I finished up something big at work today, so I’m rewarding myself by writing a fashion-related blog post.
There are many aspects of pregnancy that I’m not thrilled about – being kicked in the ribs by a little alien all day long, going to the bathroom every eleven minutes, getting winded if I run down to the laundry room or talk too fast over the phone – but in general, I don’t mind it, and in some ways, I very much enjoy being pregs. I especially enjoy the cute summer dresses that don’t require me to suck in.
This time around, most of my favorite preggo outfits are coral or pinkish-color or some variation of those colors.
15 weeks, so you know barely preg, but I pulled out the preggo clothes early because
you start showing earlier the second time around I’m lazy and don’t want to suck in.
Dress: Old Navy
Shoes: Banana Republic (peep-hole sling back cut off by my masterful photography skills)
23.5 wks here, so slightly more legit time to wear maternity dress
This dress is very simple but very flattering, and it’s become a favorite. Sadly, I spilled something on it that stained…though will probably continue to wear it hoping stain is hidden in the ruffles…
I LOVE this outfit, and I’ve worn it way too many times, but the meetings were with different people, so I don’t think it mattered. I swear it was only wrinkled some of the times I wore it.
29 wks here
I’ve also worn this dress too many times, but you just can’t go wrong with a coral polka dot dress.
Dress: Destination Maternity
30.5 wks here and looking large.
Dress: Destination Maternity
Shoes: barefoot and pregnant.
I wore this last weekend during our mini baby moon (made possible by Auntie M). More on that later, but here I am in another coral outfit when we came back from the mini babymoon weekend:
32 weeks here.
Dress: Old Navy
Yellow shoes: Target
And just for fun, here I am in one of the dresses above with my cutest accessory, T-Bear:
How can a world famous, perfectly styled princess in an immaculate designer outfit with gorgeous to-die-for hair make ordinary women around the world feel great about themselves? By stepping out with her post-partum belly in full view! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the royal post-delivery bump:
Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve seen the photos of Kate and Wills stepping out with their brand new royal bundle of joy. Even if you’re one of those people who “doesn’t care about the royals because more important things are going on,” you may be able to appreciate the bold move Kate took by not hiding her post-delivery bump, a long-time societal taboo and source of self-consciousness for new moms everywhere.
I’m sure you’ve all heard stories of a new mom hearing, “when are you expecting?” from someone at the store because her post-delivery bump was showing even though her newborn baby is in full view in the carseat in her cart? Some people are just dumb with their comments, but it’s still something women are unfortunately ashamed of. Even women with perfect bodies like Kate have a belly right after birth since all that padding that was necessary to keep babies, royal and plebeian babies alike, safe and padded for nine+ months, doesn’t just disintegrate upon the baby’s grand entrance.
The outfit was obviously carefully chosen. It’s a designer dress, perfectly conservative while also perfectly en trend, modern and in season with polka dots that are very much in right now, and it’s a nod to Princess Diana, but Kate could have easily added a gorgeous coat like one of the many amazing coats she wore throughout her pregnancy, or a shawl or simply opted for a looser dress to attempt to hide the bump, but she didn’t. She walked out with bump in full view, and she looked amazing.
I expect Kate to be back to her perfect pre-preggo self in four to six weeks max. This is something we’re used to with celebrities. We see a gorgeous photo of the baby, and then four weeks later, we see the new mom back in perfect shape in a size zero gown. I have never seen a celebrity out with the post-partum belly in full view, and I applaud Kate for this. I don’t mean to imply that celebrities owe this to us; they certainly don’t. I just think it was a nice gesture on the part of a very public figure who many young women around the world look up to.
Hello out there in bloggy land! Did you miss me? I realize nobody is actually reading this any more, but for whatever reason, I feel the need to update the blogosphere on my life in the land of enchantment. (That’s NM for those of you not up on your State nicknames because you didn’t spend hours studying road atlases during cross-country roadtrips as a child.)
A lot has happened since my last update in April (eek I really did fall off the blog wagon, eh?!) I’ve been very busy
lazy and unable to update you because of the following list of fascinating things that have occurred.
1) We redid our backyard.
