The Fourth with a Few Firsts

by SimplySharpe on July 4, 2014

Y’all are going to have to bear with me on this one, it is picture and possibly, pun heavy…

Here we are on the 4th of July, and I’m finally able to use some of this blessed freedom to post a quick catch up on what’s going on in our world.

Simply Sharpe-First 4th of July

The boy is a no sleep ’til Brooklyn kind of guy, so it will be rare for me to have the liberty to post as often as I planned. I was hoping to do monthly updates at the least since I take the pictures with the chalkboard like a good Pinterest obsessed person.

Simply Sharpe - 2 months old

However, I have little to no time to drag out my laptop and draft a post. In fact, I have no time to even play on Pinterest these days and am starting to think it’s all just a conspiracy to make us feel like shitty Moms when we don’t bake all day, organize all the things, do all the laundry, and craft our pretty heads off. I’m keeping a tiny {fussy} human alive and that’s good enough for me right now.

Here are some of the posts I missed out on while he needed to be held, rocked, sang to, danced around, diapered, nursed, and entertained all day erry day:

His first Father’s Day:

Simply Sharpe-First Father's Day

The first time he realized reading is sexy:

Simply Sharpe - First Books


The first time he played with Daddy’s records and didn’t miss a beat with that smile:

Simply Sharpe - First Time Playing with Records


Hopefully, I will be back before with another update before he’s old enough to drive. This Mommy stuff is hard work, yo.




The One Where I’m a Mom {On Mother’s Day!}

by SimplySharpe on May 11, 2014

So, a lot has happened since my last post. Obviously, I thought I would write sooner, but nothing happens the way we expect it to, does it?

I’m over the moon with excitement to announce our sweet baby boy is finally here. It was a two day journey to get him into this world, and it’s been a sleepless four weeks with a move thrown in for extra stressful measure, but this little guy lights up our lives in every way.


Simply Sharpe Babies Sleeping



Heart melt ahead…



Daddy and his Mini-Me


I remember the moment we both saw him for the first time. It was truly the most surreal, awesome, heart hugging moment I have ever had. Nothing takes your breath away more than a baby you’ve been praying for after a couple years and a couple losses. This little love came into the world and we get to keep him. I can’t explain it better right now, but I know someone out there understands.

I can’t wait until I’m a little more rested to share more about my entrance to Mommyhood, but for now, I want to wish all the moms (to human and fur babies, adoptive or biological), stepmoms, aunts, grandmas, sisters, mother-in-laws, mom figures, and women who love and mentor others unconditionally a very happy Mother’s Day. I have a heavy heart for those who have lost a mom, a child or are struggling to get or stay pregnant today. My heartfelt prayers go to each and every one of you.





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39 Weeks: The One Where I’m Full Term

by SimplySharpe on March 31, 2014

Why yes, it has been awhile. I can tell from the three people that read these updates that even they were bored with the format. Good thing, too, since the last picture I took was this one at 36 weeks:

Simply Sharpe 36 Week Bump

And to be honest, or “To keep it 100,” as my hubby likes to say, this is really the last picture I felt like taking. We are moving to a bigger place at the end of April and right now baby stuff is taking over our small space. The only blank wall I’ve been able to use is now too hard to get to. It’s not worth the extra effort to see the belly only slightly larger than this picture. I’m stretched to the max, and clothes just don’t feel that cute to me right now.

Now for regularly scheduled programming:

How far along? 39 weeks — FULL TERM, BABY!

Maternity clothes? Let’s talk about this… I have less than a week left to go {G-d willing} and the majority of my maternity clothing is worse for wear. We also tend to get all four seasons in one week in Atlanta, making it even more challenging to have the right things to wear at this stage. I can’t see myself spending another dollar on something I will wear for such a short period of time, so let’s all hope that no one notices how poorly these maternity clothes did in the laundry.

