Glen

I have been such a blogging slacker.  I know, I know, I always say that I’ll do better.  But then I don’t.  All of those empty promises, ha!

I’ve been busy (of course), but the main reason that I haven’t blogged is because I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.  About our time in Scotland.  Well, mostly my experience of it.   It isn’t something that I’ve written about much.  Mostly because it was a really difficult season for me personally.  Don’t get me wrong, it was a great season.  But it was hard.

It was a very lonely four years. For various reasons.

Other than the lonely bit (albeit a big big), there were lots of good things that came out of my time in Scotland.  I became a mother there. We saw people come to faith there.

I met some amazing friends in our latter years there.  Friends that taught me  Christian community.  A great friend wrote to us at our going away reception (don’t get a big head, you know who you are), “that very rare sense of kinship that one experiences with only a few people in one’s lifetime is to be denied by this parting. “ That is how I feel about the friends that we met in Scotland.

I fell in love with the country itself.  I really do think that Scotland is the most beautiful place on Earth.  You know, minus the weather.

But really, it is a beautiful place. When I think about not ever getting to live there again, my heart hurts.

You’ll have to forgive me.  I am so not good with words.  So, cue the pictures, ha!

Back in November, a few weeks before we moved, we decided to take one last trip to the highlands.  We knew that it would be a challenge, what in the Volkswagen Borat (or was it Bora?) that we ended up driving our last few weeks there.  We took all three kids with us too.  They were troopers and did amazing on the car journey, including Cole, who was still a newborn at the time.

Our first stop was Loch Lubnaig.

So pretty.

I just love the highlands.  We got out at our most northern point.  It was colllllld.

While we were walking around, this glen (Scottish for valley) caught my eye.

Here is that same valley again.  The Scottish sky is always changing.  So, when these clouds rolled in, the glen looked completely different.

Cole was warm in his ride.

And then the sun peaked through the clouds just as it was setting.

Meanwhile, in typical Mabry fashion, we decided to take our very first family picture of all 5 of us.  Yes, you calculated correctly, Cole was 7 weeks old before we got a picture of all 5 of us.  Woops.

Adam started to put the girls back in the car.  The glen caught my attention even more.

And I thought it was fitting to get this shot on our last trip to the highlands.  So much like my time in Scotland.  Very much like a glen, but beautiful.

And with that, we drove off, stopped at one more spot, where I clicked my very last picture of the highlands.

I miss it.  But I have a lot of joy and peace about where we are presently.  More on that later.  (Maybe).  :)

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Comings and Goings Photographic Style

Wow, it has been a long time since I blogged.  Life caught up with me.  You know, what with my newborn and an international move.  Anyway, here’s a catch up of life the past couple of months.

Nora l.o.v.e.s being a big sister.

Cole has changed so much since this pictures was taken.  I believe he was only 3 weeks old in this picture.

In October, we went out and took some Fall pictures.

My little dude.  Again, he’s changed so much since then.

The sister paparazzi.

Bumbo time!

Geez, I miss these Scottish sunsets already.  This was just behind our house on the bike path.

We took one last trip to butterfly world with Fran and Ryan.  Alanna was more brave this time around and actually held a butterfly.

My pretty big girl.

Alanna’s last day of school.

Family pictures, courtesy of Mark Kelly.  Nora was in such a fabulous mood.  Not really.

My favorite part of this post…  I like to call it, “Shake Yo Face 2009.”

Aren’t we so lovely?

Aw, precious.

Then came moving day.  Cole was unimpressed.

But I was impressed with the movers’ ability to pack all of our stuff on a 20 ft. crate.  Yes, they are holding the door shut as they latch it closed.  It was that full.

We had some friends over for one last hoo-rah.  Some memorable moments included:

-Cole falling asleep on Ailsa

-Gordon falling asleep on the floor and the rest of us turning the lights off and leaving the room.

If you are wondering why we are on the floor, it is because our stuff was on said 20 ft. crate above.

Our last Sunday at church.

Adam’s big melon.

That day was sad.

I don’t like goodbyes.

Our church family put on an incredibly humbling going away reception for us.   I couldn’t believe how many people came.

Ms. Grace will be very much missed by my girlies.

Our plane ride back.  Some friends of ours call flying internationally with children a, “mid Atlantic wrestling match.”  So true.

Nora rode in style.

