Cupcakes and Due Dates

Days. That’s where we are at with our baby countdown. Just days until Matt and I get to hold our sweet little girl. Days until my body performs the incredible feat of pushing something the size of a watermelon out of a place much smaller than that. Days until the incredible highs and lows of…

38 Weeks: The Calm before the Storm

Just over a week—that’s about how much time we have before our baby girl is here, changing our duo into a party of three. I’m sure some of you are saying, “you’re a first-time mom. How can you be so sure she’s going to be here in that time frame? Most first-time moms are late.”…

262 Days of Pregnancy

It’s hard to believe I’ve been pregnant for more than 250 days—and even harder to believe I’m halfway through the 37th week of pregnancy. I remember looking at the calendar when we first learned I was pregnant to find out when the 37th week would start. It stood out as a magical, target date in…

School’s Out for Summer

School’s out forever! That song has been stuck in my head since walking to Alliance Française this morning for my last day of French class. It was bittersweet heading into the building and my classroom for the last time. I am sad to not continue further with my classmates—especially since my French has seriously improved…

Babymoon in Paradise

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. I can practically hear the clock ticking as I write. Every minute, every day, each passing week we get a little closer to the arrival of our baby girl. On Monday, I officially begin the ninth month of pregnancy. I’ve read the last month can often drag, but so far the…

34 Weeks and Counting

We are in the middle of the third trimester now and I think I’m starting to hit a wall. While the weeks approaching delivery seem to be flying by, I’m definitely starting to run low on energy and I can feel the hormones kicking up a notch or two. Everything (except my sweet husband—seriously, he’s a rock…

On Castles and Chasms (or a Weekend-End Trip to South-Central France)

“Looks like you’ve made the American version,” said my oh-so-hilarious doctor at my 32-week scan. He’d just informed Matt and me our petite not-so-petite little girl was already weighing in at an estimated and whopping 5.7 pounds. Yep, our feisty, little, French-made bebé, who punched at the ultrasound wand while the doctor was trying to…

Parlez-Vous Française?

Oui, un peu. That was my typical response to someone asking if I speak French until this week. Now, day by day, I can feel myself turning into a French language master! This week I started an intensive French course at Alliance Française, a language school in the heart of the city. I was lucky…

And the Winner is…

Toulouse, France! We’re staying! After a very long, nearly two weeks of limbo, we finally got the word that we can stay here until after our baby is born (though not without some last minute talk of Germany or even Florida—but that’s another story). Though the prospect of Doha was exciting, the ability to stay…

Cologne and Back Again

Today marks seven days of living in limbo from when we were approached about making a last-minute move to Doha from France. On Tuesday, we thought we had the greenlight to go. The very next day, however, we learned of a health insurance challenge the company hadn’t anticipated, so now we’re back to wondering where…