Stretch marks? Oh boy. So, once upon a time, I mentioned the world of BabyCenter Birth Clubs. It’s a sad, scary place where millions of pregnant women go to vent/troll/misinform each other and a few thousand go for answers/advice/support. I recently saw a thread where a girl posted a picture of her stretch marks in defiance of the bitches who had none. That girl is my hero, and I am apparently a bitch. I have the smallest, lightest lines on the outside of my waist. There are no stretch marks on my belly. I’m a horrible person for whining about them. They are nothing in the grand scheme of things.

Sleep? Not soundly, but I manage to get some crazy whacked out dreams during the night, which means I’m getting some of that deep sleep.

Best moment this week? Hmmm… this week? last week? the five weeks I skipped? They’ve all been pretty damn good. I’ve managed to get everything on my before baby to-do list done, so there is that.

I got my hospital bag ready to go:

Hospital Bag

I found this awesome idea on Pinterest to organize the diaper drawer. If you’re anything like me, you will spend forever trying to look for these nifty drawer organizers, so let me save you some time: AMAZON! Is Prime not the best thing since sliced pie?!

I promise to let you know if this lasts at some point. I picture a lot of trial and error at the changing station. (Side note: This blogger also used our top name for those who keep asking. We are going with option two, which happens to be hubby’s favorite.)

Diaper Drawer Organization


I’ve also been enjoying a lot of leisurely dates with the hubs during our last few weeks as a family of two. <3

Miss anything? Other than the ability to bend, tie my own sneakers when I want to go for a walk, shave without fear of injury, do something for longer than 30 minutes without a potty break, and sammies, nope, not one thing.

Movement? I’m going to miss this the most. You really haven’t lived until you feel tiny feet in your ribs. I love Mr. Wiggles!

Food cravings? All the food.

Nausea? Nope.

Started showing yet? Next.

Labor signs? Oh, I hope so. I have a terrible feeling I may be one of those freaks that really doesn’t have symptoms until the final moments, but I did get some very subtle cramping this weekend that I hope are practice contractions. They weren’t strong enough to disturb me, but they were new to me, so I’m hoping they were labor signs.

Belly button in or out? ROCKIN’ the INNIE – It would be cool if it pops the day before he comes though — like a turkey thermometer.

Happy or moody? Happy, but such a hater of the general public. People make me cranky. Hubby told me this weekend how lucky he is I still like him. I must be even bitchier than I realize.

Looking forward to? The moment I meet our little miracle.




34 Weeks: The One Where I’m Considered Normal

by SimplySharpe on February 24, 2014

Today we had an appointment with the high-risk doctor for an ultrasound. One of the few positives of having a high-risk pregnancy is more views of your baby. I think normal/healthy pregnancies only get two ultrasounds: the dating one and an anatomy scan. I’ve had six or seven. Today was actually my last one, as I am now considered a normal or “perfectly healthy” pregnancy as they put it. YAY BABY SHARPE!

It was pretty exciting to get this news today, and even more so that it was first shared with us by the ultrasound tech I formerly referred to as, The Grim Reaper.  She was the one who did our scans for the two losses, and I had a complete panic attack when she walked in the room this morning. I haven’t had her for a scan this whole pregnancy. I saw her face and started to cry. When she was still smiling and talking about how cute and fast our little boy was, I knew today would be different. It was such an amazing moment to be able to see this lady in another light. It was even more amazing to know that I’m finally considered “normal” at least when it comes to high-risk doctors and this pregnancy.

And now for some monotony:

Simply Sharpe 34 Weeks

How far along? 34 weeks

Maternity clothes? Yes. It’s finally starting to warm up a little in Atlanta which means more comfy clothes like maxi skirts and dresses.

Stretch marks? Yawn.

Sleep? It could be better.

Best moment this week? Where to start? The awesome people I work with gave me a baby shower last Tuesday.

