Monday, March 31, 2014

Bumpdate: 16 Weeks


How far along: 
16 weeks!!
Baby Size: 
Baby is the size of an avocado, that's according to my lil' app
Weight gain: 
Oy, I'll find out on Tuesday morning. I'm thinking about 5-7 pounds. 
Maternity clothes: 
eeer, yes! I broke down and purchased Maternity skinnies from Target pretty early on. With my other pants, I'm using the ol' rubberband trick...mostly in the afternoon when my pants are strangling me. And, if you couldn't tell from the picture, Maxi's are my BFF's.
Stretch marks: 
None so far. I have Palmer's handy on the bed side.
Sleep:
I can't get enough. I haven't seen 9pm in almost a few months, and believe me..it's a struggle to stay up till 9. 
Best moment this week:
Seeing close friends for the first time since we were able to tell people. AND, booking our gender scan appointment.
Looking forward to: 
The beach this weekend. Which reminds me, I need a bathing suit...STAT.
What I miss: 
Being able to walk into the grocery store and not being overcome with the smells. Man, it's like every aisle is a new smell and one that I don't like. I'm also missing a delicious sangria, but that's neither here nor there.
Movement: 
None yet! Hopefully I can start feeling the flutters soon.
Food cravings: 
Fruits, ice cream, sour patch kids, lemonade....pretty much anything sweet. I reach an all time low over a Red Velvet Milkshake (damn you, sonic) and discovered the best way to eat Cheesecake is to accompany it with a brownie. Maybe I've gained more than 5-7 pounds...
Anything making you queasy or sick: 
Luckily I haven't been queasy or sick with anything! HOWEVER, I cannot stand the thought or taste of meat right now. Which is really weird for me. Steaks, Chicken, Pork...none of them are appetizing to me. We went to a housewarming party on Sunday and they smoked a full hog - usually I'm all game for it. But I was queasy by the smell.
Gender: 
I want to know SO bad. We need to be patient just a few more weeks! (May 4th!)
Labor Signs: 
Nope! I'll leave this one towards the end of the surveys
Symptoms: 
Just exhaustion. Pure exhaustion.
Oh, and waking up in the middle of the night every hour to pee.
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On 
Mood: 
I feel like I'm experiencing every single mood. Happy, nervous, blessed, scared...I'm all over the emotional scale.
Nursery: 
We actually just redid the floors in our Master and Guest Room (now Nursery) in the midst of finding out. Other than that, we haven't and probably won't make progress on it until after the gender reveal.
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I initially started this with 12 weeks, but I was sidetracked with my family news. After I missed two weeks, I decided to just try to do these monthly. 


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Monday, March 17, 2014

Luck O' the Irish

Happy St. Patrick's Day. 
I seriously LOVE St. Patrick's Day, this year will be a tad different without green beer, but I'll still find a way to Celebrate.
(Shirts courtesy of our company!)

This weekend was a fast one, but aren't they all. Seriously can someone do something about that. On Saturday I had a "Me" day, complete with the MOST relaxing facial and a shopping trip in which these pretty ladies came home to live with me! 



Sunday was spent moving stuff from my Sister's place to a storage unit and then celebrating this guy's 8TH birthday at the dog park (with special PB treats). And ended with emailing a complaint to Sonic because they messed up my Milkshake. I'm laughing about it now, but last night I was livid. Don't mess with a Pregnant woman's craving!
Is that not a face of pure happiness..

And just because this post deserves two Bailey pictures, he's wish y'all a Happy St. Patrick's Day too!

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Friday, March 14, 2014

Five on Friday

I feel like after this past week, I desperately need to remember what I'm truly thankful for. I'm linking up with for Five on Friday.

one.
I'm so grateful for my coworkers, friends, family and amazing husband. I'm not usually lovey dovey on this blog, but I do need to brag a bit about this man of mine. He's been by my side every step of the way throughout this last week, has been a trooper with having our house invaded by legos, skateboards and smelly boys, and is still finding how to make me laugh through the tears. 

And not to be forgotten... I'm #blessed to have my coworkers who filled my desk with Cards, gifts (some did way to much, Kel-Kel and Steph), flowers and birthday decorations while I was out. My friends reminded me the importance of laughter while making sure I was celebrating my birthday for a bit on Saturday. And last but not least, my family...man in times like these, I'm so thankful I come from a big italian family. our refrigerators were packed and our house was filled with outpouring love from everyone on of them.

(side note: I wanted to thank you for the wonderful comments on instagram and here - the blogging community is truly amazing)

two.
I'm kind of obsessing over Jason's birthday gift to me - he gave me a gorgeous camera so we can start taking better (see also: not iPhone pictures) of our baby. It's connects to wi-fi, which I haven't figured out yet, and takes AH-MAZING pictures.

three.
my precious nephews. We (my mom, myself and their 'father') still have to work out custody, but these little men are handling everything so well.  

four.
I received a few Alex and Ani bracelets over the past few months and I think my obsession has officially started. Kel-Kel gifted me the Sapphire bracelet for the baby's birthstone, now we just all need to pray baby comes right on time :)
and that Kate Spade notebook, so cute!

five.
And to end this post on a sugar high note, I have to take a second and give a little shout out to Sour Patch Kids (of the straw and extreme variety), it's probably not the best craving to have...but it is the tastiest. I can't get enough


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Thursday, March 13, 2014

A post I never thought I'd write

This last week has been a whirlwind, I don't even know where to begin.  I'll have to (for my sanity) start with the good. On March 5 morning, I had my doctor's appointment to see our baby at 12 weeks. We were finally able to scream it from the rooftops that we were pregnant.


The overwhelming support and love started pouring in. Around 11am I texted Jason. "Are you happy?" and he said "I'm so happy, I can't wait to be a proud papa. Are you?" and I said "So happy, that made me tear up!" We were both beaming. As soon as I uploaded the photo, I made sure to tell people that were already in on the secret that we 'announced' (sounds so weird to say), I texted my mom and sister, Jason's mom and sister and a few close friends. I heard back from all of them...except my sister. Which as much as I wish I could say it was, wasn't unusual.

At 2:30pm, I was in a conference room when my phone rang. It was my nephew's school, and they were calling to tell me that it was Wednesday and it looks like my sister forgot it was early day. They've been trying to get ahold of her, but figured they would try me. I left work early to go pick them up and call my mom to let her know. Turns out, she also hasn't heard from my sister that day. I assured my mom that it was a mixup probably and I'll just bring the boys to my house until we talk to Jen. My mom called Jen's property manager to run over to the apartment and check in on her. Unfortunately, it wasn't just a simple mix up.

It was confirmed that afternoon that my Sister had passed in her sleep, to say I experienced every single emotion is an understatement. I went from extreme joy, to deep sorrow, anger, guilt, sadness and every thing in between. Why was this happening? Hasn't our family been through enough? 


The next few days flew by and were spent planning a funeral, hugging friends and family members, crying, playing with my nephews, writing my sister's Eulogy, constantly thanking people for their words of 'congratulations', condolences and happy birthday. Yup, my birthday was this past Saturday. We had plans for my mom to come in town to do a family dinner on Sunday with Jen and the boys, something I was looking forward to.
 
Everything changed.
Everything will continue to be different.

Rest in Peace, Jenny Wenny!



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