Sunday, February 28, 2010

Stuck in my head....

I have had the "Olivia" theme song stuck in my head for days. You know, the cute animated pig.
I am trying to turn it into something positive.
So, more pictures of my girlfriend.
Who is so cute. But not a pig.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Love at first sight.

Katie, Katie, Katie.....I am sure you're closet looks like the 2nd floor at Bergdorf's. Surely you won't miss this jacket, or those shoes.
I'll even let you keep your jeans-Lord knows I won't be fitting into those any time soon.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Who's that girl?

She's Caroline Sieber.
A stylist, and a muse to Mr. Lagerfeld.
This chick really knocks it outta the park. That silvery belted dress gives me the goose bumps.
I think it would be a perfect maternity dress.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Thou Shalt Not Covet

This "house" is insane. Bananas. Beyond. Out of control. I have seen a few church's that have been converted to homes, but nothing like this.
The bedroom, and bathrooms are causing me serious palpitations. I would do a bit of a decor change, but those walls, and floors are perfect. Don't even get me started on the windows and doors.

And of course it's in Austin. I often daydream about moving there. Even though I hate the heat.
Oh, and I've never been there.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Ooops, she did it again...

I am talking about Vanessa Jackman, and my girl crush, Olivia.

Vanessa has taken over, in my humble opinion, as far as fashion photography goes.
I find myself checking her work before any other fashion blogger out there. She made my heart go pitter patter today when I saw this photo of Ms. Palermo.

Where do I begin? To quote Vanessa, "Olivia Palemero rushing to the Christopher Kane show today. She looked absolutely incredible: perfect from the top of her head (love those loose curls-how did she manage such perfect hair in this weather? I looked like a drowned rat!) to the bottom of her super high heels."

Love them both.....

Sunday, February 21, 2010

This time around.....

When I had my first bun in the oven, I was still working full time, and my wardrobe was much more "polished", if you will. This time, I am in a more casual place in my life, and needed to incorporate that into my preggers wardrobe.

These bun cookers look super cute, and relaxed:

Okay, Kate looks a bit disheveled here, & as if she just got done jazzercising, but I like her t-shirt.

Some items I just picked up. I am definitely falling under the category of showing earlier the second time around.

We'll see how long I am able to stay in my jeans.. Thank God for leggings.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

It's true....

The stork is coming again!
I am about 14 weeks, and the shock of it all is starting to wear off. We are super excited, but when we first found out-we were silent for about 48 hours.

Here's how we found out:

It was 2 nights before New Year's Eve around 11p.m., and I get a text from 2 of my best friends in Chicago saying that they were coming to Kansas City to spend New Years with us. I was ECSTATIC! The mister and I start talking about all that we wanted to do while they were here, and I mosey into the kitchen, and start chowing down on his stash of kettle chips. This is something I ne-ver do. Especially at 11 p.m. Jared's just looking at me, in disbelief when I say, "I'm hungry. We should order a pizza or something....domino's". Now, let me just say that in the 4 years we have known each other, we have never ordered a pizza.
Jared sat there for a minute and says, "will you do me a favor, and go take a pregnancy test?".
"Babe, I'm not pregnant. I just started my girly time two days.......". And then I froze.
The scenario was the exact same with Addison: I have all the signs that it's that time of the month, and it never really "full on" happens. I ran upstairs and grabbed a test (we have hundreds by the way-Jared thought he was buying ovulation strips, and we got a lifetime supply of pregnancy tests). I do my business and we wait.
Here comes a line....very faint, but there's a line. I took two more. The line was still faint, but I had a breakdown none-the-less. It went something like this:
"OMG! I can't believe this! I'm not ready for number 2! We JUST got done having the conversation about waiting until Add was 2 to start trying! I want more time with him! My friends are coming here and I can't drink!! I'm going to get fat! We have to re-do the guest room, and change Add's room! I'm standing up in Jenelle's wedding and I'm going to look like a pig in a blanket!!! I can't eat anymore sushi!"
Poor Jared. He didn't know whether to just let me vent, comfort me, or hand me an academy award.
After that meltdown, I sat on the stairs and bawled because I felt guilty because I wasn't excited. That went something like this:
"This is terrible! I should be excited! I mean, it isn't about our plans, it's about God's plans! This is just so crazy! I should be so happy! Some people have the hardest time getting pregnant, and here I am worrying about getting fat! But I am gonna get fat! But that's okay. This is a blessing. Oh! Our California trip! No wine in California---it's okay-it's fine. This is good. They'll be so close in age-they'll be the best of friends. What if Addison HATES having a brother or a sister? Do you think we'll have a boy or a girl? I'm going to take another test."
And I did. I took 11 total. By the last one, the line was neon.

Fast forward a few weeks later, and the excitement began to settle in, and all is good. I still worry a bit about what it will be like to have 2. And I hear that it is sooo normal for you to think you couldn't possibly love number 2 like you did number 1 , and that sometimes you have to remind yourself your pregnant during the day because you're so busy taking care of number 1 that you "forget".
What I haven't forgotten however, is just how much I love a glass of red. When I was preggers with Add, the mere thought of wine made me nauseous. That is NOT the case with this bun. It's going to be a long 9 months.....and that non-alcoholic wine? DISGUSTING.

Thursday, February 18, 2010


This is a new series that I think I will be doing often.
It is titled "Lord Give Me Patience", or, L.G.M.P.

It is fitting that I kick this new series off after the day that I had....

L.G.M.P......when my son wakes up and whines all morning long.
L.G.M.P......when my son whines even harder when I change all of his diapers.
L.G.M.P......when my son whines at Barnes & Noble after thinking going to play with the train set they have might make him stop.
L.G.M.P......when I am excited to put him down for a nap, only to have it take an hour and a half for him to fall asleep.
L.G.M.P......when I take him to the plaza because it's 48 degrees out and I think the fresh air will do him good, and anytime I stop the stroller, the whining begins. Instantly.
L.G.M.P......when he whines the entire time I load him back up in the car.
L.G.M.P......when I go to fold the stroller and I realize there is dog crap on the tire, and I have to spray hand sanitizer on the wheels and use starbucks napkins to try to get the poop off, and i am nauseous as it is, and this is only sending me over the edge even more.
L.G.M.P......when I come home and it's time for my son's 5:00 happy hour (cheese and crackers),and the only whine she gets to partake in, is his.

Seriously-this was my day. Thank God it isn't always like this, or else I might have to check myself in somewhere. And thank you God for the 10 minutes where I had Add cracking up, all because I said "avocado" in a voice that sounded like E.T.

What IZ the 411?????

To all my blogging sistah' a gal out........when someone leaves you a comment that requires responding to, do you respond on his/her blog, or do you respond in your comments where they left the original comment, hoping that they will go back and read your comment??!.
I am losing sleep over this.
Actually I am losing sleep because I have to get up and pee in the middle of the night, and there's a rip in my fitted sheet, and my foot keeps getting caught in it.