Baby Sharpe Shower Work Photo

We took the hospital tour, which was very informative, and I was pleased to find out my delivery room will look nothing like the scene from Friends where Rachel has to share a room with everyone delivering before her. I had another shower on Sunday with some of the most amazing ladies I know, and then today I got discharged from the high-risk doctor. {In Chandler’s voice} Could this be a better week?!

Baby Sharpe Shower Group Photo

Miss anything? Nothing worth mentioning.

Movement? He’s been super squirmy lately, and as it turns out, I was right that I was starting to feel his feet by my ribs. This baby is head down and ready to meet us.

Food cravings? For the love of turkey sammiches — this questions makes me hungry!!!

Nausea? Nope.

Started showing yet? I think we’re beyond this question.

Labor signs? Thankfully, no.

Belly button in or out? In and disappearing daily.

Happy or moody? So happy playing the Pharrell song on loop.

Looking forward to? Getting all the cute baby stuff from my showers organized and washed. My friends were so thoughtful in their baby gifts. I’m a lucky girl.




32 Week Bumpdate: The One After I Skipped a Week

by SimplySharpe on February 15, 2014

So, you may have noticed I skipped week 31. Oops. Nothing like watching the hubs hard at work putting together baby furniture by himself to make me realize what a lazy preggo I’ve become. This is the first time I have dragged my laptop out of hiding in almost two weeks. You would think it weighs a thousand pounds and still connected via dialup the way I avoid it. It just seems so heavy compared to my iPad. First world problems, I know.

Now that I’m well into the third trimester, I’m learning why women actually complain about being pregnant. I used to cry when I would read posts from my pregnant friends complaining about the miracle my body kept refusing me. Now, I kind of want to join them, but I digress…

Simply Sharpe 32 Weeks

How far along? 32 weeks {and 5 days}

Maternity clothes? Yes, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wish I could wear jammies 90% of the time.

Stretch marks? Very light. Not sure why I whine about this one so much?

Sleep? Still with the crazy dreaming, side-sleeping struggles.

Best moment this week? Not getting stuck in Snowpocalypse the Sequel that hit Atlanta this week. It was nice to be safe and warm at home.

Miss anything? Not getting winded after blow drying my hair, bending at the waist, sleep, you know, the usual.

Movement? Mr. Wiggles keeps me smiling through out the day.

Food cravings? Sushi and sammiches again. Only seven more weeks until sammiches!!!

Nausea? Nada.

Started showing yet? I think we’re beyond this question.

Labor signs? Thankfully, no.

Belly button in or out? The flattest little innie this side of the Mississippi.

Happy or moody? All over the map with the moods. Deliriously happy to impatient at the blink of an eye. Not to mention the anxiety as we get closer to an exit strategy… YIKES!

Looking forward to? I don’t know how this happened, but I now have two showers this week. My work is throwing me one, and two of my best friends are having a brunch/shower for me on Sunday. I’m not good at center of attention activities, but knowing the showers are about excitement for the baby makes me feel okay about it. He’s going to be so very loved when he gets here. <3




30 Weeks: The One Where I Spent the Night in a Diner

by SimplySharpe on February 2, 2014

Well, this was certainly a week to remember. It took me this long to want to write about it. As everyone already knows, this was a rough week for Atlanta. I was one of the unlucky ones who got caught in the cross hairs of unpreparedness and political divide. I think this article explains it best, but this one about the silver lining of a sucky situation is also a worthy read.

On Tuesday night, I spent the night in a diner. Yup, a 24 hour greasy spoon type joint. I was one of many who were lucky enough to end up at Landmark Diner and not our cars for the night. I was finally allowed to leave my office around one in the afternoon, which was the absolute worst time to hit the road that day. Yay for me and my 7.5 month preggo self. I spent the next six hours in my car crawling at a snail’s pace for three miles.

It was hour four when I realized that though I had plenty of gas to make my 14 mile commute to work that day, I had very little to idle for several more hours. This posed a big problem as traffic was not moving, it was snowing, and there was not a gas station for another mile, or two hours as it were that day. Let’s not even talk about how my third trimester bladder was doing without regularly scheduled 15 minute potty breaks.