More thoughts on our move coming soon.  Maybe.  :)

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Scottish Farewell

We’re moving in exactly 1 month and 2 days.  I’m sad about it.  Real sad.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m super excited to moving back to America.  To our friends and family.  I’m very much looking forward to going home.  But I will miss Scotland deeply.

So in honor of our 4 and a half years here in Scotland, I wanted to make a list of the things that I will miss about Scotland and about living in Scotland.  There are plenty of things I won’t miss, but I thought I’d keep this list more positive than my pregnancy overdue top ten list.  :)

In no particular order, I will miss:

- Scottish green grass.

-The rainbows.

- The accents.

-Alanna’s preschool- she loves it there, and she loves Mrs. Maclean, her teacher.

-My Scottish friends, most of all, Fran.

-Mulled wine in the winter

-Christmas village on Princes street during Christmastime.

-Long long days during summer.

-Walking to Tesco.

-Heck, getting Tesco to deliver my groceries to my doorstep for only £3.50 (about  5 dollars). I will really miss that!!!

-Seeing people all bundeled up walking- they love to walk here!

-The bike path behind our house.

-All of the fun day trips that are to be had here.

-The castles.

- Our house, especially the room that I made for Cole, just for him.

-The breathtakingly gorgeous sunsets.

-Walking Alanna to and from school. Even in the rain.

-Seeing all of the children walking to school in their school uniforms.

-Our church- what an amazing group of people.

- Roundabouts.

- I’ll miss Edinburgh- what a pretty city.

-Sleeping with the windows open year round (yes, even in winter, I get really hot at night!)

-The air just smells cleaner here.

-I know I’ll miss a good Scottish rainy day (that one may take awhile to miss though!)

-The amazing water that we drink right out of our tap.

-The scenery.

-Meeting up with friend for a cuppa.

-British humor on TV.

-Mark and Miranda- what lifesavers they have been as far as Christian community is concerned.

-My photography business- it has just started to pick up in the last 3 months- fab timing!!

-Hearing the use of the word, “wee,” incessantly in conversation.

-I swear the sky is bluer here than anywhere else in the world.

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Though far frae thee, my native shore,
And tossed on life’s tempestuous ocean,
My heart-aye Scottish to the core-
Shall cling to thee wi’ warm devotion.
And while the waving Heather grows,
And onward rows the winding river,
The toast be “Scotland’s broomy knowes,
Her mountains, rocks, and glens forever!”

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Favorites

So, I think these pictures are my favorites that I have ever taken.  I just love the lighting, the way they look in black and white, and of course, the subject is super cute too.  :)

This one is my fav from the set.

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Photographic Torture

There will be a lot of pictures in this post.  A lot. Sorry.  Poor baby Cole… he can’t run away from me yet.  And yes, I fully intend to exploit him to the fullest before the day does come that he can run away from me.

He’ll be the most photographed 3rd child in all of history.

We’ve been doing SO well around here.  We’re all just loving having a baby in the house.  The girls are adjusting well.  They just love him to bits.  Cole is doing great, he definitely has his “off’ nights, but on the whole, he’s a pretty good sleeper.  We kind of do the normal thing around here with him… feed him, he poops, he sleeps.  Rinse and repeat.

And now onto the photos.

This was just before his first bath.  Believe it or not, he had not been bathed at all by this point.  They don’t bathe babies until they are 24 hours old here, and we were discharged from the hospital before he was 24 hours old.  Fortunately for me, he wasn’t too messy after he was born.  In fact, our dear friend Mark Kelly (who has an imaginary blog, yes he really does) looked at a picture of Cole right after he was born and said, “Wow, Hope even keeps her womb tidy.”  LOL!!!

Wee man was not happy about that first bath.  Look how red he is!!!

Cute little guy.  And wearing the shoes that I made at that.  Unfortunately, I made them WAY too small, so they’ll probably only fit him for a few more days.  Oh well…

Can’t leave my little ladies out!  They got a surprise from baby Cole after he came home from the hospital.

Sweet little man…

Can I eat his cheeks?  Pretty please??

So, the girls are sitting next to me right now.  Nora just sneezed allllllll over my computer.  Loving the snot and slobber all over my computer screen now.

Anyway.

Here are some of the newborn portraits that I’ve gotten.  Poor kid and my photographic torture… yes, he did pee all over everything on multiple occasions.

