27 Weeks, A Wedding and The Man-Sickies.

Whew. I have a couple of confessions to make. 


First, it was never my intention to suddenly disappear from my little slice of the Internets. After all, it's a rare occasion that I go missing around these parts for more than a couple of days and even though I've only been gone since Wednesday, the "Ahh, Are You OK?" emails have already begun to pour in. 


Second, I have done a terrible, horrible job at documenting this pregnancy. Like, beyond terrible. I could very well win the award for Most Awful Job At Documenting Said Second Pregnancy. 


Fortunately, it's been a combination of the beautiful weather we've been having, my earnest attempt at Soaking Up The Moments and Finding Balance and my beautiful, finally-official, brand-new sister-in-love's wedding weekend that had been keeping me away from the computer.


And a horrific case of The Man-Sickies. However, I'll get to that in a bit. I can already feel the bile rising in my throat at the mere mention of the plague.

The low-down, just one week shy of my third trimester: 

Total Weight Gained?: Full disclosure? Twenty-five pounds. Seriously. Despite running my tush off after The Crazy Toddler Wildebeest, I've still managed to pack on the ol' el-bees. However, if this baby follows his Big Brother's lead, which according to my doctor appears to be the case, we're in for another nearly-ten pound newborn.  

Sleep: Kind of awful. I'm up once or twice per night to use the little girl's room and another couple of times because the pain in my hips is killer.  

Best Moment of the Week? Fitting into my {heavily altered by the grace of God and magic hands at David's Bridal} bridesmaid dress for my newest sister-in-love's wedding and pretty much rocking it, if I do say so myself. 

Movement? All the time. So much so that it's slightly uncomfortable at times.  

Food Craving? Juice. Seltzer with lime. Really, really ice cold drinks in my Tervis Tumbler.

What I miss? Once again, in the spirit of full disclosure, I miss non-pregnant clothes. Being skinny. And drinking and ice cold beer (or three). 

What I'm looking forward to: The office-turned-new-nursh has been cleaned out. The carpets vacuumed. C's Big Boy bed has been picked up and delivered to Maryland and we'll begin painting the new nursery and changing out the crib in April. M2's crib bedding has arrived and The Husband is in charge of rebuilding the interior closet. 

But M2 remains nameless. Baby steps, right? 

Moving on- let's talk about what it takes to go from the above picture to this: 

If you guessed spackle, putty, some string, a little bit of tape and a pair of false eyelashes? You'd be spot on. 

All kidding aside, I'm so thankful that I wasn't So Pregnant that I couldn't enjoy the incredible weekend and celebration of my newest sister-in-love's wedding. I don't need to tell you that she looked absolutely stunning, that I danced my Tory Thora's off or that people actually laughed at the joint toast given by myself and The Husband. That all goes without saying. 

But I will share just one more picture of the bride, just so you can see her in all of her newlywed-ed bliss and glory. Gorgeous, no?

And so the M Boys are married off and our little in-law family is complete! 


Speaking of M Boys, I should have been writing this post from the comforts of my little desk in the playroom of our home in Maryland, but when The Husband wakes up at 7am, the estimated time of departure and doesn't leave the bathroom until several hours later, all kinds of inhuman, guttural noises emanating from beneath the bathroom door, all plans are off as C and I took to running for the hills. 


Or rather, the nearest CVS to stock up on pedialyte, gatorade, lysol wipes, pepto and immodium. Poor Husby. As of right now, it looks like we'll be staying in New Jersey for an undetermined amount of time. 


Happy Tuesday, Loyals. Stay tuned for an incredible skin care line review, down right adorable kid's clothing review and giveaway and the introduction of some pretty amazing April Sponsors!  


.... Anybody have an extra Haz-Mat suit lying around?