I was fortunate enough to be parked next to a very nice man who had turned his car off for a bit. He got out of his vehicle, which normally would have raised red flags, but as we weren’t going anywhere, it was a welcome distraction. His name was Anthony, and the second he spoke, I realized he was South African like my father. I knew right away he was good people, but  an hour later, he more than validated that thought. We talked briefly about the prospect of running out of gas, as he was low, too. Eventually, cars started to crawl again. An hour and a half later, I was stopped next to him again since his lane had met back up with mine. He asked about my gas situation.

Not good.

This is when he did something that I never would have expected a stranger to do. He pulled his car over, which at this point meant sliding back and forth on the icy side of the road where cars couldn’t make it because it was uphill, and he parked in the snowy lot of a condo building. He told me he was walking to get me gas, refusing to take my money. I was in complete disbelief that a stranger could be so kind. I knew I didn’t have enough gas to make it to the station, which was now only less than a mile from us, but still two to three hours away. I was so incredibly thankful that there was some hope I could still make it to the 24 hour diner to use the restroom and then regroup.

Once I got to the diner, I realized that getting back in my car, even with the extra gallon of gas I now had, it would not be enough to make it home. As I talked to my husband, we also realized there was a reason none of the traffic was moving. The only street that could take me home had become an icy impasse on both sides. He couldn’t come get me, I couldn’t get to him.

Pretty much my worst nightmare played itself out — I was stuck. No way home, and as my anxiety ridden mind wandered, no way to the hospital were something to go wrong. I will spare you the details of my panic attack in favor of another good samaritan story…

People had been filtering in and out of the diner since I got there. Some were walking from abandoned cars that didn’t make it up the icy hills, some were walking from somewhat nearby offices. One of them was a gentleman and his very pregnant co-worker. They had walked from about a mile and a half away where their cars were parked due to the ice block formerly known as Roswell Road. He overheard me asking for an iPhone 4 charger since I leave mine at work and home. No one had one. Damn Droids! Anyway, at some point, he walked over to Walgreen’s and brought me back a charger to make sure I did not lose contact with my husband. He did not let me pay him or pay for his meal. The kindness of strangers was in full force that night.

I also met some really great people that spent the night and work at Landmark Diner. It was a humbling experience to say the least. I kept thinking about people who are down on their luck and never have a home in a snow storm. I need to figure out a way to help. I knew I was safe, I had the money to buy food, people were kind to me, and I had heat. I need to find a way to repay the good karma…

Now, the boring stuff:

How far along? 30 weeks {and 6 days}

Simply Sharpe 30 Weeks

Maternity clothes? Can I keep the same answer here for the next nine weeks?

Stretch marks? See above.

Sleep? Not so much this week.

Best moment this week? Seeing my husband’s face when he was able to pick me up Wednesday morning after the city finally sanded the road. Also, getting home after 24 hours in a diner. There’s no place like home.

Miss anything? Feeling too blessed this week to miss things.

Movement? I have felt a lot of what feels like feet up by ribs and jelly rolls lower than I want to feel anything. It’s weird and awesome all at once.

Food cravings? Please pass the ice cream.

Nausea? Briefly at the diner, but I think it was nerves more than anything.

Started showing yet? I think we’re beyond this question.

Labor signs? Thankfully, no.

Belly button in or out? I may not pop at this point.

Happy or moody? Thankful.

Looking forward to? A very quiet, uneventful nine weeks.




29 Weeks: Bumpdate

by SimplySharpe on January 23, 2014

I can’t believe it’s the last week in my twenties — pregnancy, obviously not age. My birthday is this weekend, and I’m definitely not still in my twenties, though I am pretty happy about that. I have a few friends still enjoying the last years of their twenties, and I forget how different their problems are. They still focus on small things that I forgot to worry about long ago. I love being in my thirties, even if I wish I could pause the clock–about three years ago. Anything after 30 but before 35 just sounds good.

