Movies I'm Loving

[Currently in theaters]

The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

During Christmas break, Matt and I got to grab some movie dates to see a few films that we really wanted to see on the big screen. "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" ended up being my favorite. It's such a simple, sweet little story and I give major props to Ben Stiller (who to be honest, I usually can't stand,) for directing it so beautifully. The locations are gorgeous, (hello Iceland!) the acting is top notch, and the music is just perfect. (David Bowie! Arcade Fire!) And it's family friendly to boot! I loved this one so much and can't wait to see it again.

Saving Mr. Banks

My siblings and I grew up watching "Mary Poppins" (over and over and over again...) I'm pretty sure my sister Grace and I still have the whole script and every song memorized. So "Saving Mr. Banks" was the one movie I desperately wanted to see before the baby was born. It didn't disappoint! Such a great cast (Emma Thompson is seriously so, so good.) I've read P.L. Travers' books, but didn't know much about her biography, so the story was fascinating to me. My big regret is rushing out of the theater too quickly and missing all the original photos and sound bits from Travers' actual trip to California. Can't wait to see this one again!

[Currently on Netflix]

Bernie

I have an embarrassing confession - I am more than a little bit in love with Jack Black. "Nacho Libre" and "School of Rock" are major guilty favorites. We actually started "Bernie" while I was in labor in the hospital last week, and had to stop halfway through so I could push Oona out. We finished it the next day and I can't get it out of my head. It is such a weird little movie, and based on a very weird real life story. Jack Black and Shirley Maclaine? Weirdest pairing ever, possibly. But they make it work. I think what drew me in to the story so much is that the town the story takes place in, Carthage, TX, reminds me so very much of all the little southern towns I grew up in as a kid. The accents, the gossip, that southern Bible belt culture - it was all so spot on in the film. If you can handle dark humor, (and Jack Black in tight high waisted pants and a creeper-mustache,) you should definitely see this one!

Black Fish

When I was a teenager a friend and I went to Sea World in San Antonio and I remember being in awe not just of the beauty of the orcas and dolphins, but of their obvious sensitivity and intelligence. What amazing animals. After watching "Black Fish," however, I've really been thinking about whether or not I could ever go to another show at Sea World. The case the documentary makes against such parks and their practices with their marine animals is really shocking and heartbreaking. This one will stick with me for a long time.

[Currently On Amazon Prime]

"The Grass is Greener"

We've had an Amazon Prime account for years, but only just recently started taking advantage of their Prime instant play movies. I was pleasantly surprised at the variety Amazon offers - especially in the classic movies genre (a genre I have felt that Netflix does not do justice.) We watched a lot of old movies over the holiday break, and "The Grass is Greener" was my favorite. It stars Cary Grant, Robert Mitchum and Deborah Kerr. It's a comedy, but deals with a wife's infidelity and how her husband (played perfectly by Cary Grant,) decides to handle it. I love Cary Grant in this role SO much. I think you will too!

"Teacher's Pet"

I love me some Clark Gable almost as much I love Cary Grant, and this was a movie I had never heard of before. It's light and cute and well acted. There's a melancholy behind Gable's sarcastic, gruff performance that really makes it hard to take your eyes off him. 

Any movies that you are loving that I should know about while I'm in my stuck-to-the-couch-with-a-nursing-baby stage? I'd love to hear about them!

An Honest Account of the First Week

I didn't get any sleep the night before Oona was born. I was scared. Scared of going through the induction, scared of being a mom to three, scared about how Olive and Silas would do while I was busy at the hospital, scared of bringing a baby home with a sore, tired body and having to still be mom to a rambunctious 4 year old and 21 month old. I was so anxious when we got to the hospital at 7am Thursday morning that my stomach was flipping and my hands were shaking.

As it turned out, the labor and delivery turned out to be the easiest and most relaxed of the three that I've experienced. I started pitocin around 9am, and had steady but mild contractions until noon when my doctor broke my water. Even after having my water broken, my contractions felt easy and I worried my labor was going to stall out because I felt too "comfortable." Matt and I distracted ourselves watching "Once Upon A Time" on Netflix for an hour or two, at which point my nurse convinced me to go ahead and get the epidural before the contractions got any worse. The epidural was easy and effective. I ate lots of jello. The contractions kept coming. Matt and I started a movie around 4:30pm, and 15-20 minutes later I started feeling shaky and had a hunch I might be going through transition. Sure enough, I was declared "complete" at 5pm, and 20 minutes later Oona was wailing on my chest. Three easy pushes was all it took. I couldn't believe how fast it all went. I got to cut her cord myself, and she latched on and started nursing beautifully 5 minutes after being born. It all just felt too good to be true.

