My first month as a Linnberg

Just about a month ago, Jan and I married with our toes in the sand! A whole MONTH already! And it took a month to get my name officially changed- paperwork, and lines and mail and paperwork and fees and waiting. But I made it. Came out the other side a Linnberg. Ash Linnberg. Ashley Linnberg. Mrs. Linnberg. …WEEEIRD. A little neat, but still weird. Wondering when speaking it out loud and using the phrase “my husband” will feel normal. Speaking of- my husband and I have been living the good married life and haven’t found reasons to kill each other. #marriedAF Every morning is a fresh one. Fresh snuggles and fresh eggs and fresh kisses and hugs. He claims marriage makes everything better, too. The way his clothes fit, the air, the food, house chores…everything is BETTER. Can’t argue him. I get better every damn day. ZING!

It’s almost June now, and school is coming to a close. Oliver is pumped! And *I* will have a FOURTH GRADER on my hands. Yeesh. The summer for our family will be packed with weekends outdoors, weekday park and pool trips, playdates, yoga, and family stuff. I intend on making more trips to the farm for hangs (both Linnberg and Olson farms), and having cook outs regularly. We may spend our days feeding ducks and going for walks and swimming or playgrounding. I want to get to the family museum every once and a while, too. Just so many THINGS I have planned, and only 12 weeks to do it all. On top of kid and family plans, I’m making personal goals for ME. I want and need to revisit my yoga books from school. Study up and learn and apply. I also have some books to read on deepening my yoga practice and spiritual connection shit that I am hoping is more “good vibes” than “praise the lord”. But if you know me and books, my track record for finishing a book is no bueno. Unless it is about magic and mythology #wishmeluck

Arthur, my nephew, is turning ONE already in less than a week! #T I M E F L I E S * and Frank will be TWO in a a couple weeks. We are throwing him a dinosaur/ Jurassic Park themed party! Kind of excited to decorate and bake and host. I really don’t mind it, and our house isn’t THAT bad at hosting our brood of fam and friends. Planning on it being outside with a blow up pool to splash in, piñata, games, and cupcakes! I mean, the kid is turning 2…the party is really for me, right?

summing it all up: life is good.

Can not complain much, even though I do. My family is happy and healthy. We have a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. I have great friends, amazing kids, and a husband who truly LOVES me. So yeah.. hashtag blessed.

PS*** tooting my yoga horn*** check out my class schedule and come to a class or two or three or ETC

 

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When your person is away…

As most of you know, Jan is in Afghanistan till March. You know, saving the world and being beautiful and flirting with women in burkas. So this leaves myself, Ollie, Frank, Odin and 3 cats to tend to the house and each other for 6 months. After 2 weeks and 2 days, I can honestly say that this isn’t my ideal situation. I mean, I’ve had bouts of crying, eating, drinking, hiding in the bathroom, sleeplessness, depression, hysterics, denial, and fake smiling. I’ve also cried into my cat more than once. Literally. I put my face on Dennis’s body and sobbed..and you know what? It made me feel equally psychotic and relieved. And Dennis doesn’t seem to mind. I knew all these things would arise. I’d feel all the feels and have struggles maintaining the kids and house and chores and whatnot. It really helps that many of my lovely friends have reached out to help…seriously! It doesn’t go unnoticed, and I will (eventually, if not already) take you up on the offer. Whether it’s babysitting while I shower/get a manicure, or cooking dinner for us, or just being an ear to vent to- I truly love all of you for the support. It means everything. Also, putting up with me is just something you’ll have to do. So, sorryimnotsorry about any mood swings that may occur.

I do get to chat with Janny most days, and it’s what I look forward to the most. That, and it being a reasonable hour for me to have a beer. Can I say that? #nojudgement
His face and voice and antics make me happy. And nobody will ever make me laugh like he can, so it’s great when I do get to hear from him bc laughter is a great mood lifter. He seems to be doing ok, even though his room looks like a scarier version of my college dorm room. Despite his tiredness (from working 7 days a week, 8-10 hours/day), he still manages to make time for me and the boys. Always with a smile or a joke… He is just the best, really. I love him more than I can express.

