Adventures of Mrs Pen

Musings from a Very Lucky Penny



The Cutest Little Batman Evvvver

It’s no secret that we’re a Batman family. Our baby was almost named “Grayson” after Robin’s alter-ego, Dick Grayson. Im not kidding. And that was after my hubs tried to convince that we should name him “Robin” (“It’s a good name for a boy OR a girl!”). I’m not kidding again. But to be fair… Today I found a text conversation in which I tried to get my husband to agree to name our son “Jupiter”. I’m not kidding again.

Anyways, so we love Batman. Our baby got his first Batman onsie before he was born, and guess what his first toy was? That’s right! A set of colorful plastic keys!

His second toy was a little stuffed Batman though.

In a weird twist of fate, I’m sure you’re all shocked to hear his first Halloween costume is going to be Batman! So here is my account of how the Dark Knight rose:

To make the hat, I used this owl hat pattern, and then I used a YouTube video tutorial for crocheting fox ears for the little bat-ear points. I swear, I learned most of my important life lessons from YouTube. If anyone is the slightest bit interested in how this hat was made, I would be delighted to explain it. I’m just assuming that 99% of the world does not accept crocheting as a form of entertainment though.


I totally cheated for the suit and used this awesome onsie my baby inherited from his cousin who’s a year older than him. His cousin obviously has a refined sense of fashion. So that part was easy.

For the utility belt, I used my awesome sewing skillz I acquired a few days ago and sewed two pieces of yellow fabric into the shape of a utility belt. I don’t want to delve much into this because anyone who knows sewing will know that I have no idea what I’m doing.


The utility belt is crucial because it holds all of Batman’s most important tools.


I would love to sound technological and intellectual about the cape, but the truth is, I just cut it into the shape I wanted and then sewed one small strip across the top to hold it in place. That is all. I made it this morning. It took like 59 seconds.


For the tights… Or whatever you call the man-baby version of tights… I just put him in his finest black sweat pants, and then put his Batman onsie over it.


I just realized I didn’t really explain how I made anything, but as you can see its more like a random collection of things that come together to make the cutest Batman ever came to be. How does one explain that?

Anyways, I put this costume together because we’re taking our little guy to a baby Halloween party tomorrow, but I just couldn’t wait until then to show y’all what it looked like! Oopsies. I’m horrible with surprises.

Love from Gotham,
Mrs Pen


My Baby’s First Halloween Costume… Sort of.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

Ok its not really a Halloween costume, but I did use the upcoming halloween holiday as an excuse to dress my baby up for a totally unrelated event. Today is one of my very best gal friend’s birthday! Happy Birthday Leslie! Both my baby and I woke up excited to celebrate with her. We just adore Les! One of the things I love most of all about Les is her innate dorkiness. She’s a dorkus maximus. She likes things like Star Wars. We have that in common. Our dorkiness… not our love for Star Wars. I haven’t even seen half of them. Please don’t tell my husband that.

Anyways, when Les told me she spent her birthday on Harry Potter movies, I got a brilliant idea. Since we both love Harry Potter and I love putting costumes on my little guy, I decided Les needed a personal visit from HP himself for her birthday. And so began my Harry Potter costume making journey.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial
I started with the scarf. The most exciting part about making the Harry Potter costume to me was this itty bitty baby scarf. It’s so cute and so little. If any crochet nerds are reading this, this was a simple case of 5 double crotchets in a row, changing colors every 7 rows. If anyone is interested in becoming a crochet nerd, I have two words for you: YouTube, man. I swear you could learn how to perform brain surgery by watching YouTube vids.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

Next, I made the robe. Now, this was long before I learned how to use a sewing machine a few hours ago. My first attempt at hand stitching the little robe didn’t go so well. The good news is, we already have the Hunchback of Notre Dame half done now.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

My second attempt at Harry Potter’s robe went a lot smoother. I just bought an oversized shirt at Wal-Mart for $3.88 and cut it into the shape I wanted.

Now when it comes down to it, this robe is nothing more than a graduation gown without the Gryffindor patch. I found a patch on Amazon for 1 cent (plus $4.99 shipping), so I ordered it. Problem solved. Except the stupid patch still hasn’t gotten here. So instead, I took matters into my own hands and made the patch myself with an old t-shirt and some sharpies, and then glued it to the robe. Note- I probably wouldn’t use regular sharpies to do this again. When my baby slobbered on it, it smeared and got ink on him.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

I added a tie onsie my friend Jessica had made my baby and the costume was almost complete!

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial
This was when my baby and I decided that we should give Hedwig to Les for her birthday. That way she can send letters via mail owl and save a ton of stamps. Luckily, about the same time I learnt how to use a sewing machine, so this was very easy to whip up with the same old t-shirt I made the Gryffinder patch with. I might write about how I made Hedwig at a later date, this post would be longer than the 7th HP book if I wrote out everything here.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

For the glasses, I was planning to throw them together with some pipe cleaners, but when I stopped at the dollar store on my way to the party, I was dismayed to discover they didn’t sell pipe cleaners. Thank God for weird clown glasses at the Dollar Store. At least I think thats what it is. Anyways, when I popped the lenses out, it was perfect for my little Harry!

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

This kid is so cute I could die! Also, I felt slightly judged when I walking through the Dollar Store with my baby and his lightning bolt forehead.

