Baby’s first Poo Poo

January 27th, 2015

Nora is almost five months old – seriously, where does the time go? – so we were overdue for her first hike to Poo Poo Point. We drove to Issaquah on Sunday and, along with 93% of the Washington population, attempted to find a parking spot along the paraglider landing field.

Let’s just say it took a while…which we really should have considered beforehand, since it was a Sunday. And sunny. And 60 degrees. In January.

Woodland babywearing

Dude, for reals, it was 60 degrees! In January!! I was massively overdressed in long running tights and a long-sleeved shirt, all black of course. Nora ended up hiking (as in being carried by dad) in just her wool unders, and even that ended up being a little too warm for her. She was a champ, though, staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the big trees until she fell asnooze in the Ergo.

She officially loves Poo Poo!

I was kind of a champ, too. 1700 feet of elevation gain isn’t much, but it was the most I had done since June, when SPD got the better of me. I was prepared for it to massively suck, but it just felt good. Really, really good.


Nora woke up just in time for a snack and some playtime at the north launch point, then spent the rest of our lunch break sitting on my lap and just staring at all the people and all the dogs. I like to think she was admiring the view, too.

She even got to try paragliding!

Nora wanted to try paragliding too

The Mountain was out. Aaahh.

Why hello there

This was an amazing day. Now that we’re out of the fourth trimester and car rides aren’t traumatizing anymore, we’ll hopefully get to hit the trails a little more often. We’ve been hiking the hell out of our local trails, but I’m feeling ready for some mountainous terrain again. (There, I just jinxed this crazy weather we’ve been having and now it’ll be pouring down rain until July.)

Aaaw She's the best
Nora's first Poo Poo Point silhouette Feels good to be back on this trail

Scrapbooking, sort of

January 21st, 2015

Once Nora started napping by herself and I suddenly had time for luxurious activities such as feeding myself and going to the bathroom, I decided it was time to do something with the bajillion photos we’re taking these days. We’re making so many memories every day now, but there’s no way I’m going to remember much of this period at all unless I print photos and write, write, write.

Side note for new parents: shoot lots of video! I had no idea Nora would change so fast in the beginning, and we really don’t have much footage from when she was this brand new, ridiculously tiny little thing. She’s four and a half months now, and I can’t even remember what it was like to hold her back then.

Unfortunately, naptime isn’t quite long enough for me and my slow-scrappin’ ways, so I’m embracing other methods of memory keeping.

One of my favorite Christmas presents was this little notebook from my brother and his girlfriend, containing a greeting from my heroine of all things outdoorsy, Cecilie Skog. This notebook deserved a better fate than being a space for me to write my mundane to-do lists, so it’s now officially my special Nora & mamma book. I’m filling it with my favorite photos of the two of us together (and that one photo from when I ran into Cecilie Skog at the airport) and jotting down special memories.

This book really is just for me, so I don’t have to worry about making my handwriting legible (it rarely is, thanks to computers) or gluing the photos straight. I love this little album already.

Lazy scrapbooking

When we took Nora to Mount Rainier in November, we made sure to get her a National Park Passport and stamp it to document her first visit. Instead of buying the sticker that’s supposed to go below the stamps, I pasted a photo from our trip. If I (and eventually she) keeps this up for every park she visits, this is going to be one cool little passport to have.

I should probably include that dopey photo of Nora stamping in it, too. Heehee.

Nora's first National Park passport stamp! Lazy scrapbooking

Last but not least, I’m officially hooked on photo books. I’ve made some that are just photos and little notes about Nora, one vacation album, and a couple of books where I just used content from my blog. So easy to make (I do it while catching up on Norwegian tv shows), and they take up way less space than scrapbook albums. Bonus: print extras, and you’ll be set for Christmas presents for the grandparents!

Lazy scrapbooking

At some point – when naps are longer or Nora is in college – I will make a traditional scrapbook from her first year (and use up all those adorable baby scrapbooking products I’ve been hoarding for years), but for now, this works just fine.