Now, my middle aged arse is ready for the regularly scheduled program:

Simply Sharpe 29 Weeks

How far along? 29 weeks

Maternity clothes? Yes. I have three pairs of maternity pants I love. I would like to burn the rest using striped shirts with caps sleeves for kindling.

Stretch marks? Listen, my Mom had them, I got them. If I’m blessed enough to have a daughter one day, she will get them, too. Life’s unfair. Blah, blah, blah.

Sleep? Still singing the side-sleeping blues every night. Extreme exhaustion has kicked in, too.

Best moment this week? Naps. They may only last 10-15 minutes, but they are appreciated.

Miss anything? I think I went long enough without some turkey sammich talk — I’m ready for my cold, delicious hospital sammich in 10 weeks.

Movement? I keep wondering if he’s a lazy baby like his Mama? I know my anterior placenta muffles his movements, but maybe he just likes to chill in there? I know I would.

Food cravings? All the dark chocolate and the cheese. Who moved my cheese?

Nausea? Nope.

Started showing yet? Showing that I can barely see my feet? Yup.

Labor signs? Thankfully, no.

Belly button in or out? Still an innie.

Happy or moody? Happy, but a bit more irritable than usual. I’m not sure if it’s a coincidence, but all the calls at work lately seem to be made by people who are full of,  “Um, um… I need to,…” and they all think my name is Martha. Why does Marisa sound like Martha?! And why don’t people know what they are calling for when they call a business?! We only offer one service, how do you not know why you called??? WAAAAHHH. Okay, bitchy this week.

Looking forward to? Spending my birthday with the hubs. We’re not doing anything big because I’m low on energy, but just being with him makes me happy. <3





28 Weeks: Hello Third Trimester!

by SimplySharpe on January 14, 2014

HOLY CATS — I’ve officially made it to the third trimester!!! I know most women are kind of miserable by this point, but considering it’s the first of my three pregnancies to make it this far, I’m over the moon. I’m sure I will eventually start to feel some of the usual things women complain about, but right now, I’m all happiness and hearts over my i’s.

Let’s get to it, shall we?

How far along? 28 weeks

Simply Sharpe 28 Week Bump

Maternity clothes? Yup, yup. That’s one of my new Pea in the Pod shirts in the pic. I’m not so sure stripes are flattering at this point, but it’s soft and comfy for now.

Stretch marks? I have some. I’m growing a human, and I’m just going to deal with it like a big girl. They do seem less noticeable thanks to the Bio-oil.

Sleep? Less and less.

Best moment this week? Seeing this precious face {and foot} today…

Baby Sharpe 3D Ultrasound-28 Weeks

Miss anything? Not really.

Movement? Just enough to know he’s there, not enough to call him a soccer player or anything like that.

Food cravings? All the dark chocolate.

Nausea? None.

Started showing yet? More bounce by the ounce this week!

Labor signs? Thankfully, no.

Belly button in or out? Innie, and I even asked the ultrasound tech about this today. She said in her pregnancies, hers never popped out. Maybe I will be an innie for life?

Happy or moody? Happy, happy, happy! I feel like the luckiest girl in the world on most days.

Looking forward to? Meeting our little nugget.




26 Week Bumpdate

by SimplySharpe on January 5, 2014

Happy New Year friends! I know it looks like another slacker week for me since tomorrow I will be 27 weeks, but who is keeping track? This lady asked me yesterday how much longer I had, and when I told her April 7th, she said, “Oh, that’s a long way away.” Is it?! It’s just over 90 days from today. That’s only three months away. She continued to tell me that once the baby was here I would realize all the things I had not yet done. Gee thanks, lady! I think one day I will write a post about what not to say to a pregnant woman.

