wearing: pink blush maternity dress c/o
I went to buy some air plants Saturday morning, and the man at the garden store began to educate me on their care. I had had them before, so I stopped him and told him I just needed new ones because I had accidentally forgotten about them. I'm assuming he didn't see the bump behind the tall checkout counter, because he asked me if I had kids and then just said "think about it." Um, okay......and for the record, I do plan to pay more attention to Claire's well-being than that of a plant.
The "Wolf of Wall Street" - holy ridiculous. I'm not sure I picked up my jaw once through the entire movie.
Any temperature above 65, currently. I am like a living sauna - no covers when I sleep, and I can hardly enjoy the spring weather we're having because I must have the house shut up and A/C blasting at all times. Also kind of sad is that I can't cuddle with Darrell when we sleep because I am just. too. freaking. hot.
Almost dying on an approximately 1 mile walk - and I mean I felt like I was not gonna make it back to the house and Darrell might have to go get the car to pick me up. It was akin to the feeling of finishing a half marathon, minus the accomplished superwoman factor. Also, I was sadly reminded that I once ran a half marathon, and now I can barely walk a mile.
This dress! So comfy, I know I'll be getting a ton of wear out of it for the rest of this pregnancy and beyond. Pink Blush maternity's clothes have a lifesaver since month 3 - they're the only brand that makes their tops truly long enough to wear with leggings. This was the first time I had tried out one of their dresses, and while it looks polished it feels like pajamas, which is basically my ideal in any maternity wear.
Painted my nails in the car successfully on our way home for Mother's Day brunch, despite Darrell's insistence that I was going to get peach polish all over the entire car. Take that, ya doubter.
Chocolate malts from Potbelly sandwich shop. It'll be a miracle if I don't go all the way to Clayton to get another one this week.
Even though people have started asking about when the baby will be arriving, no one is yet to say "any day now, huh!?" Which makes me ridiculously happy. Thanks for not telling me I look 40 weeks pregnant yet, everyone. Much appreciated.