A wee bit late…

January 8th, 2015

…but god jul and happy new year from the cutest little santa this side of the North Pole! If 2015 is even half as good as 2014 was, we’re in for a good one. <3

This looks like a festive political campaign ad

<3 Nora's first Christmas!
She learned from the best Stocking stuffer


Snoozing Santa

Nora’s nursery

December 16th, 2014

The bedroom next to ours stood empty for the longest time (and by “empty” I mean filled with random hiking gear and outdoor cushions), but this spring we finally had the motivation to spruce it up and get it ready for our little nugget.


We decided on a woodlandish theme, which means that Nora inherited the awesome bear beanbag JK got me for my birthday a couple of years ago and we finally got to use the little rug we couldn’t resist at IKEA.


The couch used to live in the office and is fairly ugly, but it turns into a bed, something that might come in handy in the future. The ladder shelf is from our old bedroom and will be replaced with something that’s less tempting to climb once a certain someone starts toddling around.


JK painted the walls (including a slightly darker accent wall) while I supervised from the couch, then JK put up vinyl decals while I supervised from the couch, and then JK hung the bird mobile while I supervised from the couch. Aaah, pregnancy. The only time in my life I was physically able to nap. *suppressing a yawn*


The picture frame above the changing table is going to be filled with photos of relatives back home, but I was supposed to print them the week Nora showed up…and somehow I haven’t even gotten around to buy ink for our printer yet. Christmas. Surely I’ll get it done over Christmas.

Iggy, marmot, pika

Here comes the Nora train! We found these train car letters at a toy store here in town and finalized her name right then and there. This will probably grow into an epic train set over the years.

Nora's first artwork

…and of course, Nora’s first piece of art – our friend painted this based on our baby announcement photo. I love, love, love it so much!


Nora’s aunt got her this AMAZING romper. It’s still a little too big, so for now it serves as decor…as will her collection of newborn sports supporter jerseys and onesies that she’s now grown out of (sniff sniff). Oh, and since babies produce an impressive amount of laundry, I found this vaguely Mukmukian laundry hamper for all those spit-up-on and blown-out-in teeny tiny pieces of clothing.

I can't WAIT 'til she fits into this! Vaguely Mukmukian laundry basket

Phive Phavorite Photos

November 29th, 2014

Blog posts are scarce these days, so here’s a lazy one where I just copy the text from a facebook update where I was tagged to post five photos that make me happy. I was trapped under an adorable, sleeping baby at the time, so I only went two years back in time.

Beach squishy

The best vacation ever on St. John in 2013, marinating in sunshine and happiness. We went back this year, but since I spent much of the trip puking (for excellent reasons), it didn’t quite reach 2013′s level of awesomeness.


From a trail run to Mt. Defiance in 2013. So many good outdoor adventures that summer, and I felt like I was in decent shape for the first time in ten years.

Our own little corner of the woods

Larch heaven, a day of light and hope (and of realizing yet again how lucky I am to have this guy) in an otherwise difficult autumn of fertility treatments (and look where I am one year later).

Love this bit of trail

Hiking my favorite trail while carrying that long-awaited baby bump. Nuff said.

Happiest moment ever

My favorite photo – my first look at Nora – won’t ever make it onto the interwebs, but this one will do. Nothing, *nothing* could have prepared me for the instant feeling of love (and of magical pain relief/amnesia, which makes me remember labor as “not that bad”, which I KNOW can’t be true) that came the second I laid eyes on that beautiful, wiggling little lump.

Little piggy

…and I have to cheat and add a sixth photo – actually, ALL the photos of my little nugget smiling. My totally zen newborn turned into a very fussy (which is the polite term for screamy) baby, but just one smile from this beautiful being makes it all okay. I asked a friend what happened to our Buddha babies, whose awesome mellowness we had been bragging about a couple of weeks earlier, and she told me that they’re helping turn us into Buddhas. Troof.

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