we are now under 20 weeks until this little bean makes her debut.
I can hardly believe it. Time is flying!
|Dress: Gift from mom, Old Navy (I also have it in black and white) // Belt: (in gray this time) Old Navy
Floral Cuff Bracelet: Bold Threads
I’ve decided to make Wednesday posts “What I Wore Wednesday,” since it’s my official week marker and my weekly update posts are generally the day after since chalkboard pics take place at night.
|Scarf: Bold Threads (I still get chilly in the morning, even though it’s been rather warm.
I love these scarves! I have multiple)
Boots: Kohl’s (last year, I tend to wear them way too much)
I was actually up rather early this morning, which means I didn’t have to go to work with wet hair and no make up (so professional). I like days like that, where I feel human, I just hate waking up early.
|I look somewhat like a pirate.
And I’m still wondering why so much maternity clothing is made with horizontal stripes.
I’m owning them lately.
And I’ll tell you why I was up early…I’ll be waiting around while a new tire is installed on my vehicle.
I hit a curb yesterday…yep, stupid, stupid mistake. My pregnant belly was uncomfortable after pulling out of work and I was shaking and shimmying using my hand to unleash my unforgiving shirt/dress, whilst driving with one hand and I swerved and hit a curb. BAM! And I said out loud, “Oh shit!” Stopped at the nearest gas station only to find that I had a rather large protruding bubble, almost as if it were mocking my pregnant body, in my passenger tire. I just bought this car! I’ve only made ONE payment! I was mad, tears ensued, not because I’m pregnant and emotional, but because my natural reaction, since birth, is to cry for every occasion. I then had to be rescued by some friends because there was no way I was changing a tire in this state… Sidenote: I don’t really know how to change a tire. Pathetic? Yes. I’ve only ever had one other tire issue that required the crappy spare donut tire (did someone say donuts?)… A college student stranded on the 91 freeway in Southern California, hell, basically, and had to allow a stranger (thinking back, how scary is that?!) to change my tire on a busy freeway shoulder. I’m lucky I made it out alive. Luckily, I had people I know to rescue me this time.
This is my life. In real time. I can’t make this up.
Happy Wednesday! I hope your day is better and you’re not shelling out bucks on new tires you shouldn’t need…