33 weeks…which means another week has flown by! The weekends have been busy for us lately, so it makes it seem like the weeks are even shorter.
This last weekend, we had a little weekend away which included having some maternity photos done. I’m not one who normally likes my pictures taken. The pictures in these posts are taken by me, with a remote, and it takes a million shots to get a few I’m okay with. But I’m confident that Lauren and Robbie of openField photography made us look stellar. Not too mention, she and I have been online friends for quite some time now and FINALLY were able to meet! I just love both of them to pieces. It was a fun session.
This coming weekend is a baby shower in northern MI with James’ family and some special friends. I’m pretty excited about it and glad to have so much support here. I’m not in contact with my sister anymore and my mom can’t be here, which makes me sad and emotional. Not too mention, my sweet aunt Penny is no longer with us, and my aunt Barbie and only living grandmother live very far away…it’s bittersweet, considering this is my first baby, and I wish everyone could be there…but I’m thankful for all of the women in James’ family who have always treated me as their own. They really are amazing people.
I’m rockin’ another top from Thyme Maternity. This is one of their new(er) styles and I loved it as soon as I saw it featured. The lace print is so cute and feminine and I love the color! Online it says pink, but in person it’s more of a purplish pink. Regardless, it’s lovely!
|Top: c/o Thyme Maternity // Legginsg: Motherhood // Belt: Same one from Old Navy // Sandals: Target|
This is a really comfortable tank top and I love the white, layered edging. It’s a really cute detail! But once again, I find that it’s boxy in the ribcage area, just like every other maternity top! I can’t help my wide hips and the fact that the belly has pretty much stayed right out in front. So what did I do?! Belted it, of course! Otherwise, the sizing is spot on! I’m sure I’ll get a lot of use of this top in the next month and a half. I love it!
Leggings are pretty much where it’s at right now. They’re just so comfortable. And my trusty black skinnies from Motherhood have gotten so much wear, and I love them so much, that they’re slowly wearing out! I’m on the fence about purchasing another pair with so little time to go. But I figure they can be worn for a bit after baby girl makes her debut, since I’ll be jelly-filled and not looking quite as amazing as Kate Middleton post-partum. So I may give in and buy another pair.
I’m feeling rather large, as of late…and starting a waddling stride because my body just gets super tired when walking for long(er) periods of time. I finally hit the swelling phase, especially during last week’s heatwave. My “elefeet,” “marshmallow ankles,” and/or “block feet” are not really the most attractive accessory, but I try to rest them when possible.
I’ve been feeling alright, I suppose. I hate the question, “How are you feeling?” My answer is usually, “I’m hanging in there.” Not that I’m feeling awful, per say, but how do you explain to people, in a nice way, that your body feels alien and like it doesn’t even belong to you anymore? I mean, this whole “lightning crotch” thing (sorry to be vulgar and TMI, but it’s an honest statement), not my idea of fun, but also normal, from what I can tell, but it’s not exactly kosher to be all, “Well, it feels like my baby is stabbing knives into my cervix while punching my bladder with her free hand, otherwise, everything is peachy!” So I just give a generic answer and assume they’ll either understand because of past experience, or just smile and be on their way.
And I pee a lot. At night. When I’d rather be sleeping.
7 weeks to go and we can’t wait to meet her! In between moments of “OMGWTF where has the time gone?!” and “Holy sh*t! Her room is STILL not ready!” Just last night, I told James I feel like I need a year left in this pregnancy, you know, metaphorically speaking, because who wants to be pregnant that long?! I’ll leave the two-year pregnancies to elephants.
I did finally order fabric for her room, though. So that’s progress! Ever the procrastinator…