Having an impromptu wedding & working full-time in education (during the month of October) deterred us from scheduling a honeymoon when we married in 2008. With Baby Girl Teeter’s introduction into our lives, I knew this summer was the time to arrange the honeymoon that never was. Research & a deal from our friends @ Orbitz took us to San Juan, Puerto Rico last week. If you’re ever curious, I’ll share my sincerest thoughts on vacationing in San Juan or you can just log on to tripadvisor & see my personal review. Even though the trip did not exactly accommodate our preferred travel style (non-touristy, exploratory, frugal), we laughed throughout the trip & brought back some more memories to add to our arsenal of inside jokes.

One story is worth sharing as it could prevent you from experiencing a 17-hour stay @ JFK International. En route to PR, we had a layover @ JFK. When we exited our plan from ROC, we were told to go to gate B27. Off we go to gate 27 & await the call to board. After the search for some breakfast & coffee, I begin to fret over not hearing any notice regarding our flight—our boarding time had passed. Knowing that we were set for an on-time departure courtesy of an email from Orbitz, something didn’t seem right. Ha. Whatever it was that we were doing wasn’t right. Idiots—we weren’t @ B27. We scrambled in the direction of B27 & were stopped by the ticketing agent who informed us that we a) would need to take a shuttle to that gate & b) the plane was nearing the runway…without us. No worries, right? We’d just pay the fee to go on the next flight out. Well, that’s how it went down, but that flight didn’t depart until another 17 hours. Ha. Ha. Wait—there’s more. Our departure was furthered delayed due to inclement weather & a d-bag passenger who was unwilling to get off their cell phone. Oy vey.

What we captured while in PR:

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I failed to mention that it rained each day. No, not simple, measly sprinkles. Thank you, tropical depression.


And we’re having…

A little girl as confirmed by the ultrasound technician! We had an ultrasound appointment on the 16th & Ry’s father came along, too. The other grandparents, plus a soon-to-be aunt, joined us from afar via cell phone as the technician revealed the baby’s sex. It could be that she’s of the modest variety (per my grandmother’s analysis) or she’s our lil’ trickster, for it took five minutes of poking & prodding to get her to uncross her legs to help us learn her sex. Such a lady in training.

Additional investigations indicated that Baby Girl Teeter is a healthy bean @ 5-6 inches in length & 1o oz (as of week 19). She’s certain to be the best addition to the Teeter family. Just look at her—-instant love courtesy of quasi-scary ultrasound photos. Knowing she’s not quite ready for her close-up, she chose to hide her face for the 3D images. Running from the paps, little one?

I am ecstatic, overjoyed, eager, and terribly frightened to raise Baby Girl Teeter. Help, please.

A visit to Ohio

This entry, if possible, would be back-dated. As would the few upcoming entries that chronicle events that have happened over the past weeks. My lack of recent entries does not reflect a lack of interest in blogging–actually, I recognized that distance did make my heart grow fonder.

During the second weekend in July, we traveled to my homeland for a wedding & a family visit. One of my dearest friends & sorority sisters, Chelsea, married her college love, Rocky, back at our alma mater–Wittenberg. My invitation to participate in the wedding as a bridesmaid was gleefully accepted & it introduced a fun game to my life from April until the day of the wedding: Will my dress fit? Being her traditionally prepared self, Chelsea requested we order our dresses in November. Then, SURPRISE, Baby Teeter decided to inhabit my abdomen. Final day of the game equaled success with the dress fitting (although slightly snug around Baby Teeter’s digs)! It was truly a stunning wedding & our accommodations were top notch (thanks, Em & Kent). Here’s a peak at the fun:

Danielle (another dear, dear friend & bridesmaid–she’s tying the knot in October!), Chelsea (the bride), & I at her reception:


When I asked Ryan to take some photos, we ended up with a portfolio of over 300 photos. I’ll share some of his finest from the ceremony, an impromptu cocktail hour, & reception.

Chels & her father walking down the aisle

Exchanging vows

Emily enjoying her bev of choice @ Station 1

Jake (Danielle's fiance), photographer on duty, & Kent (Emily's hubster)

Photographer & Jake en route to the reception (1 of 74)

Bridal party

Cheers to forever!

Upcoming entry items: the revealing of Baby Teeter & some documentation of our babymoon to Puerto Rico.


With the heat rising here in Upstate NY, my fingers & toes have a knubby presence quite similar, sadly, to sausages (of a smaller variety). The high temps, coupled with a 1928 home unequipped with central AC, has moved us to Hotel Hillrise. This would be the residence of my in-laws & no, it’s not really a hotel. Thank heavens for them. They deserve multiple shouts of praise for simply being some of the best humans to exist, but their generosity is a god-send right now. Because of their hospitality, I’m now caught up on all of my fave Bravo shows & officially addicted to Top Chef: DC. Muah, muah, muah to the in-laws!