As a side note… and all mothers will totally understand what I’m talking about here.  Why is it that newborns instincually know when mom is just about to fall asleep?  Seriously,  it does’t matter if you wait 5, 10, 20 minutes just to make sure that the baby is asleep when you put him in his bed (Cole is currently in a moses basket next to our bed), he will nearly always wake up just as you’re about to fall asleep.  It really cracks me up.  In those moments that he won’t wake up to finish a feed, I just put him in his moses basket and lay down.  9 times out of 10, he’ll wake up just as I’m about to drift off, lol!!!!  And then we finish the feed.  Cracks me up.

The second bath went much better than the first.  You know what he’s thinking here… “Why hello hand. Do you have milk for me??”

This little onesie was Nora’s when she was a baby.  It is soooooo tiny.

Gosh, I just love his baggy skin on his knees and thighs.  Precious.

Gotta love some baby feet.

And to end this blog post, the quote of the week goes to me, said to Nora.  Which was, “Nora, please don’t put lipstick on baby Cole.”

:)

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Cole’s First Video!

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Hadababy ItsaBoy

Cole Owen is finally here!  And we are all totally in love with him. He was born at 8:45 on the 23rd of September weighing in at 7 pounds 6 ounces (the biggest baby Mabry yet!).  We’re home and doing great and the girls are loving having a baby in the house.

If you want to go and see more pictures, you can click on the flickr link to the right.  :)

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A top 10 of sorts

My oven didn’t preheat for long enough. Apparently.  Because I am still pregnant.  Yes, a week over my due date.  And yes, I’m sure of my dates.  3 ultrasounds in 2 countries both confirmed a due date of the 14th of September.

If you don’t want to listen to complaining about pregnancy, then you might want to click to somewhere else.  :)

This isn’t my first time around the overdue bush… Nora was a week late as well.  Although it would seem that Cole is going to outlast her.

So, in honor of being overdue, I thought I would do a top 10 list.  Actually, 2 top 10 lists.  We’ll start with the more positive top ten list.  If you have anything to add to either list, feel free to drop it in the comments!

Top 10 encouraging words for pregnant women who are overdue (in no particular order):

1. “I’m so sorry that you are uncomfortable.”

2. “I’m praying for you.” (And then actual do pray, don’t just say that you are)

3. “I hope he comes soon,” or, “I can’t wait for him to be here!”  Thanks, me too!

4.

Um, sorry, turns out this is going to be a top 3 list, because I can’t think of anything else.

Now for the more cathartic top 10 list.

Top 10 things NOT to say to a pregnant woman who is overdue (from least offensive to most grievous)* **:

1.  “Well, you look great.” Compared to what???  The biggest waddling peguin that you’ve ever seen??? Someone so pumped full of water that it looks like they are going to explode??

It makes me wonder what I look like on a normal basis if this looks good.

2.  “What does your doctor/ midwife say?”  Um, she says that the baby is still in there and obviously doesn’t want to come out.

3.  “Eat spicy food.”  Seriously, who ever ate spicy food and went into labor immediately after?  Bring on the tums, please.

4.  “There’s only one way for the baby to come out.” Helpful… can we just get it over with already?

5. “What’s the rush?”  Um, my pubic bone that feels like it is going to snap in half or the itchy rash developing in my ever increasing stretch marks that’stherush.

6. “Are you having any contractions?”  I love my husband dearly and he has been SO incredibly helpful recently, but if he asks me one more time if I’m having contractions, so help me…

7.  Something to the effect of, “You’ll wish you were just pregnant when the baby is 6 months old, or keeping you up at night, etc.”  Just don’t go there, k?

8. “It’s all in the Lord’s timing.”  Yes, in my heart of hearts, I know this to be true, but please refer to pubic bone and stretch mark rash comment in number 5.

9. “You’ll miss being pregnant.”  You know, I have even said this to someone who was overdue a baby. And I repent in sackcloth and ashes.

10. “Is the baby here yet?” NO.  Seriously, if you ask again, the baby is going to be 2 years old until we tell you he has been born.

*Now, all that to say, I am SO excited for this baby to get here.  And I realize that it is a BLESSING that I can even get pregnant in the first place and carry a baby to full term and ultimately get to deliver a fat healthy baby.

As well:

**This is (somewhat, haha) all in jest and I appreciate any attempt at being kind that has been made to me personally in the past week, even if what was something from my top 10 list.

