Good morning! I woke up with a cold and 2 coughing babies, but after tea, milk, and bananas, we're all much better and I'm feeling bloggy. Little bits:
- This weekend Aunt Karen and Uncle Daniel are staying with the boys and sending Luke and I to Cirque du Soleil! Scott's excited, I'm excited (and Luke and Mark seem happy too).
- Spring has SPRUNG here and it's time to plant. I'm hoping to pick up some city compost today and get the hardy seeds (pumpkin, sunflower, lettuce, cilantro, chard) in the ground. I might even get the delicate tomatoes started inside if all goes well.
- My jeans didn't button this morning! This will probably be the last time in my life that is good news. The rubber band trick is holding them over for a little while because I'm still hung up on SEVENTEEN being the magic week # at which I'm allowed to bring out the maternity clothes. 9 days, rubber band. Hang in there. (Pregnancy 3 is a lot different than pregnancy 1 for me, shapewise!)
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| 15.5 weeks #3! Also, mystery body because I haven't brushed my hair yet. |
Happy super Wednesday dears.
2 comments:
lol Of course, everyone knows that 17 weeks = proper maternity clothes time. It's in the literature, somewhere. It's kind of like not decorating for Christmas until after Thanksgiving.
give in to the mama pants. they feel so much better :) just do it. and relish in the comfort that is all things maternity! wait.. comfort + maternity = oxymoron. enjoy the comforts now lady!
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