MrsPen's Baby Harry Potter Tutorial

And finally, after all our hard work, Harry got to meet the birthday girl! Even though he’s teething and congested and bit uncomfortable, when Aunt Les held him, his face lit up. He just loves that lady. By the was, my baby wants to say Happy Birfday Aunt Weswie! I wuv you!

So that is how I threw together the first of my baby’s several Halloween costumes this year. Prepare yourselves for the next one. It’s so cute it’s deadly.

Mrs Pen

On The Night My Baby Was Born

20120928-014934.jpgOn June 26th, 2012, as I was walking home from work in a bazillion degree weather, I decided I’m done. My goal had been to work until the day I went into labor, but every day my huge achey body endured working was becoming more torturous. Plus, we’d already had 2 false alarms… It couldn’t be that much longer until our little guy joined the United States of America.

That evening, I googled a list of things that make you go into labor, and did all of them. I ate a spicy meal, went for a long walk, jumped up and down for a while, drank double strength chamomile tea every hour for 6 hours… and everything else on the list. At 1:00 in the morning, i was laying in bed, unable to sleep, thinking real hard about going into labor (I guess I was trying to convince the universe it was time), when it seemed like the Braxton Hicks I had been getting for weeks were getting more and more consistent and strong. By 3:00, they were more than a minute long and 2 to 3 minutes apart. Yay it was finally time!! But when I called Sandy (my awesome midwife), she said if I was really in labor, I’d be experiencing more pain, I should go back to bed. Dang.

There was no way i was going back to bed! I was having a kid today! I cleaned the house, finished crocheting a cap I’d been working on, and tried to watch TV. By 5:00, the contractions were seriously getting strong. Carlos woke up and was like “It’s go time! Let’s get to the hospital!”. That’s when I decided I should take as much time getting ready as possible.

At 6:30, while I was putting make-up on, my water broke. Now I had to ride to the hospital feeling like I’d wet myself. And Carlos had to point out I should have listened to him and gotten to the hospital before now.

We finally got there, and through security, and checked in, and to the pre-labor room, but Sandy was running late, so she called and said to walk around for an hour or two to make the labor progress. Now what sucks about walking around, since my water had broken, was that walking was a very uncomfortable, soggy experience. I made a mental note to keep my water intact next time I was in labor.

When Sandy finally arrived, she told me that since my water had broken, I would need to have my baby that day. If my labor did not progress, I would have to be induced. Oh lord, I did not want to be induced. This is why, it was my personal goal to have this kid naturally. I had heard that pitocin made labor super painful, and that was the only exception I was giving myself to get an epidural. So I told my baby that I was his mother and he needed to obey me and come out today on his own. Thank god, the labor stayed consistent and I didn’t need to be induced.

As my contractions became stronger and longer, they really got quite painful. By noon, now 7 hours from I “officially went into labor”, they were nearly unbearable. My nurse kept asking my pain on a scale of 1 to 10; this was the worst pain I’d experienced, but I told her 9, only because if I said 10, I wouldn’t have any more numbers to give her if it got worse. I was thinking this must be it! We’re about to meet our little guy!! Then Sandy checked and said she estimated he’d come in about 5 hours. Dang.

The next few hours I try to block out of my head. I do recall though, as I laid on the bed, trying to think about anything besides the pain, I thought about how grateful I was to be going through this with Carlos. Carlos had been amazing, and didn’t leave my side the whole time. He hadn’t gotten to eat the whole day, and he didn’t get to take a shower that morning because (unlike me) he was in a hurry to get to the hospital. But there were no complaints from him. He just held my hand and did anything necessary to get me through this (including grabbing the trash can so I would have something to throw up in).

All the sudden, Sandy told me it was finally time! As I was pushing, the baby’s heart rate got dangerously low, so the midwife put me on my side to see if that helped. When his heart rate kept dropping, they moved me to my hands and knees. This position was incredibly uncomfortable, but thank God, his heart rate stabilized! Ok so as I was pushing I just remember thinking this was the worst pain I’ve ever experienced! Like when you hear a high pitched scream and you can’t think because of the noise… Except the noise was pain. I told Carlos he’d better make me get an epidural next time. He told me that I was crazy for talking about the next time Im in labor at that particular moment. (I double-checked with the midwife, it was too late for an epidural since I was minutes away from having him). Suddenly the pain stopped and Sandy told me to turn around and hold my baby! At 4:57 pm on June 27th, 3 minutes short of the 5 hours that Sandy had estimated, our baby joined our little family.
Holding my baby for the first time was the most indescribable experience I’ve ever had. I cried and laughed and hyperventilated all at the same time. I just remember through my tears and gasps for air I kept telling Carlos that our baby was perfect! He was perfect! He had big brown eyes and huge lips (although he was sucking on his bottom lip so tightly it looked like he only had a top lip), and a full head of hair. He didn’t cry, he was fast asleep. In fact, he didn’t cry at all the whole night. Our Pediatrician said not to worry that he doesn’t cry, he’s just a great baby! Im so grateful to God for giving us the best birth than I could have ever imagined, and even more so, for giving us the most awesome, smiley, curious, wiggly little baby. Being my baby’s mom is the greatest pleasure of my life.


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