For those of you wondering, why haven’t they induced you?  Well, they don’t really do that here in Scotland unless medically neccessary, or unless you are 2 weeks past your due date.  Which, honestly, as much complaining as I’ve been doing, is fine by me.  I’d rather the baby decide when he’s ready to come out, and I think pitocin is from the pit of hades.  And I can say that, because I had it with my labor with Alanna.

Hopefully Cole will arrive soon, but if not, he’ll get his final eviction on Thursday, which is when I have an induction date.  My midwife was generous and allowed me to set a date for 10 days past my due date.  Which is about as far as I’d like to leave it since they don’t do ultrasounds for women that are overdue.

Seriously, I hope my next post is a baby post.  Confetti may pop out of your computer screen when the birth announcement is made.  :)

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A Caterpillar Story by Alanna

Alanna: ” Once upon a time,

there was caterpillars.

A mommy caterpillar, a baby caterpillar, and a daddy caterpillar.

And they were walking. They lay down on their bellies and slide.

Really slow.  That’s what they did.”

Me:  “What else?”

Alanna: “Nope.  That’s the end.”

(Edited to fix pictures and to say, no the baby has not arrived yet!)

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The longest craftiest post ever

Okay, seriously, this is the longest craftiest post ever. I’ll be impressed with you if you actually make it all the way through.

I thought I would show you some of the projects that I’ve been working on for the past few months.  Now, keep in mind, I usually don’t do this much crafty stuff on a regular basis.  Once I finished the nesting process during the pregnancy (which I. love.  I love cleaning out stuff, organizing, etc.), I decided that I needed some projects to put my hands to.  Most of them were done when the girls were sleeping, some were done on days off that Adam gave me.

All that to say:  no children were neglected in the making of these crafty items.

First off.  I made a baby gift consisting of a onesie dress, 2 bibs, and some baby shoes.  The tutorial I got for the onesie dress can be found here. The bibs I just made up on my own using bibs I already have as a pattern, and the shoes came from a pattern found in this book. I got the book at hobby lobby the last time we were in the states.

I’m not gonna lie.  The shoes were difficult to make (big shout out to Mirandi who helped me make them while she was here visiting!), even though the book says that they are only a difficulty level of 3.  I can’t imagine some of the projects that are rated at a 5.  I’ve made these shoes a lot.  More than I’m going to admit.

More on the shoes later.

Next up:  baby Cole’s room.  It was already blue (the girls crib bedding had a blue background with pink and red flowers on it).  I made the bumper pads, the crib skirt, and the trim on the curtains.  What I did for the bumper pads was just make slip covers for the ones we already have.  It sounds more complicated than it is, but it really wasn’t that hard.

Although, I’m really proud of my cording, lol.

(The cording wasn’t difficult either.)

The canvas boards on the wall there… I covered those with leftover fabric and will spray mount his newborn portraits onto them if he’ll ever just go ahead and be born.

Adam gave me that red chair (he bought it at the goodwill for like $15 and then my mom paid to have it recovered if I’m rememebering correctly) when I was preggers with Alanna.  I’m so glad that I chose to have it covered in red, because it works well for a girl or a boy.  The little storage cube next to it was bought at Wal-Mart right before we moved to Scotland.  We bought 4 of them at the time, and had one sitting in the garage that hasn’t been in use for awhile.  So, I recovered it using a hot glue gun.

Seriously, ya’ll, I can make anything with a hot glue gun.  No lie.

The sheers were already in the room, I just added the boy bit to the bottom.

Funny story, when I was in college, I bought this HUGE bolt of sheer fabric for like $60 (it was being sold for so cheep, because it had a teeny tiny little flaw on the edge that went all the way through- you couldn’t even see it once the sides were hemmed).  I sat in my college apartment and made all of the sheer curtains for our first home when me and Adam were engaged.  I even still have some of that fabric left on the bolt there was so much of it!

Anyway, that sheer curtain came from that bolt of fabric and was in the girlie nursery.

My mom and I bought this changing table when I was pregnant with Alanna for $15 dollars at a consignment sale.

We’re all about the deals.

Oh yeah, I made the quilt too.  I didn’t use a pattern for this, just kind of sewed the squares together and then did one solid color on the back that wraps around the edges.  It’s kind of wonky (yes, that is a real word), but it doesn’t bother me!