And now for the regularly scheduled portion of the program:

Simply Sharpe 26 Week Bump

How far along? 26 weeks {and 6 days}

Maternity clothes? Yes, and today I actually bought some cute new tops — that I hope not to whine about later — from Motherhood Maternity thanks to a very generous gift card from my MIL. They have a HUGE sale on the Pea and the Pod line if any other preggos are looking!

Stretch marks? Next question.

Sleep? Sort of. Still hate the side sleeping, but also having the craziest preggo dreams. Sometimes I share what I remember with the hubs, but I think it makes him really wonder what kind of crazy thoughts go on in my head on a regular basis. It’s the hormones honey, I SWEAR! Why else am I always running my big decisions by Jay and Beyonce?

Best moment this week? We started our registry. I’m still on the fence about a baby shower because I’m not sure I’m comfortable letting people fuss over me that much, but so much fun registering for stuff. It took us three hours and we know we left a lot off the registry. If anything, this just gives us a good list of what we need for our little love bug.

Miss anything? Not really.

Movement? Still not as much as other women. I would curse my anterior placenta again, but it is providing my babe with all his nutrients, even if it hinders my pregnancy experience. C’est la vie.

Food cravings? Still sweets. I’m praying I don’t fail my glucose test next week.

Nausea? None.

Started showing yet? It would be weird if I was not.

Labor signs? Nope.

Belly button in or out? Still an innie, and the more I stare at it, the smaller it looks these days. Of course, it is small compared to the size of my belly. ;-}

Happy or moody? I wish I could say happy all the time, but I had a pretty stressful week at work. I’m hoping for some balance this week. Namaste, please.

Looking forward to? The third trimester — I’m only a week away as of tomorrow! Time is flying!




25 Weeks: Christmas Bump Update {Late}

by SimplySharpe on December 28, 2013

I almost missed this week’s update between vacay and acclimating back to reality after a lovely week in the sunshine state. The questions are pretty repetitive anyway, but it’s kind of nice that I will have a record of each week to share with Baby Sharpe one day.

How far along? 25 weeks

Simply Sharpe 25 Week Bump

Maternity clothes? Yes, and still whining about them. My newest gripe is the quality of the clothes. Why would every item not be washer/dryer friendly? Who is hand washing maternity clothes and hanging them to dry? Crazy ladies that is who! The majority of my maternity clothes are from a store called Motherhood Maternity. I now understand why everyone complains about them. Almost every item I washed and dried is ruined in some way. This is going to be a long, expensive third trimester if maternity clothes are this fragile.

Stretch marks? Sore subject, but just bought a highly recommended product called, Bio-oil.

Sleep? Oh, how I miss it.

Best moment this week? We went home to see our families for Christmas, which is wonderful, but when we got down there, we were surprised with tons of adorable baby onesies and sleepers. My Mother-in-law bought us outfits every time we had a good doctor’s appointment. She gave them to us when we first got there, and it was such a special moment to see the hubs face when he realized just how tiny and precious our little bean is going to be.

Miss anything? Sleep, mostly.

Movement? He was so quiet in Florida, I freaked out a little. Now that we are home, he is back to letting me know all is well in there with kicks and jabs.

Food cravings? Still sweets.

Nausea? None at all.

Started showing yet? Of course.

Labor signs? Nope.

Belly button in or out? Okay y’all, it’s starting to become a smaller belly button, which must mean something in there wants out eventually. Can’t wait to see what it is!

Happy or moody? Deliriously happy when it comes to the pregnancy. Seriously irritable when it comes to crowds, stupid people, driving, store employees, lines, and any other pregnancy rage inducing activities.

Looking forward to? Registering for baby items soon. Everyone in Florida asked when we were doing it, and we were not sure we even would, but now it seems like a good idea. We didn’t register when we got married because we didn’t want people to feel obligated to buy us stuff. We still don’t want people to feel that way, but we certainly don’t mind if people want to shower this baby with love.

I would love to hear from the experienced Mommies about what to register for. I know a baby really doesn’t use a lot of stuff, but what are the items you wish you registered for? Is there anything I should just leave off the list?