(Photo: Myself in my maternity shorts & one of my only tank tops that still fits, sitting on our plaster covered floor due to the remodel of the babes room.)
An adequate view into my life:
I’m 32 weeks pregnant on Tuesday.
I can’t believe how close I am now.
8 more weeks and I’m going to be a completely different version of myself and I couldn’t be more excited if I tried.
I’m about to meet the person I love more than anyone in the world. If there were words in the english language that exceeded nervous, overwhelmed and excited all rolled into one, I would use them. I feel like I repeat those above adjectives so much these days. People ask me how I’m feeling, and those words just come tumbling out.
I constantly teeter between patient and impatient, rested and restless.
And I love it.
I bought, or should I say babe bought, this awesome headband thing for me today. This photo doesn’t do it justice and it keeps all my bangs out of my face since its on a tiny elastic band thing. I got it for fashion reasons, and because I needed something to keep all my hairs out of my face when I’m breastfeeding my little chubby guy in about 80+ days.
Plus, it was a bogo sale, and I got a really cute antique “tea” colored little flowered headband too, AND FINALLY a pair of white sandals (with flowers on them, of course because I’m a floral addict, thank goodness I’m not having a girl or she’d look like a walking garden) all for 30$. Cha-Ching!
Also this is proof of how ridiculously long my eyelashes are.
But I cheat, I use fabulous mascara. :3
I assure you I have shorts on, you just can’t see them because I’m huge.
But, see how my belly is all poked out on the right hand side?
That cute little roundness is my son.
He was sitting front and center this morning and I finally got a photo of how distorted, lumpy & cute he makes my stomach look from the outside.
Not sure if it’s his bum or his head, though. Couldn’t feel any accompanying limbs.
Also. Check out that nice ridiculously poked out belly button I’m rocking these days. Pretty snazzy, right? :)
I’m 26 weeks today. 98 days left to go.
My hair is getting so long. :)
having gained 24lbs since October, I really don’t think I look that bad. Not much facial weight yet (minus the days where I’m definitely retaining fluid) and I only have 16 weeks left until my honeypie is born. Not too shabby!
My honey buttermilk cupcake with lavender frosting that I got post-breakfast the other morning.
It was so insanely good, minus the lavender frosting being a bit overbearing. I had never had that kind of frosting before so maybe it just wasn’t what I was expecting and now that I know, the next one will be better.
They also gave me a mini red velvet cupcake for my little mister within. He approved, I got some huge shimmies afterwards. He’s a man after my own heart, loving red velvet. :)