Entries from September 2013

Dining Room in Progress

September 17, 2013

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The title of this post is “Dining Room in Progress” but the truth is my entire house is in a state of transition – a perfect metaphor for my whole life being in a state of transition. The only room that feels truly complete and comfortable is our living room. It’s cozy, layered, and eclectic – which is how I want my entire home to feel. So I decided to start with our dining room next – which is right off the living room.

First off, we sold the 1957 Haywood-Wakefield mid-century modern dining room table. This was bitter-sweet for me. Our H-W table was the first piece of legit grown-up furniture I had ever purchased – as in, it wasn’t a hand-me-down and it wasn’t IKEA. I’ve had countless dinners and conversations with friends around it. That said, I had a vision for something new – something a little more conducive to daily family dinners vs. the occasional friend dinners. I searched up and down online and off for the perfect dining room table but it just didn’t exist (or was way out of my price range if it did).

That’s where my new friends at Bent came in. I hired Bent owners and designers Chad and Travis to custom build a low, round table made from a local Oak tree. They were collaborative and awesome through the whole process and now we have a solid table that I can imagine passing down as an heirloom piece to my children one day. I wanted a table that felt casual and bohemian but solid and durable. I love the idea of getting cozy on layered rugs, pillows, and throws – I can imagine spending hours around this table talking about life, vision, and travel with friends and family alike. I can even imagine creating new holiday traditions and meals around this table. It already feels like a big part of our home.

But the dining room is still in progress. I’m inspired by Sibella Court’s interior styling book Etc. to bring pieces I love and a “curated clutter” kind of vibe to our space. Another thing I love about her style is that she’s able to make even bright colors feel moody, refined, and atmospheric. So here’s what I have left to do:
• Add more pillows, layer in more rugs, and add a throw or two to the seating area
• Find and hang a new chandelier
• Add more art / visual interest to the wall behind the seating area – my sister found a bunch of drawings my dad did as a kid that I’m excited to hang in this space
• Find a chair and create a sitting nook on the opposite side of the dining room (not shown)
• Bring in a low plant bench under our window for succulents and other collections of things we love

I’ll be sure to share the “after” once it’s done! Then on to the master bedroom, guest bedroom, and baby room!

I’m not crazy busy

September 16, 2013

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Why is it any time anyone asks me “How are you!? How’s life?”
I respond “Good! Crazy busy. But good!”

Yes, I run a tight ship and I get shit done.
Sure, my calendar is full with deadlines, coffee dates, and client meetings.
Yeah, sometimes I email after-hours and think about “what’s next” for my business, even on the weekend.
And sometimes I feel completely wiped out by all of it.
But I’m not crazy. I’m prolific, organized, and always determined to move forward.
Plus, my long mornings and open evenings are proof that I’m really not so busy-busy.

So this is my vow to eliminate “crazy busy” from my vocabulary.
A promise to trade in a sense of urgency for a practice in patience.
A commitment to recognize the difference between doing it all and having it all.

And when you ask me how’s life, instead of the “crazy busy” fall back, I’ll respond:
Wildly productive and living the dream. 

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Here are some posts I’ve written at Braid Creative lately that you might be interested in:
• Being an Expert Means Getting Daringly Narrow
• Making the Most of Your Multiple Personalities: The Many Roles & Personas of the Creative Entrepreneur
• And I’m sending out exclusive content once a week (or so) via our Letters for Creatives – straight to your inbox and nowhere else

22 Weeks | Feeling Good

September 13, 2013

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I’m getting to that point where I’m really starting to show – which prompts friends, family, and acquaintances (but not yet strangers) to ask me how I’m feeling. And the truth is I’m feeling good. In fact, if it weren’t for kicking babe and growing belly I would hardly feel pregnant at all. I even took a break from all the baby research and reading to indulge in some cheesy fiction (Gone Girl).

During our daily walks Jeremy and I have started talking about what kind of parents we want to be, our thoughts on schooling (broad stroke philosophical conversations), and child care options (nanny? pre-school? mother’s day out? work part-time?). A lot of it is still unclear – there is only so much planning you can do for the unknown. With that, we’ve found this extra time in our evenings that didn’t seem to exist even a few months ago. It’s as if we’re already starting to make space for what will be.

In other news, Tara and I had a photo and video shoot for Braid Creative this past weekend – I kind of felt like one of those badass movie stars who powers through a shoot and does her job even at 5 months pregnant. It felt good to remind myself that I have ambition beyond baby, but at the same time it was cool feeling my little guy, with kicks and rolls, small reminders that he was still right there with me throughout the day.

