Insta-lately.

Where has the time gone?!

I cannot believe we're knocking on June already!

This new life as a mom is definitely crazy, but awesome.

J was out of town all week on business,

so we for sure had a week of mommy boot-camp going on.

Props, high-fives, and fireworks to all you single mamas out there!

Admiration only begins to scratch the surface.

Here's an Insta-glance of the past few days...

{you can keep up with me @elizabetheuna}

Yellow Top: Need this & this, Necklaces: EBay and love this, this, & this 

 Skinnies: F21-old {but want these}, Top: here, Heels: similar, 

Sunnies: here, Jeweled Bangles: Harper Designs, c/o, Tassel Necklace: similar

Jacket: Similar, Pearls: here, Floral Necklace: Similar here and here

Panama Hat: here, Swimsuit: Similar here {also adore this}, Sunnies: here, 

Shorts: old but love these seahorse print picks here and here!

Mint Dress: Stella Rae, c/o {similar here} Necklace: EBay {similar}, 

Bag: Louis Vuitton, Bangles: David Yurman

Hope your weekend's wonderful, guys! xoxo

His faithfulness.

Chambray: similar here, Skinnies: Banana Republic {similar here}, 

Heels: old purchase but obsessed with these, Sunnies: similar here,

Neon Bib Necklace: Ebay, Monogram: Max&Cleo, Bangles: Harper Designs, c/o 

I know it's been six weeks since Hugh was born,

but it really seems like life is just now starting to return to normal...or a new normal, I suppose.

I still don't really feel like myself, but am feeling more like it a bit each day.

Hugh is growing so fast it makes my heart want to swell with joy and break all at the same time.

Goodness I love that boy. So much so that I really can't even wrap my mind around it.

I've been thinking a lot this week about where I was this time last year-feeling empty and defeated.

Dreading Mother's Day after months of being unable to conceive.

This year we're a family of three, celebrating with our perfect, tiny man.

God is so faithful.

Jasper Hugh.

Long time, no see everybody!

I know it's taken me forever to get Hugh's birth story posted.

Finding the time to get my thoughts together the past couple of weeks has been pretty difficult...

welcome to life with a newborn, Elizabeth!

We are finally starting to settle into a routine,

so I'm excited to get back to blogging and connecting with you guys.

Now, let's get to the day our Hugh boy made his appearance...

I shared that we were originally scheduled to go in the morning of 

Tuesday, March 25th for a scheduled induction.

That Sunday J and I took it easy...the calm before the storm, if you will;)

We planned to do everything else that needed to be done-errands, housekeeping items, etc. on Monday.

So after a relaxing Sunday {mani/pedi for me, round of golf for him}, we turned in for the night.

Literally right when I got in bed I felt what can best describe as a "ping," followed by immediate pressure.

My water had broken. Baby time was now!

No real dramatics getting to the hospital, although our dogs were pretty freaked out as

to why Mom and Dad were leaving the house at 11:00 at night.

Hospital bag was packed and ready to go, just a quick change of clothes and we were on our way.

We got checked in to the maternity ward. At first we weren't completely certain if they were going to keep me overnight. The nurse checked me a couple of times. I was at about 2.5 cm, but she was unsure whether my water had broken or not because of the lack of fluid. The incredible pressure and contractions I was beginning to feel-I knew that it had. They eventually determined I had a slight break, think leaky faucet {kind of gross, I know}, 

and decided I would be staying and having this baby.

Around midnight I was really starting to feel an increase in pain, but nothing severe.

Things quickly took a turn though because by 1:00 am I was very uncomfortable and desperately ready

for the epidural. To me it felt like forever, but the anesthesiologist did come pretty soon and delivered the goods. Hallelujah! After that I was feeling comfortable and managed to sleep the rest of the night.

Our families arrived for the big show that morning.

The day itself was pretty low key. Thanks to the incredible staff at the hospital, my pain

was managed so well that I managed to sleep much of the day up until it was time to push.

After about 45 minutes of pushing, at 1:59 pm, our Jasper Hugh was born.

It was so surreal, like a dream. Finally having this little boy in my arms,

 that we'd prayed and tried so hard for.

I feel so lucky that we get to spend the rest of our lives with this boy.

I keep asking myself...what did we ever do before him?