I’m blogging today from my front porch while Arthur and Frank nap, so I’m trying to hurry through*
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OH! This is my BIRTHDAY MONTH!! Yes, yes, yes..I know you’ve ALL been wondering when you could send me gifts and vodka, and I’m pleased to tell you the wait it OVER! Send me all the things! I turn (had to think about it, counting the years on my fingers) 31 this Thursday, and I’ll probably bring in the new age with baby vomit, shitty diapers, and microwave corndogs. And all that, in all its yucky and blahness, is okay. I love being me and I love my life here. I love the chaos and the to-do lists and the babies and all of it. I love it because I worked hard to get here. I’m a good mama with a sense of humor (which, let’s be real, a lot of moms don’t have!), and I worked hard this summer and made sacrifices to get my yoga instructor certificate! I’m proud of me. And I’m proud of my family. I’m in love with the man of my dreams- like, insane, over-the-moon, can’t catch my breath, exploding heart, big BIG love. My boys are healthy and beautiful and SMART. I love my house and my neighborhood. I love DENNIS… There is so much to be thankful for, and my heart is overflowing with gratitude.

On that note~ I want you to get happy, too, and find some goodness in your day/life! Hold on to it, and enjoy positive moments! I sound like a hippy, but what I’m saying and feel is true:

One happy moment in your day can change your entire outlook!

Find that moment and spread good vibes 🙂

XO

#SAHMlife and updates

My life revolves around my boys (duh). Keeping them up-to-date on happenings and dates and sports and lists and goings on is my jam. And I kind of love it. I’m sort of a beacon for anything…they look to me for lots of things everyday, and I truly appreciate it. Being a mom is a lot more than 3 little letters~ I run this ish. That being said, I know how important it is to live in the now and love something in every day on top of knowing what needs to get done and what needs planning. It is a CRAZY unexplainable process, but somehow it gets done. I’m not taking full credit here (because Jan is a pretty damn good parent, too!), there is just something that needs to be said for moms #SUPERPOWERS

Since my last entry, life is doing what it does- just chugging along. My sweet baby Frank is, too. He is crawling e v e r y w h e r e, growing teeth, pointing at all the things and grunting, waving hi & bye occasionally, and still co-sleeping with yours truly. This week I have been cracking down on moving Frank to his crib. Mostly because my sister will be looking after him for a week in May while I’m out of town, and I don’t want her to have issues with him sleeping in the bed. I need to get Frank on a new schedule where he’s not waking up 3 times a night to nurse. It’s been interesting so far, I mean, it’s only been a couple nights and he’s slept in the crib from 9pm-1am, so… Stay tuned & wish me luck!

27lbs, 30 inches tall, and still the happiest baby boy

4 tiny teeth!

mat time with mama #babytreepose

Jan and I just celebrated our 5-YEAR anniversary, BTDUBZ! No big whoop except HE’S THE FOREVER LOVE OF MY LIFE etc etc mushiness. We partied downtown for St Pattys weekend, and danced and drank and loved…it was oodles of good times. It’s strange only 5 years have gone by- it feels longer. We’ve been through 2 years of long-distance dating (4-hours apart), buying a house, ODIN, and now Franky boy… I just feel stupid lucky because he is the best. THE best. Mostly and usually, anyway. 🙂


  

Another cool thing that is going to be happening soon:

I’m going to get my yoga certification this summer!!!!

Classes begin at the end of May and finish in August, so come September, I’ll be a certified yoga instructor! And I’m just ABSOLUTLEY thrilled/nervous/overjoyed to be able to pursue something I’m this passionate about !! (Cue the yoga pics!)

  
  
  
  
SO! I’ve got plenty to look forward to: Frank crawling/learning to walk, Oliver finishing 2nd grade!, traveling lots, yoga school, and new baby Linnberg (Whitney is due in 2 months!)!!

Feels pretty great to be me. #loveyourlife

NAMASTE

 

 

“Just walk away”- Lord Humongous, best-dressed bad guy (PS: NO FRANK, YET)

Well, here we are. Large and round at 38 weeks (and 1 day) pregnant. And by “we” I mean me. No one else is sharing in the uncomfortableness quite the same way. My belly is “out there” and always in the way, my hands are somewhat swollen and tingly, I’m having more and more contractions (accompanied by the occasional twinge in the pelvic area), and I sleep restlessly and wake up at least once in the middle of the night to pee. On top of the “normal” pregnancy side effects, I get asked e v e r y d a y about the baby. “Is Frank here yet?”, “no baby?”, “when are you having that baby?”…I PROMISE IT WILL NOT BE KEPT A SECRET WHEN HE GETS HERE, GUYS. And trust me, I (above all others) am more than ready to meet the little bugger. Your concern and asking/checking in is well-received but also slightly annoying, bc all I want to do is have this baby at this point. Love you all, and I assure you Frank will arrive when he wants to and you will all be notified.
There is a lot I do everyday to help pass the time, and there is a lot I do to encourage the babe to show himself. I exercise (yoga, walking, weeding/gardening, house chores) throughout the day.