This took way more cash and way more meetings with contractors (I began to hide from them for fear of more questions) than first anticipated, but I am in love with the end result.
It was actually a fine backyard before, but I decided that it wasn’t quite kid-friendly enough. We had a rockslide off the end of the patio that T enjoyed climbing and falling on, and lots of pretty but very prickly plants covering most of a sloped yard. So all that went away, and we now have lots of level grass, a much bigger patio with a little wall around it to at least slow down T’s attempts to jump off it, a bigger shade structure, kid-friendly stairs, landscape lighting, AND a wooden playground structure that T loves. We have been spending tons of time in the backyard as a result, so while it busted our budget, I’m very glad we did it.
And on hot days, we do this:
2) As a result of a more kid-friendly yard, we’ve had a lot of T-Ball practice.
3) We made a big announcement!
T’s little sister is due in mid October : D
4) And related to the above announcement, T has been reminding me that, “Mommy is BIG!”
that was around 24 weeks
5) In May, we went to Jamaica for a week with our friends from NY. As is always the case when we get together with these friends, we had an awesome time.
Cutest photo bomb ever:
Two preggos is better than one!
6) On the way to and from Jamaica, we got to see Auntie M in Houston : )
7) We also went to CANADA in May. May was a big month.
We flew up to Alberta to celebrate G’s grandmother’s 95th bday with lots of family. T got to spend lots of time with his Grampie and meet lots of cousins, and G’s uncle and aunt were amazing hosts.
We also got to spend some time with G’s bff/T’s godfather.
8) In June, T turned 2!
9) I got to wear my fave preggo dress to an awards dinner.
10) We went to a couple Isotopes games.
11) We went camping with T’s girlfriend and her brothers and parents. After changing our plans three time due to fires across NM and CO, we made it to one of the only campgrounds in the area allowing campfires in designated fire pits. We got to break in our new pimped out tent and handy shade tent and got a great site right along the river , allowing the boys to throw rocks (and themselves) into the water for hours at a time. And as always, camping with great friends made for an awesome weekend!
12) And I’ll actually try to post more about this at some point, but T had lots of fun diving, jumping and swimming.
Phew! That’s a lot, right? Well, not really, but it’s my excuse for not having time to blog. Hopefully you hear from me again in less than three months. Over and out.
I managed to get T on skis at Beaver Creek last month!
As I’ve mentioned too many times, I’ve been looking forward to skiing with my kiddos since before I had a kiddo of my own. Little kids have no fear and a low center of gravity, which is a key combination for learning to ski and having fun while doing so. One could argue that at 21 months, T was way too little to drag out on a pair of little skis, and that is probably a rational argument, but I decided to give it a go and strapped some pint sized boot and pint sized skis on T and off we went.
T is quite tall for his age, but his feet are average size for a 21 month old, and the smallest boots at the rental shop were a couple inches too big for his little tootsies. Eh, I didn’t think this was a huge deal.
I pulled and pushed my little shredder, and he had fun for about 15 minutes at which point he was done and more interested in the “choo choo,” a.k.a. the gondola, that he decided we needed to ride immediately. Since we used the equipment for a total of 20 minutes and the rental guy was amused with my antics, I didn’t even have to pay for the rental. It was a brief first experience, but I was pleased because all I wanted was for him to have fun and perhaps associate skiing with a pleasant experience. I think I accomplished that, and hopefully next year, at 2 1/2, we can step it up a notch.
While in Beaver Creek, T enjoyed several other “first experiences.”
Driving a snowcat:
Roasting marshmallows on an open fire:
And eating s’mores:
And eating croissants at the bakery down the street from the condo:
The gondola was a huge hit; we rode it
a few about twenty times:
And of course, T had a blast playing with his buddies:
And with his girlfriend:
And T’s mom and dad had a blast, too, thanks to our awesome friends and some fresh powder. Doesn’t get much better than that.
T got dressed up for church and Easter brunch. He took a cue from Justin Timberlake and decided to keep it classy this Easter.
His Auntie got him this bow-tie, and it was a big hit. I have to say sometimes I think it’s pretty fun to dress up little boys.
T had a lot of fun with his Babcia and Dziadek in town for Easter. Spring showed up in full force this weekend, and the weather was gorgeous.