Other Field Notes & Observations:
• I’m getting veins in weird places. I have one that has popped out right between my chest and another on my ankle. I’ve always had huge varicose veins on my calves since I was 15 (inherited from my dad) that are only becoming more pronounced with this pregnancy.
• I still get Braxton-Hicks practice contractions. Mostly when I pee, workout, and during sexy times. My entire belly gets rock hard and pointy. It’s fascinating and gives me a little insight as to what it must feel like to be a guy.
• I’ve started getting some random shooting pain in my lower back. I think it’s time to make that chiro appointment.
• I also experienced some round ligament pain which is basically my ligaments along the side of my belly stretching out. It felt like a sharp side stitch but of course I thought I was coming down with appendicitis. Also, when I turn funny or stretch my belly out too much I’ve started feeling almost what feels like tiny tears in my obliques.
• I’ve been superstitious about setting up the nursery too early. But I’m ready for some order in my home. I’m thinking about bringing my sister’s hand-me-down vintage crib home and hanging curtains this weekend.
• I can always sense that the baby is about to kick just before he moves.
• I’m really starting to miss my high intensity workouts, lifting heavy weights, and rock climbing. But I’m grateful that I’m able to be as active as I am now.
• Jeremy has started making up silly songs about my belly. It’s my favorite.

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A few other items and resources to note: 
• My friend Greer is launching a Modern Mama ECourse! I’m looking forward to this one.
• My friend Janette is offering online & offline styling services for design conscious parents with her new business Sun + Dotter! I’m going to be taking her Skillshare ECourse on stylish toys for babies soon – I’ll let you know how it goes.
• We did the branding for MamaSeeds, an online community for modern mamas, almost two years ago! It’s cool to actually participate in it now.
• My entire outfit above is pre-maternity from Shop Good – they also hooked us up with some seriously awesome goodies that I’ll be sharing next week.

Related posts:
• 9 weeks | We Made Magic
• 13 weeks | Like A Gorilla
• 14 weeks | It’s Like Puberty
• 15 weeks | It Takes Time
• 16 weeks | Vivid Dreams
• 17 weeks | Pump It Up
• 18 weeks | Bebe Glows
• 19 weeks | Boy or Girl? 
• 20 weeks | Half-Baked
• 21 weeks | After Before

Fear Confession

September 10, 2013

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Yesterday I revealed my fear of the dark – but today I wanted to direct you to a guest post I wrote for Krystle over at Paper Fort Studio with a more serious deep-seated (or is it deep seeded?) fear of what we call in my family The Crack of Doom. You know – when everything is going right so you wonder when things are going to fall apart? That’s Crack of Doom right there.

Check out the post here.

 

 

Night Light

September 9, 2013

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It turns out that I’m afraid of the dark.

I didn’t fully realize my scaredy-cat tendencies until I started waking up to pee an average of 3 times throughout the middle of the night. I used to be the girl who would hold it all night out of laziness – or I would press on my bladder to see how dire the need-to-pee situation was. Now the threat of UTIs has me naked and half-asleep, ping-ponging my unfamiliar body while cradling my large tight stomach, down my striped Beetlejuice hallway multiple times a night. Every night. When there is a full moon out I can see just enough to be creeped out. When the moon is new I might step on a cat and try not to think about stumbling into a rape-murderer on my way to the bathroom.

Once I make it to the toilet I begin to wake up as my eyes adjust to the dark. I always find this opportunity to reminisce about the scariest movies I’ve ever seen including Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Paranormal Activity, and The Exorcism of Emily Rose. I try to keep from looking back down the hallway for ghosts or shady silhouettes. I always feel safest when I have a cat accompanying me – especially if it’s Mister Scooty Boots. Then I run/shuffle back to bed, jump in, and assure myself that it’s actually Jeremy next to me with a Hellen Keller style pat down of his face (he usually sleeps through this).

One time, after waking up from a particularly disturbing nightmare (which seems to be shockingly common these days) I actually woke and recruited Jeremy to escort me to the bathroom. I even devised a strategy where I stayed behind him and then jumped ahead of him, per our proximity to open spaces and entryways, so he was always a human shield between me and the things that go bump in the night. He listened with patience and zero condescension as I recounted the horrific details of my nightmare – which of course didn’t seem quite as scary when spoken aloud. “No really. It was terrifying. If only you could see it in my head. You had no legs and there was blood EVERYWHERE.” (Meanwhile, I’m trying to get the most out of the trip and am rocking back & forth on the toilet, per a commenters advice, to completely empty my bladder). Together we’d stumble, nekkid, back down our hallway to our bed and I’d almost laugh thinking about an actual bad-guy-out-to-get-me taking witness to the scene.

Last weekend Jeremy and I were wondering around Lowe’s gathering random things for our home, from lightbulbs to tree stakes, when I decided to pick up a night light. But first I had to ask an employee where they were located. “Excuse me sir, can you point me towards your night lights?” “You mean for kids?” “Yeah … ahem … or for adults.” Some of the more stylish ones also touted changing color LEDs. I don’t need a disco party in my bathroom – I just need a little bit light to ward of the scaries. I settled on a night light appropriate for a grandma’s bathroom and am currently on the hunt for something a little more worthy of my modern sensibilities. But since plugging that bad boy into the wall my night life has completely changed – I’m able to pee in confidence with about 80% less fear than I was experience pre-night light.

Moon image is a poster via Urban Outfitters – overlay by me. 

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