We came home Saturday morning, and that's when things got difficult. Oona has been jaundiced, so nursing has become increasingly difficult. She's lethargic a lot, and it's often hard work to get a good latch because she's so sleepy. My "girls" have suffered badly between all the long nursing sessions, incorrect latch ons, engorgement, and milk blisters. Cracks and scabbing. It gets so frustrating because you read and hear everywhere that if you're "doing it right" then "it shouldn't hurt." So I feel like I'm failing constantly, and feeling like a failure + being in a lot of pain makes my hormones take over and I become a weeping machine that doesn't have a "STOP" button. Basically - I'd take going through an induction 100 times over vs. getting through the first week with a jaundiced newborn and sore postpartum body. It's been a very overwhelming week. (Thank God for prescription strength Motrin and chocolate. Amen?)

It's not all bad, though. I know without a doubt that I am married to the most unselfish, patient guy in the world. Matt has taken such good care of all of us. When I even imagine going through any of this without him, the waterworks start flowing and I become a blubbering mess. Oona is a cutie, and adored by the whole family. We live for the moments when she's wide awake and checking us all out. She's my first bald baby, and has the softest, fuzziest head that everyone loves to rub. I thoroughly enjoy the moments where she falls asleep on me while I'm burping her, and we all find the funny "dream" faces she makes in her sleep hilariously entertaining. Our church family has been bringing us hearty meals all week, and girlfriends across the country have been faithful to text me nearly every day to check up on me and let me know they're praying. And I have really felt those prayers. God is good, all the time. I know He will get us through the rest of this challenging adjustment period. 

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[Portraits of my children once a week for a year.]

Olive - Wanted curls like her Auntie Grace, so I gave her the "wet braid" treatment (where you braid wet hair into a ton of tiny braids and let dry overnight.) Brought back lots of memories because my Mom did this to Grace's and my hair all the time when we were little.

Silas - Watching Matt shovel out our driveway after all that blizzard/"polar vortex" craziness. 

Oona - First bath just hours after being born.

Introducing... (Finally!)

Oona Caroline Frey finally joined the family on January 9, 2014!

8 lb 2 oz, 21 inches long.

We are totally smitten with her (even Silas has fallen under her spell!) She is a strong, feisty girl, 

and pretty much a clone of her big brother and sister! 

It was a blessedly fast labor and delivery, (my easiest of the three by far,) 

and recovery has been a breeze. It is good to be home adjusting to life as a family of 5!

The Day Before.

I was trying for months to keep this scenario a very real possibility in my mind, (after all I've been here twice before,) but I can't help but feel a little surprised (and just a bit depressed) that this baby has still not budged. To make matters worse, I've had several "false starts" in the last 4 weeks, each ending in disappointment. I felt so sure that even if this baby was late, it couldn't be later than Silas was (4 days) but she has surprised us again and tomorrow we will be 6 days past due! Blah.

So early tomorrow we start the induction, and while the process brings me anxiety, the knowledge that she will be here tomorrow (or, worst case scenario, early Friday,) brings me comfort. I'm also very thankful that my OB will definitely be the attending doctor. I feel peaceful that no matter how tomorrow plays out, it will be good.

All this being on edge for weeks, waiting for something so big "to happen" has been exhausting, for all of us. We are all so ready and excited to see her face and start to get to know her personality. 

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[Portraits of my children, once a week for a year.]

Olive Evangeline - does not like to cooperate for pictures.

Silas Benjamin - saying new words every day, when not constantly clinging and whining about my legs.

[P.S: I've been looking forward to trying this popular year long project since last year. Was really hoping to start this first week off with a picture of my third baby too, but she is a stubborn little thing. At least I can say with a certain amount of certainty that she will make an appearance in next week's installment!]

Whomp Whommmp.

Today's my due date!!!

But, unfortunately I still look like this.

Aww, isn't 40 weeks just...peachy? 

It should be noted that meandering into Forever 21 at 40 weeks is most definitely a mistake,

even if everything IS 75% off. 

(Actually, going out of your house - period - is probably a mistake at 40 weeks.)

(Unless you're on your way to the hospital, of course.)

The looks! The raised eyebrows! The loud comments from strangers on your epically huge size!

And then the ugly-crying into your americano in the car on your way home, because you are really

starting to believe you are going to be pregnant and puffy for the rest of your life!

Here's the scoop, complete with gross TMI details. (You know you want them.)

I was 3cm and 70% effaced at my appointment today.

Which means I haven't progressed at all in over a week.

No matter that I have been trying all sorts of tricks to get things going since Christmas!

The fact is: Frey babies are just stubborn. Olive was 10 days late, and Silas 4 days late.

So, we're giving it another week to see if things start happening naturally.

If nothing happens before next Thursday morning, I'm checking into Hotel Hospital for an induction.

(I'd wait longer, but my OB is going out of town and I'd really like her to deliver the baby.)

So please send up some prayers for me that this kid will catch the hint that we want her here soon!

Though, to be fair to her, I don't know if I'd want to be born in weather like this either...