Today will be the day I’ll fondly recall as the day I saw my reflection & did a double-take. Wish I’d known, so I could, perhaps, style my hair instead of sporting the Britney Spears head-top bun. The double-take was the result of seeing myself as I unlocked my car & noticing the bump. Holy bump! I officially look pregnant, not just bloated. The timing of this is so perfect as Ry & I will be traveling to Ohio this Friday. I am ecstatic to parade about with Tiny Teeter! Heck, I’ll even welcome a belly rub or two.

What I’ll be doing for you: posting a picture of the bump and creating a list of what has helped me to persevere during the pregnancy thus far. You’ll get this pre-excursion to Ohio.

What I’d like for you to do for me: Send me recipes for dips. Please go easy on the dairy ingredients.

So last post I mentioned dips

I do love dips. It is not an exaggerated statement. However, the dips I consumed Friday-Sunday all contained sour cream & I think my body has placed a temporary ban on this processed dairy substance. Being that I rarely consume dairy, my tum tum ached throughout last evening despite the glee experienced as I consumed the ranch dip I made in honor of my teenage years (TMI? Sorry?). Consider this post a request for dip recipes. One minor major request: it sparingly incorporates dairy.

I love sharing! Here’s to hoping you’re feeling generous!

It’s been a long time

Hello, again. Yes, I know…I went two weeks sans blogging. It won’t happen again (fingers crossed).

So, let’s start off fresh with another greeting: HELLO! I’m thrilled you’ve returned. I have much to share. My two-week absence can be chalked up to the end of the school year. At Rochester Prep, we like to put in as much as possible & school days are not excluded. The end of the school year arrives annually come July 1st. For me, this is super challenging. Not only because I adore summer & want to bask in its glory, but also because where I grew up, school’s end typically arrived in early June. Egads. I must say, though, that the end of the year actually introduced some fun into my teaching career! The structure of our school days sometimes leaves us with little time to enjoy the students, so the end of the year activities that commenced brought a lil’ warmth to my heart & enabled me to see my 7th graders as kids–such a refreshing moment!

Here’s some of the fun that was had:

  • Darien Lake (an amusement park that fails to rival Cedar Point): Amusement parks lack in charm & allure when you’re banned from riding all rides, even the antique cars.
  • Tie-dying/mini field day/chinese buffet lunch: The kids were totally enamored by this day! I’m totally glad my friend, Volpe, was able to help make this day a success. And free fried rice? Baby likey!
  • End of the year awards: Despite the silly categories (Most likely to eat Cheetos for breakfast), this one needed some umph. Perhaps the energy of the last day made this a tough one to sit through.

Most of the 7th graders learned I wasn’t just spurting a spare tire around my mid-section when I announced I was pregnant. Their responses were too cute & I was promised a baby shower next school year. Their journey to 8th grade may make them forget this promise. Should I be annoying and selfish and remind them weekly upon our return to Rochester Prep of their promise? Not my style, but I’m not saying “no” just yet. Students in other grades have been perpetuating the rumor of me bring pregnant. Why I am the target of their lunch table/bus ride discussions perplexes me; however, I simply confirm, when asked, that I am just especially fond of donuts (especially, especially fond of long johns with chocolate frosting). Keeps them guessing.

Our Tiny Teeter is still a lil’ bean baking in the womb. We’re currently at 17 weeks (add on a new week each Friday). On the 2nd, we visited Donna, my nurse midwife, & heard the Tiny Teeter’s booming heart! Because Tiny Teeter is the spawn of two active people, we speculate it was on the elliptical or practicing place kicking. Good Tiny Teeter. I’ve gained three pounds from my original start of 117 (which actually could mean I’ve gained 8 lbs considering I lost 5 at the start of my pregnancy courtesy of the hormone infiltration). I also received answers to some of my questions concerning exercise & my consumption of tonic water–Marya, even with the quinine, we’re ok!

My appetite is emerging & I’ve become a fan of dips. Not surprising, though, as nothing excites me more than dip parties! I love dips so much that I nearly consumed 2/3 of the taco dip I made yesterday. And when Liz shared her dip (some concoction of cheese and ranch with a lil’ zing!), I was an instant fan. Note to self: request a myriad of dips for baby shower.

What’s to come: picture of my bump, what’s enabled me to happily survive these past weeks, & a trip to Ohio for E’s wedding + family time with both sides of my family. Now you have something to eagerly anticipate & so do I.