Category Archives: Maternity

Kids And Plants

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(Necklace-Goodwill (JCrew)  Shirt: Old Navy Maternity  Dress: HandMeDown  Shoes-eBay (Steve Madden))

For Christmas, one of my husband’s coworkers gave me a lily as a present. This would have been a very thoughtful idea, if it wasn’t one of those “plant yourself and see it grow” kind of projects. I’ve mentioned before how I’m guilty of plant murder. Well, I did my best and I followed all the directions. I watered it, put it out in the sun and after more than a month, nothing happened. So, I did what I do best and completely ignored that sucker. And I went out the other day and realized that it had started to bloom! After I hadn’t watered it for more than a month. What the what?! My husband laughed at my bewilderment and stated, “I think you loved it too much. Plants are like kids, if you ignore them, they will go and do something to get your attention.” Makes perfect sense to me. Aren’t you jealous you didn’t marry such a crazy, insightful guy? 😉

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.

The Worm Is All Mine

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(Earrings: Noonday Collection  Scarf: Target  Sweater & Dress: Old Navy Maternity  Boots: eBay-Lucky Brand)

I laugh when people ask me if I am a morning person or a night person. I am without a doubt a morning person. Even in college, I remember people going to hang out at 8pm and thinking “That’s SO late!!” Sleeping in (even before I had kids) is a big deal if I make it to 7am. My stupid, over-active brain just starts spinning it’s wheels even before the crack of dawn.  Now this would be beneficial if I got up before my kids to get things done, but unfortunately I’m breeding a little army of early risers. At least I’ll always have someone to watch the sunrise with me, since Lord knows my husband will be snoozing hours past we are all up (and yes, that is said with 100% jealousy).