continuing my practice has been a huge help

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I walk lots. I do my kegels and squats like a good little lady, and still nothing. Maybe I am doing too much? Is that a thing? Is too much activity working against me in this? #lesigh Frank is probably in there like “NEVAAA!!!” I suppose I will just keep on doing normal things and accept the fact that baby will arrive when he’s good and ready. After all, the longer he’s in there, the chubbier he gets! #ILOVECHUBBYBABIES

Recent happenings:

~Oliver went on a trip with his dad to Chicago this last weekend. I’m actually waiting for him to come home (should be today around lunch time). His dad took him to the aquarium Friday and they stayed in a hotel, then went to a wildlife preserve and saw/fed buffalo camped outside Saturday. Yesterday, they went to a water park… Just lots and lots of fun stuff! I’m sure he is thrilled about coming home to boring ol me- mommy who is too pregnant to do all the things! I am really looking forward to him being back, though. Nothing is the same/normal when he is away. And he is my favorite little man.

~My belly bump at 38 weeks looks so much smaller than it did when I was pregnant with Ollie. Not complaining or anything, just noticing that maybe the 65+ lbs I gained my first pregnancy didn’t look this “cute” (even though I feel I’ve complained a lot more about uncomfortableness this pregnancy).

~I invited friends over Saturday for an impromptu grill out, and it was lovely. Cass, Kev, Whit, Jeff, Jos, Jay & a couple of dude bros of Jan’s showed up. Good turn out, good convos, and good foods. Reminded me of the cook out get-togethers we had at my grandma’s house growing up. Neighbors and family chatting at picnic tables, the plethora of side dishes scattered on the counters, and kids running amuck… all the stuff my childhood is made up of.  I always wanted that for me and my family, too. Effortless gatherings filled with a sort of balanced chaos that only OUR family/friends understood and appreciated. Home. Home is where I’m surrounded by all the good things and people I love… I have to say that it really felt like home. And I enjoy entertaining/hosting things like that, too. #homeiswhereverimwithyou

~I watched a couple movies this weekend (per Jan): Road Warrior and Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome. I just want to say that anyone who says, “Road Warrior is better than Thunderdome” needs to RE-WATCH it. RW was hilariously awful. Mel Gibson probably said 20 words the whole movie, and when there was dialog, it was dull/made no sense/poorly written. The action sequences were alright (not better than Thunderdome, duh), but the best thing about the movie were the bad guys and their leader. Lord Humongous and his leather-clad, nambla gang were everything. Their wardrobe and scenes made the movie. Thunderdome was better all around. With characters like Master Blaster, Aunt Entity (TINA TURNER) and a brood of wild children, it is clearly the better movie. #notawasteoftimereally I won’t go into detail for those who haven’t watched it and want to, but I will say that you really don’t need to see Road Warrior to enjoy/understand Thunderdome. I’m looking forward to seeing the new one in theaters w/ Janny Boy (that is, if baby decides to stay put a little longer).

And so that brings us to today. A gorgeous Monday in the neighborhood. My lawn is freshly mowed (thanks, bae), my floors are clean, and my dog is sleeping. A nice, quiet morning thus far #cantcomplain I think I might go for a walk before Oliver gets home. Or go see what Jay is up to. Or bake cookies. Or I could nap… SO MANY CHOICES!

I’m hoping the next time you see a blog post from me I will have a little baby to write about. 🙂

 

 

THE LAST MELON

“You know you’re in your third trimester when you drop something on the floor and walk away muttering fuck it.” #realtalk

As I am nearing the 29-week mark in the third trimester: Feeling the baby move around all day…he feels giant-sized. I feel him rolling and hiccuping and twitching. My tummy is stretched tight, nausea has creeped back in (along with headaches), I’m having occasional contractions (nothing I’m concerned about yet), and my back hurts quite a lot. Aside from those symptoms, things are fine. Oliver is still just as sweet as ever about meeting his brother, and I’m trying to capture as many moments as I can. 

taken today… Oliver was feeling Frank move



I haven’t been craving anything weird (that I can think of). I do have to retake a glucose blood test this week due to my first one’s results being “elevated”, but I’m not that worried about it. I mean, when I was first told I needed to take the longer test, I kind of hyperventilated slightly only to be calmed down later by my Jan. so.. We will see what those results say. Hopefully I will still be able to eat Whitey’s ice cream.Baby will be here soon enough, anyway. I’m thinking Franky Boy might be born prior to his due date. Not terribly early- maybe a couple weeks. I’m thinking the week of May 11th… but that is just me. And I can’t even trust my “feeling” because I remember having strong feelings that this baby was a girl…and we know how wrong I was on that one. 