Inside the crib.  I did not make the sheet. I purchased it off of someone on etsy.com.  It just seemed way out of my league for my sewing capabilities.

The outside of the bumper:

The inside of the bumper:

Check out that cording… lol, it’s SO not hard to do!!

Annnnndddddd, the crib skirt.

Whew. That wraps up the baby’s room!

So remember the baby shoes?  I decided to try and make some for Cole.  The first pair came out alright.

He’ll match his room, HA!

The second pair, I tried to make with elastic and in a smaller size, thinking that with elastic, they’d have a better chance of staying on.

Clearly, I don’t understand how elastic works.

I got a better understanding of elastic when I made these shirts for the girls:

The tutorial can be found here.  And seriously, these are SO easy to make.  The first one took a bit longer, but the second one only took me an hour to make.

I lengthened the pattern on the tutorial since it is for babies.  I wish that Alanna’s were a tad longer, but that’s okay, because Nora can wear it when she out grows it!

Speaking of Nora, she didn’t like her shirt… she thought it was too tight, because of all the elastic.

I said, “You will wear the shirt kid, because I made it with my own bare hands.”

And I think she was okay with that.

And then, because they had peasant shirts, I made them go and harvest the fields for potatoes.

Not really.

So, remember the blurb book?  I thought I’d show it to you, even though I made it back in like April or something.

Here’s the cover:

They give you the option of printing your own image on the cover that wraps all the way around the front and back (which, I did).

The print quality is awesome.  I just copied and pasted my blog entries either right onto the images or onto the pages.  The templates were super easy to use.

I particularly like the page templates that you can put a bunch of pictures on… you know, the snapshots that you just want to pile all onto one page.

All in all, I heart my blurb book, and plan on getting one made a year for our family adventures and holidays and stuff.

One of my main goals before the baby was born (not that he’s been born yet or anything) was to get all caught up on my scrapbooking.  I decided that I could no longer maintain a scrapbook for our family stuff and each child, so hence the blurb book.  I do scrapbooks for the kids that pertain to events or pictures just of them.  My goal is to only have like 2-3 layouts a month per book so that I can actually keep up with it.

You may be wondering why I do the scrapbooks instead of just getting everything printed in the blurb book.  Well, I like to have my handwriting in their books as well as putting little pictures, or whatever in there. I really just enjoy making them for the kids when it all comes down to it though.  I find it therapeutic to go upstairs when they are in bed and sit at my desk and make something with my hands for them.

You probably think I am some kind of freak, but that’s okay.  :)

One more sewing project that I did recently.  The girls have these little pigs from a tv show here called, “Peppa Pig,” so when I came across this tutorial, I thought, wow, it would be fun to make a house for the girls for their peppa pigs.

There’s a character on the show named, “George,” that Nora insists on saying with a British accent.  Anytime we say his name, she corrects us as to its proper pronunciation.  I have video of that I think that I probably won’t ever post, so I don’t even know why I told you that.

And they open up to this:

Yes, those are mud puddles for the pigs to play in.  :)

I had fun with this project, because I used a lot of stuff I had around to make them.  The blue fabric I bought a couple of years ago to cover some of those storage cubes from Wal-Mart, the brown fabric came from a tweed skirt that I was going to give away, but decided to keep for the fabric.  I had the buttons, the button loops were hair bands (which is recommended in the tutorial).  I just bought a bit of green and yellow fabric, and some felt.

And yes, I used the hot glue gun to attach all felt pieces.

So, I really like this site for sewing project if you find yourself needing to take your mind off of a big gargantuan massive huge growth hanging off the front of you.

Ahem, I mean, if there is a sweet baby growing inside of you that you can’t wait to meet.

So, the past few days, being really desperate and having nothing else to sew, scrap, or glue, I borrowed this little beauty from some friends of ours.

It has a gazillion pieces I swear.

I’m not sure how many pieces it actually has because it was given to me in a big plastic bag with a fold out picture for reference. Thank goodness for that picture.

It was kind of touch and go there for a bit, as to whether or not it was actually making me more frustrated and irritable, but all in all, I had a good distracting time doing it.

So, now that I have done alllllllllllll of these little projects AND built a sadistic puzzle, AND this post brings me up to date with my blogging, there’s only one way for this pregnancy to go.  And that is for the baby to GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT.

:)

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