Late fall in Georgetown.

We spent Tuesday night in DC with a plan to do some outdoor exploring the following day, but the rain foiled our plans (we went to the Newseum instead, which was awesome). Our zoo/Georgetown plans were rescheduled for Friday, which was chilly but dry, and we took my younger brother along.

A few photos from our walk around dreamy Georgetown, if you'd like to see: 
And a similar walk we took three years ago.


Happy Thanksgiving!

On Tuesday night, we took our annual trip to the DC area, where we're spending the holiday at my grandparents' home. We have so much to be grateful for, this year and always. I'm especially thankful for our families, for how the concept of family has evolved, for this little one who will be joining us in five and a half months. 

And if you're looking for some way to give back this season, a few ideas: 
*Hope for New York: our church's support for non-profit affiliates serving the poor and marginalized in NYC. 
*She's the First: an organization sponsoring girls' education in low-income countries, giving them the chance to become the first in their families to graduate from high school. 
*Children's Rescue Mission: an interdenominational organization providing humanitarian relief, education and empowerment to the people in the Teupasenti region of southeastern Honduras.

Happy Thanksgiving, all! Hope you're spending the day with loved ones, wherever you are.


More on our big news.

In all honesty, we weren't sure how much we were going to broadcast this wonderful pregnancy news, simply because keeping it close made it feel that much more sacred. Pregnancy is such a deeply personal experience that comes with a series of (often unpredictable) emotions, and sharing this little lemon-sized person with the world seemed strange. But my goodness, I'm so glad we did. The outpouring of love from friends and family has been overwhelming, and we're feeling awfully blessed by it.

The details: 
*I'm fourteen and a half weeks along at this point, and feeling a bit better than I did in the first trimester. the nausea and fatigue haven't disappeared altogether, but I'm hoping the end is in sight! 
*baby is due May 23rd, but genetics have me suspecting that it will come a little earlier. we'll see... 
*the bump is just baaaarely there at this point. bagels and brie certainly helped with the illusion here. 
*we know the sex of the baby (they can determine sex with a simple blood test these days), and we'll share here soon. :)
*the first month or two had me pretty anxious about keeping this baby healthy and growing. we had an ultrasound last Monday that alleviated some of those fears - baby is moving like crazy, and heartbeat is strong. 

We're just crazy about this kid already, and we're so grateful that God has placed him/her in our care. Truly, a miraculous thing. 


Are you ready for this?

Because Gus is. Christmas is just around the corner, and he can feel it in his bones.

I worked from home this past Monday because I had an appointment in Norwalk during the middle of the day. Gus stayed with me "because we don't get to spend enough time together," Blake says. If we're being honest here, I think Blake needs a small break from his work compadre every once in a while.

A story to illustrate why:
On Monday morning, I was leading a fairly important conference call with Gus next to me (there is nowhere else for him to be. this is his one demand in life.) Five minutes in, Gus took it upon himself to snore louder than ever before - a truly impressive volume to behold. I put myself on mute for ten seconds as I ran downstairs with my computer and locked myself in the bedroom. Not one minute later, Gus was running his head into the bedroom door, and I was speaking very loudly to overpower his whine-growl coming through the crack under the door. He is profoundly gifted in his ability to project his feelings. An advanced animal, we like to think.

And eventually we will talk about things other than our dog. Promise.


A change in seasons.

Yesterday morning we drove into the city for church - a quick drive if you're leaving early enough. Directly following, we jumped in a cab headed down Amsterdam and stopped in Midtown for brunch at El Centro (one of our favorites in our old neighborhood) and an eastward walk to Rockefeller Center.

There are hints of the Christmas season all over the city - wreaths, twinkle lights and store displays appearing overnight. In just a couple more weeks, there will be tree stands, music, gingerbread smells piping from coffee shops. I hate to rush through Thanksgiving, because it deserves its own moment, but I seem to get ahead of myself every year.

How fortunate, to be alive in this very moment.


A tour of our new home.

A home is always evolving with its owners, taking on a life of its own. To date, this is where we are, and we're beginning to make memories in this place.

Back to regular posting in the next week or two!


Dusk in the Ramble.

This afternoon we drove into Manhattan for a walk around Central Park as the sun was setting. The leaves are completely breathtaking this time of year - the kind that stop you in your tracks when you see them against a deep pink sky. We wandered the Ramble with warm roasted almonds (our favorite) and our pup smelled everything there was to smell. The very best kind of Sunday evening, polished off with one of Levain's oatmeal raisin cookies.


Commuting: status report.

I've been commuting from South Norwalk into the city for six weeks now. I'd be lying if I said it hasn't had its rough moments - like the morning when I had to take four different trains or the night when I was trekking back with a very heavy suitcase in the pouring rain (ask me how much that Uber ride cost me. or don't. it actually hurts to talk about). But here we are, and we're doing it. I know that there are other couples and families who are able to see each other far less - heroes, all of them! The things we'll do to be able to spend an hour or two with the people we love.

And I can't tell you how happy it makes me to see Blake and Gus pull up to the train station in the evenings. I get a big, dopey grin on my face when I see that bulldog face resting on the open car window. What luck that these two are mine.


Thoughts from Gus.

Hi friends,

I have a new cousin. Her name is Honey, and she's a three-month-old Miniature Goldendoodle. She runs very fast and thinks it's fun to nip at my ears. I was a puppy once (like, a million years ago. I'm super mature now.), so I get it.

I feel like I have so much knowledge to share with her. For instance:
*For the best belly rubs, fake a deep sleep and roll onto your back. Once in position, let out a deep sigh to let the nearest person know you're there and waiting. Honey rarely sits still long enough for belly rubs. She clearly has no idea what she's missing.
*Sit under Uncle Dan's chair at the table. This is where you will find the most under-table snacks. Honey slept through dinner (whaaat?).
*Bananas are the most delicious snack in the world. Honey spit hers out. I just don't even know.
*Plastic bottles of any kind are not for playing with. I learned this one the hard way.

I've been patient with her so far. It makes my parents crazy proud, which is sort of embarrassing. No surprise there, though. They're always finding new ways to embarrass me.

In any case, I suppose she can stay.

Sniffs and licks,