I’ve gained with little Parker.¬† After paying for our pumpkins (which are currently still sitting on our kitchen floor waiting to carved) we decided to call it a day and Eric graciously carried them to the car since I was occupied with carrying our own little pumpkin.

Happy Fall ya’ll!

IT’S A BOY!!

2 Oct

Yesterday Eric and I hosted our gender reveal party! Many more details and photos to come, but for now a fun video of the main event. Big thanks to everyone who came and celebrated – ¬†Parker is going to be one very loved little boy! We absolutely can’t wait!

20 Weeks & “Guess the Gender” Poll

26 Sep

Mini Matto is 50% cooked! Look how far we’ve come!¬†Can’t believe we’re halfway to meeting the little guy or girl that’s been floating around and giving me chorus line kicks the past couple weeks. While the beginning seemed to go slow (w/ all the nauseousness & tiredness) the past couple of months have really flown by.¬† And between holidays, jobs, baby showers¬†and nursery renovations keeping us busy it will be 2012 before we know it!

On Eric’s behalf I told him I would make it known that I made him pose like that. It is apparently against the manliness he usually likes to portray to the public eye. However, when I inquired what pose exactly¬†a man and his pregnant wife could do that¬†would exude a Chuck Norris like personna, the guy had nothing. So back to plastering his begrudging hands on my pertruding belly while lovingly gazing at our child we went. Plus, I was holding the chili that had been stewing in the crockpot all day¬†hostage until he took the damn picture. Compromise bribery is the secret to every successful marriage.

TOMORROW! MORNING! we finally, officially, excitingly find out if¬†we’ll have a son or daughter in our arms come February.¬†We’re doing a little gender reveal get together on Saturday to share the news so we’re keeping mum until then. But in the meantime we would like to see what people think we’re having so I whipped up a handy dandy poll. I know what my hunch is, but I’m curious what others are thinking!?

Have a great week everyone! Positive thoughts that everything looks on track and healthy at the ultrasound!

Past bump pics: 8 wks, 12wks, 16wks, 18wks

A Conversation About Exciting Matto Family News

21 Sep

Time: Friday, September, 16

Begin scene:

8:52 AM: Mel –¬†Someone tweeted me the article announcing your coaching position while driving to work. I may or may not have teared up – so excited¬†it made the news!¬†Also it’s in today’s paper. Must buy & save ūüôā Love you!

8:54 AM: Eric – Haha…thanks babe! I saw it this morning when I got into work, I knew they put out a press release, but I didn’t know it was gonna be in the Indy Star or on the DePauw site! Love you babe!

¬†8:57 AM: Mel – Yea, damn you, beating me out! It’s my goal to make it on the depauw.edu site before I die. The least they could have done was added: Eric lives with his wife, Melissa (class of ’07) in Indianapolis, IN at the bottom. I mean seriously…I had to be so close to being mentioned. Haha.

8:59 AM: Eric – I know, I’m feeling pretty good about life right now!

9:10 AM: Mel – Also I’ve been feeling the baby kick quite a bit this morning so I think he/she is pretty pumped too. We might have to read the article out loud later. That would be a good storytime.

9:25 AM: Eric – We will definitely read that article to him/her! We want Mini Matto to know what kinda world he/she is coming into!

9:37 AM: Mel РWill Brownsburg play against Speedway in baseball? (sidenote: I coach cheerleading at Speedway, which was also where Eric went to high school)

10:46 AM: Eric – Yes, we play them early in the year..at Speedway this year

10:48 AM: Mel – Man, gold or purple? Which color do I wear to that game? ūüôā

11:10 AM: Eric – You can wear a Brownsburg shirt with gold Speedway pants!

11:12 AM: Mel – That sounds hot

11:16 AM: Eric – Or you can wear a Speedway shirt with a Brownsburg baby bjorn!

11:22 AM: Mel – I can’t believe you just used the word baby bjorn appropriately in a sentence. Have you been reading the baby books?

11:23 AM: Eric – Haha…looked it up on google…boom!

11:28 AM: Mel – I have a feeling google is going to be your best friend once the baby is born and you have to watch him/her by yourself. I bet you can youtube how to change a diaper.

End Scene. Curtain drops.

Congrats Dinner at Eric's Parents