 Speaking of feelings ~~ Jan and I have a certain JANIVERSARY coming up this week! Four wondrous years of romance and mushies have gone by, and I couldn’t be more in love. I have been perusing all the photos of us…all the wildly fun memories and adventures…gives me butterflies still #goosechill #teamJan4e #powercouple 





So yeah… We have a lot of memories and photos of us being us… And I’m looking forward to forever many more. 

Ps! AAAND today marks my “yogaversary” at Indigo! A year ago today, I joined their team, and have been going and loving my practice ever since. I actually think my very first attempt at yoga was with my friend, Larissa, in January of 2014, but March was when I became avid. So, YAY for me! And YAY for yoga! Appropriately enough…today I got to model in a fancy “prenatal yoga” photo shoot at Tapas across the river! I’m looking forward to seeing the results, and also VERY happy that I was even asked to be a part of such fun.

Nearly 6 months pregnant!

Coming up on week 23, and Baby Linnberg is just kicking away in there! And my darling Oliver, aside from being a 7-year-old boy genius, is just the absolute sweetest person alive. I can already tell he will be the best big brother of ever. Every morning when I drop him off at school, he not only kisses/hugs me goodbye, but he says “bye baby, love you!” to his brother! He always asks to feel the belly, and when he gets a bump from inside, he says, “he high five’d me again!”… #cuteness If that isn’t enough to make you “AWWWWW”, at night when we do our bedtime routine, Ollie has been reading to my belly! He puts one of his hands on my tummy, and reads a book aloud to all of us. It melts my heart. He is surely going to be a terrific big bro.

Jan and I have been putting together the nursery, and I must say it is LOVELY. I wanted to have a sort of minimalist theme with arrows, geometric shapes, and a slight color accent. We put up wall decals (arrows and gold triangles), new curtains, and I’ve re-painted a changing table and dresser this deep turquoise color (that once belonged to my dad). Oliver added his touch to the room, as well (see “baby bro” painting below). Now, all I need is to revamp the glider cushions, get a little table or stool, and find a rug.

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Crib & decals (plus Ollie’s art)

 

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Loving these colors !

 

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First attempt (no pattern/all guess work) at baby clothes

 

On a side note, my yoga practice proves more challenging/giving lately. My growing belly makes it tricky to do all the folds and stretches I once knew, but I am adapting. I’d recommend eagle arms pose for ANYONE (pregnant or not) who works at a desk/in an office all day. It’s an awesome way to release the tension that builds up, and it feels fantastic! I’m also slightly obsessed with hip openers and am open to any new suggestions. I know I need to work on squats/ upper legs and arms… #goals

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#ALLTHEPOSES (tree, chair, reverse warrior, downward dog, seated/chest opener, crab, high lunge, hand to big toe, king pigeon)

I’ll probably write another post soon, because I have an ultrasound this week!

SIDENOTE: I bought this sweet necklace from Heidi Girl, and you should totes check her shop out!

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beauteous.

 

 

 

 

Yoga for Buddha bellies

I’ve been practicing yoga for almost a year now. I wish it were longer and that I would have started sooner, but honestly I didn’t even think about yoga until my friend, Larissa, introduced it to me. THANKS RISS! When I learned I was pregnant, I had just finished transforming a spare room in my house into my very own personal yoga studio (mood paint, mood smells, mood feels, mood moods). I had also been practicing in my spacious attic, and felt way comfortable in my own flow/leading myself through poses. I had just started practicing inversions, too, and reveled in the moment I actually could do a supported head stand. Being upside down is such a lovely, natural rush. Pregnancy doesn’t necessarily throw off a yogi’s chi, but it does cause changes or modifications in one’s practice (no inversions was one). I love everything about my practice. I feel strong. I feel relaxed and accomplished. It is wonderful #seriously #youshouldtryit Even without the inversions, twists, prone poses, and other physically-difficult-to-manuever poses, yoga is a big part of my life. I need yoga. I may be an addict.

For me, yoga is many things (as I imagine it is for oodles of others). It is my exercise- my body is stronger! It is my decompressor- there for me when I’m stressed and need to relax. It is that part of the day when I can do something for myself that is rewarding and free! I’ve made a habit of attending prenatal (and gentle) sessions at a studio in Moline -shout out to Roberta and Becky! The other days of the week, I do at least 30 min of yoga at home. Sometimes it is rough finding a quiet space, a dog/cat-free space, and a time when I’m not super sleepy… But I manage! And every single time I practice, I feel glad I did.
I plan on practicing during and well after this pregnancy, too! Eventually, I’d love to get my instructor’s license and teach.

I’ll get off my yoga soapbox for now- but only bc this photo is WAY cute!

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Ollie LOVES little bro already