T learned how to skip rocks.
He showed off his drawing skills. He can draw
circles helicopters like nobody’s business!
And he mastered the art of egg hunting.
And ate way too much food.
Oh wait, no, it was T’s mom who ate way too much food. Apparently, I’m fattening up for Spring.
I hate to break the hearts of baby and toddler girls everywhere, but T has a new girlfriend. She’s adorable and has an edgy look with blond hair accented by one lowlite in her bangs. Here they are in Beaver Creek last week:
Lots of hugs!
And some hair pulling.T should not complain about this since he is a big hair puller himself. I have lost many hairs along the way, but it’s cool, I know it’s his way of showing he cares.
T even shared cars and trains with his little friend, figuring she must be bored just staring at him and her older brothers playing with all their toys.
I should add that her older bros didn’t mind T hanging out with their sister all day long. This may change in the future, but they seem cool with T for now.
Seriously, T just loves our friends’ daughter, and it’s super cute. I do hope his fascination with babies continues, and he’s as happy to hang out with a baby all day when he has a little sis or bro some day!
As I’m sure you are aware, this is Bert. He lives on Sesame Street with his buddy Earnie.
Well, this particular Bert lives at our house. He came with a set of figurines, a Sesame Street rock and roll band, given to T as part of his Christmas present from one of our good friends. He’s about 2 inches tall. Here is another photo with a sippy cup for scale.
T takes Bert and his buddies most everywhere he goes.
In the bath:
Out to dinner:
On trips. Here he is feeding Bert some lunch at the airport on our way to Houston last month.
On our way back from Houston, as we waited for the A section of our Southwest flight to board, T showed Bert and Earnie (“Yearnie”) to everyone in line. Then when it was family boarding time, we made our way down to the plane, but we had a little “uh oh” moment before we boarded. T decided to
drop throw Bert, just as I stepped onto the plane, and Bert, T’s beloved 2-inch companion, fell through the crack between the plane and the walkway down below the plane. Gasp! “Mama, Bert?” Mama shakes her head, “Bert is gone on an adventure, and he’ll be back in a couple weeks.” Ugh.. “Mama, Bert!?” Mama tries to come up with more answers, “Well, Bert decided to get on another plane. Maybe he’s meeting up with Elmo and Cookie for a guys’ weekend in Vegas? You know how crazy those three can get…?” T looks confused, “Mama, Bert?!!”
Right. You can see this going nowhere fast. T didn’t actually cry, but of course, I was worried he might start to cry when I failed to produce Bert out of thin air, and deal lord the last thing I wanted was a crying toddler on a full flight.
I explained our dire situation to the flight attendant and asked if by chance there was any way to retrieve Bert from under the plane, thinking of course this was probably not going to happen but I might as well ask. She said probably not but she will check what she can do. So we walked down the aisle and found a seat, and T told everyone we passed that Bert was missing. He still wasn’t crying but my attempts to make him forget about Bert weren’t working. As I was explaining for the fifth time that Bert was off seeing the sights and we’ll hear all about his travels when he comes back (once Mom locates another Bert at Target next week), the flight attendant announced over the loud speaker asking that the owner of the Bert doll press their call button because the pilot was able to retrieve him. Everyone on the plane started clapping since most everyone had met the little boy who showed them all Bert and Earnie when they boarded the plane, so it was a fun moment for everyone involved. Yay! Bert is saved!!
I honestly couldn’t believe that the pilot got him back for us. How nice is that?? I have always found Southwest Airlines to be extremely accommodating to families and also pregnant travelers. When I was flying on Soutthwest a lot for work while preggo with T, I never once lifted my bag to put it up in the overhead compartment. Usually one of the flight attendants would do it for me before I even had a chance to ask them for help. On this flight with T, both directions, a flight attendant took my backpack from me while I carried T and carried it to my seat for me. And my stroller was fully set up by the baggage guy when I got off the plane. AND the pilot saved Bert from certain death. What more could I possibly ask from an airline! You really can’t beat Southwest Airlines.
To the pilot and flight attendant who helped us out and to all the great Southwest employees out there, thanks for always being friendly and helpful!