Category Archives: Inspiration

Nesting? Not So Much

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(Jacket: HandMeDown  Shirt: GAP Maternity  Necklace: Instagram shop  Pants: Old Navy Maternity  Shoes: eBay-Steve Madden)

I have never been hit by the “nesting” phase of pregnancy. I’m also a person that generally hates to clean. I do it more out of necessity than pleasure. Like today, I hit my limit on how gross my bathroom was (with three guys using it, I’m sure you can get a good visual picture) and finally cleaned it. And then there were the countless chores around my house that hadn’t been done for ages (we had a ridiculous amount of Borax scattered around our windowsills from a massive ant attack back in June…embarrassing). I’m wondering if the nesting stage only hits people who actually enjoy cleaning. That would make a lot more sense.

Unhealthy

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(Shirt-Old Navy Maternity  Necklace: Noonday Collection  Jeans: Old Navy Maternity  Shoes: facebook store)

I am out of control. As I’m sure I’ve admitted before, I am a total sugar addict. As much as I love eating healthy, I have fallen off the bandwagon lately. I am tired and don’t care/want to think about what I’m eating. For example, all week I’ve been taking an english muffish (and cookie butter), yogurt & granola and two tangerines for lunch. And I had TWO AND A HALF donuts yesterday. BAH! If I’m not careful even my maternity clothes aren’t going to fit me for much longer. I might need an intervention…

Accomplished

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(Top: Plato’s Closet  Leggings: Ross  Boots: Nordstrom-Steve Madden)

I gotta tell you that nothing makes me feel more accomplished than when I clean my car. Please don’t think that I drive around all the time with a clean car. In fact, it is quite the opposite. With two kids boys and a husband that thinks the floor IS the trash can, the car is an absolute wreck 99.9% of the time. But there is that .1% when I get my act together and pick all that junk up and vacuum up the goldfish crackers, boiled egg shells (not joking with that one) and sand. And let me tell you friends, when my car is clean, I can totally look past the dirty floors, muddy fingerprints in my bathroom and pile of dishes in my kitchen sink and feel like I have got life figured out and completely under control. And when I’m really feeling fancy, I go to the car wash and watch other people get my life under control for me. 😉