Here it is! The time lapse project that Mike & I started at 17 weeks is now complete! It could have been longer, but frankly, being pregnant made me lazy. Very lazy. Some days, just getting me to drag my bloated booty upstairs to the nursery was like pulling teeth. Not to mention the fact that I couldn’t be bothered to put on makeup most of the time and was paranoid that I would look hideous. Oh, and then there was the whole “stuck on bedrest from 28 weeks” thing, resulting in a shorter than intended video. Thankfully, despite all […]
The girls are currently sleeping snug as lil’ bugs in their Pack-n-Play, so I’m taking advantage of a little “free time” to type up their birth story… (But something tells me I’m going to be writing this in more than one sitting.) Ok, where to begin… I guess it all started on July 31st, while at my high risk specialist appointment. My blood pressure was highly elevated and I was told to contact my obgyn. I had already scheduled an appointment for 2 days later, on August 2nd, so I figured I would just wait until then to inform my […]
My dear husband is 33 today. (He finally caught up with me!) When we met face to face for the first time on a super awkward coffee date at Barnes N’ Noble, I would never have guessed that we’d be married — & expecting twins— a mere 4 years later. It’s been a bumpy road at times, and we’ve certainly mastered the art of “bickering like an old married couple”, but I can’t imagine being with anyone else. Sorry Michael, but unless you have other plans, I’m afraid we have many, many more years of driving each other crazy ahead of […]
Here’s a quick video of Mike showing off his parenting skills. This was taken at a Target store in July. (Clearly, we’re very mature…) Little did we know that we’d be expecting two of these little guys (er, girls) a year later. (Off switch not included!)
17 weeks! I can’t believe how fast these past couple of months have flown by. I’m almost halfway there! My original plan was to document each week of my pregnancy through photographs. It would have been a dandy little plan, had I not have been so damn lazy. And nauseous. (And full of excuses?) With that said, I guess 17 weeks in is better than nothing. Hell, with twins, I’m pretty much guaranteed to balloon to epic proportions anyway — so I have plenty of growth left to document. Lucky me. So hopefully I’ll remember to snap a few photos […]
With warmer weather comes less clothing. Less clothing results in more bared skin. And for me, bared skin means the urge to cover it up… with colorful tattoos. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been super pale. I mean PALE. Ghost-like. I’d like to blame it on my Welsh heritage, but really, I’m just not a big fan of the sun. I can’t remember a time when I’ve actually had an actual tan. It’s either brutal, lobster-like sunburns, or nothing. Thanks, sun.