birth

Once upon a time I spent all my time telling people I was going to be a "baby nurse." Approximately 25 years later [after resolutely ignoring of all the hints and shoves in that direction], I finally came to the realization that I love babies and mamas and rubbing bellies and birth and the entire process.

Anyway, once I was open with myself about wanting to be a midwife then I began talking about it. You know what? NO ONE HAS BEEN SURPRISED. Every friend, friendquaintance, family member, and random stranger on the street that I've told has been all, "Oh. Yeah. That is so you." 

That feels rad.

Since I love all things mommy and baby and family my sweet friends have been all, GET YOUR DEGREE AND BIRTH MY BABY. It could be weird, but it's not like I haven't been talking about vaginas for years and I'm totally cool with being all up in everyone's business. In the meantime, I'm honored to be present and welcomed into the process.

Enough about me though, my friends Jessica and Jake are one of my favorite couples from college. They're one of those PB&J couples [I say that like it's an actual thing that people say, and I've never heard anyone say it]. They have lots of differences, but they balance each other, they get each other, they stretch each other, they just go together. Basically a peer couple example of what I want in the future for myself. I love them. 

This moment above with her mom seriously warms my heart.  

Awhile ago when Jessica invited me to be at their birth, I was all, "YESSSSSSS!!!" I'd like to pretend that I'm cooler than that and shared meaningful, grateful words, but...I'm not. 

I did give her three rules:
1. You get to change your mind.
2. I get to take pictures. [she was like, "Duh. Here's my pinterest board."]

3. You can totally kick me out at any point and change your mind without any hard feelings. 

Above is Dr. Voss and not to sound too woo-woo, but he had the best energy ever. He walked into the room [the hospital was SLAMMED with births] and was incredibly calm and peaceful. He spent his time encouraging Jessica and honoring the process without anything feeling rushed or dramatic. He also pointed everything out to me as it was happening [which didn't hurt the love I was feeling for him]. 

GAH. How happy does new life make you? I can barely contain myself.

2014 - I don't do resolutions

You may or may not be surprised by this, but resolutions aren't my thing.

My thing is a word or phrase to think about and bring into multiple aspects of my life. I'll tell you about some of the times my life brushes up against my phrase.

Do you want to know what my phrase is?

BOOM. I quite enjoy how I was able to incorporate my favorite profanity into this.

The only thing is you need to say it: Get-cho shit together.

Things I'm thinking about with this:
1. Food/diet
2. Exercise
[I'm such a sterotypical "I don't make resolutions" BSer.]
3. Men
4. Work
5. Homework/School
6. Creative Things

So, I have a post planned with each of these [at least as of right now, but we all know things can change - especially my mind] and I'll give you more information about the HOWs and the WHYs and my thoughts and where I don't currently have it together and the parts that I'm clueless about.

Let's delve.

Oh, and I couldn't decide which picture I wanted so I did two:

Two selfies and new glasses!


Selfies taken by me, which is what makes it a "selfie" on my iPhone. Words added in the Rhonna Designs App. 

shake the dust

Anis Mojgani
[if you want to read the words, check the link above]

things

1. new boots!!

I got these at my favorite consignment store [Clothes Mentor] in Fort Wayne. I've had my eye on them for awhile, and since they stuck around [not much that I love actually does, but I'm a poor student right now and even at a reasonable $25 they weren't a NEED for me] they went to 50% off! eeek! In addition, I filled out my punch card for $10 off [thanks to my SIL for going crazy]! eeeek! They cost me a whopping $2.50. TWO DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS. Boom.

2. My parents give us monies for Christmas [and some presents] and my mom always puts the money in something special.

This year she made us each a different jar like this. I've seen something like this on pinterest, and you should do it if you want to give money because it's totes adorbs.

3. PEANUT BUTTER AND CHOCOLATE.

What's up with this smashed wonky one? Still edible. [If I die tonight, blame the squished Dove Chocolate.]

4. Christmas cards!

Someday I will get it together and send some...maybe. (-:

5. I FINALLY GOT A BRACELET FROM THE ADOPT SHOPPE.

I'm sorry for yelling, but my SIL and I have been stalking Kate on Instagram and I've been stalking her shoppe for over a year trying to get something...anything. She is well loved and makes beautiful things to help fund adoptions for many families. One night I happened to open IG at the same time she posted needing five people willing to test some new bracelets. HOLLA AT ME. This is one test I don't even need to study for to ace! And of course I love the finished product! The darkest and lightest greens almost have a gold-metallic quality, and the tiny owl charm? ADORBS.

I'm back in Indiana [these winter storms, whew!] and classes begin on Monday. I'm trying to get my mind back in learnin' mode...I think it was easier when I had Jan Term. Can I do that again? Everyone has one class it only goes until noon and then we all hang out the rest of the day. I loved dorm life. Judge me. DO EEEET.

Did you get winter storm in your area? What's new?

xoxo

the Christmas Holiday

Over the past few weeks I've had the privilege of spending quite a bit of time with two of my favorite stinkers. See what a stinker that little peanut is?

Yes, she's straight dumping milk on the floor for the purpose of entertainment.

Man, I love these kids.

The Nephew loves anything with wheels right now. (-:

The Niece is just cute while she does, well, what she does. Mostly she unpacks things...purses, bags, cupboards, drawers, etc. OR she wants whatever her brother is playing with.

xoxo