And then there was the time that I stopped looking fat and started looking pregnant. (I just said that like the Real World intro, FYI)
How far along?: 15w0d
How big is baby?: The size of an naval orange. Little thing is 4 inches, which is insane to me.
Weight gain/loss?: I haven’t gained any weight so far. Which is also kind of hard to believe because I get STARVING every 2-3 hours or so.
Stretch marks?: Nope.
Maternity clothes?: I have a favorite pair of maternity skinny jeans that I wear constantly. All my shirts are still working.
Sleep?: Besides crazy dreams, I’ve been sleeping so so so great lately.
Food cravings?: Apple juice and apples.
Gender?: We find out June 23rd! My mom is convinced it’s a girl, Mr. A’s dad is convinced it’s a boy.
Movement?: Just started feeling little pops and movements 2 days ago!
Belly button?: No change, but if Mr. A puts his finger in my belly button one more time “while he still can” I will cut him.
What do you miss?: Margaritas.
What are you looking forward to this week?: Tonight is date night, I love date night.
So last night I was texting with a bunch of my dear friends who are in Vegas (and it’s made me feel so much better about NOT being there). As a general rule Nico, calls me to do his Bill Cosby impression when he’s been drinking and he did not disappoint. We talked a little about my being pregnant, and he had some wonderfully encouraging things to say. To start, he’s just really excited that one of his blog besties is having a baby, which makes me excited too. He said that the best mom blogger he knows it Rachel, which is totally true. Nico said Rachel is kick ass because she’s awesome and honest and just happens to be a mom. Then he said that he knows I’ll be the same and that I will be able to stay myself (the self that has awesome friends like Nico) and also be a mommy.
I know that things will looks a little different here at some points, mostly because the whole “baby” thing is so new and exciting. I promise I won’t ONLY talk about baby. I’m still the same old me, I’ll just also have a super awesome kickass baby strapped to me too.
P.S. I’m bring my 6 month old to Vegas next year. Mr. A and I were talking about onesies baby should have for a Vegas trip. Some contenders:
Whew! Things have been a little on the busy side the past couple of weeks and the longer I go without updating, the harder it is to get writing again. So today’s post is brought to you by the bullet point.
Mr. A and I moved into our new place 2 weeks ago. We had the best help ever from friends. I was basically not allowed to lift anything heavier than a broom…. we already have things on the wall and it feels like home. I still can’t get over how much SPACE we have. I have been in such tiny little places the past few years; having two full bedrooms, a dining room, and a long hallway feels very luxurious. It’s also AMAZING to have a baby’s room. Where baby will go. Cause we’re having a baby.
We spent the first week snuggled on the couch without internet or cable watching Gilmore Girls. It was his first time watching it, and he is OBSESSED now. We’re well into the 2nd season already. Mr. A says he better understands my snarky banter after watching it.
Last weekend was my bridal shower. It was amazing and beautiful. (We each got to brulée or own Creme Brulée!) My bestie was in town and so were Mr. A’s parents. I basically love his parents to death, I am definitely getting lucky on the in-law front. Bonus: His parents got along swimmingly with my family. This is going to make life way more enjoyable (not that I thought they wouldn’t get along).
We are getting married in NINE days. Nine. Nine days. Single digit. I have all the things I need, and I am so freaking excited to marry him.
Baby has a new due date! 11/11/11 which means I am currently 14w5d. I also started taking Gummy Prenatal Vitamins instead of normal ones, and my life just got way more happy.
I got an email this morning that it was time to check-in to my flight for Vegas. I might be 100% regretting my decision to sit this one out. I am totally going to BiSC next year, and I’ll bring baby too.
Ok, so I think I want to open the floor up for questions. What do you guys want to know about that I haven’t talked enough about? Suggested topics: Mr. A, pregnancy, wedding, my thoughts on The Voice, my opinion of the season finale of Vampire Diaries, my favorite color.
I did this last week, and I liked it so here is the second installment.
Yep, still single. (Can you imagine if I only got to do ONE installment of the single’s edition of GiST before finding myself a man? WHAT A TRAVESTY that would have been.) I feel like I have been a little low the past couple of weeks and I am finally back on the upswing. It feels good. I feel more like someone I like to be around, which makes it easier to, you know, BE alone. It’s surprisingly less enjoyable to have alone time when you’re annoying the hell our of your self. Fact. Ok. On to the list:
Revolutions are sexy. Being single means that I get to throw a schindig on Valentines Day inspired by the lovely, bad ass Chelsea. I was one of the lucky friends who got the original email, and it made me cry. It also made me put into motion a new way for me and ALL of my lady friends to celebrate how fabulous we all are and the mentality of making OTHER people feel sexy and loved on had changed my mood drastically. I sent this out the next day:
Decisions, decisions, decisions. Want to go to Vegas with 99 bloggers in May? Do it. Want to jump into the process of getting self-hosted and making this blogging thing more real and important? Go for it. I don’t have to ask anyone for their permission to do the things that I want to. I have a ton of amazing people I could ask, but if my gut says go, I get to just GO sometimes. I am so much less wishy-washy with decisions than I ever have been before. I am the driver of this life, and I know that this confidence and independence are going to be key to the success of my future relationships.
Speaking of future relationships, I had this realization a little bit ago: Every single day I am single is another day I get stronger, more confident, and just… better. I am figuring out more about myself ALL THE TIME. If I met someone tomorrow, that would be GREAT, but if it doesn’t happen for another 6 months? Another year? WHATEVER the time frame life is going to deal me. That’s more time for me to build a solid foundation here in this heart. I am going to spend that time learning to love myself better– and my relationship will benefit from it in every way.
Alright, your turn. What are YOU grateful for this week? What’s made you stop and say “wow, my life is pretty awesome I should throw it a party involving a TON of champagne, glitter, and unicorns hula-hooping”?