Snowed In with Izzie :)
I have no comment other than... "Go Big Girl what you gonna do?"
My pretty cake I baked for X-Mas Eve Festivities
Me and my Fabulous Cousins Celebrating. :)
ryan- jason-megan t.-ginny-me-megan grier.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Holly Jolly…. And a Happy New Year…
I totally slacked off over the holidays on postings/updates… My bad.
Here is a brief update of the recent events in the Land of Lauren to catch you up to speed of what went down during the holiday haze:
Holiday Parties Galore. What lovely friends and family I have. There were some fabulous parties to attend and I did my best to make it to all of them! There was some serious belly touching involved in these festivities, especially when cocktails involved. I’m still not super comfortable with people stroking my fat belly… but my tummy seems to have some gravitating magnet growing in there that just attracts anyone and everyone’s paws. Fa La La La La.
Baby Girl Got Tons of Gifts from Santa. –aka- Grandma-To-Be. My mother has already started her wardrobe collection for the first year of her life. I would be totally lying if I said I didn’t love it. She is going to be a styling little lady bug. Some of the things I opened made me almost squeal with delight! Also, Santa brought me a snazzy HD video camera to document all of these sweet little outfits and precious moments will little lady tot.
Registering. So, I finally caved in and went to register for baby girl. I had been avoiding it since I have a “complex” about registering. I mean, HELLO, I have registered for 2 weddings that never happened… so I am a little weary of picking up a scan gun. But, with my mothers support, we made it through a 3 hour scanning escapade in Buy Buy Baby. It may have been one of the most overwhelming things I have ever experienced. You wouldn’t believe how many different types of baby bottles they make. I ended up chatting up this other mom-to-be who had obviously done her research on all things newborns and stalked her through the store scanning the stuff she did. I did thank her at the end for all her guidance.
I promise there will be some pregnant pictures to come. I took a few to share over the holidays. So check back soon!
HAPPY NEW YEAR FRIENDS! - And please note and applaud this will be the first New Year since the late 90’s that I will be bringing in the new year stone cold sober. So say a Cheers for me and baby tot. ;)
Here is a brief update of the recent events in the Land of Lauren to catch you up to speed of what went down during the holiday haze:
Holiday Parties Galore. What lovely friends and family I have. There were some fabulous parties to attend and I did my best to make it to all of them! There was some serious belly touching involved in these festivities, especially when cocktails involved. I’m still not super comfortable with people stroking my fat belly… but my tummy seems to have some gravitating magnet growing in there that just attracts anyone and everyone’s paws. Fa La La La La.
Baby Girl Got Tons of Gifts from Santa. –aka- Grandma-To-Be. My mother has already started her wardrobe collection for the first year of her life. I would be totally lying if I said I didn’t love it. She is going to be a styling little lady bug. Some of the things I opened made me almost squeal with delight! Also, Santa brought me a snazzy HD video camera to document all of these sweet little outfits and precious moments will little lady tot.
Registering. So, I finally caved in and went to register for baby girl. I had been avoiding it since I have a “complex” about registering. I mean, HELLO, I have registered for 2 weddings that never happened… so I am a little weary of picking up a scan gun. But, with my mothers support, we made it through a 3 hour scanning escapade in Buy Buy Baby. It may have been one of the most overwhelming things I have ever experienced. You wouldn’t believe how many different types of baby bottles they make. I ended up chatting up this other mom-to-be who had obviously done her research on all things newborns and stalked her through the store scanning the stuff she did. I did thank her at the end for all her guidance.
I promise there will be some pregnant pictures to come. I took a few to share over the holidays. So check back soon!
HAPPY NEW YEAR FRIENDS! - And please note and applaud this will be the first New Year since the late 90’s that I will be bringing in the new year stone cold sober. So say a Cheers for me and baby tot. ;)
Monday, December 13, 2010
Elevators, Strangers and Hormones
Conversation in an Elevator Today.
This is a true story.
Scene: I was taking the elevator downstairs this morning to get my breakfast of cheese grits. I was completely focused on the cheesy goodness I was about to partake in. Mty concentration was interrupted when the elevator doors opened and I was joined by a familiar lady from my building. This lady immediately stares directly at my stomach. I am not exaggerating when I say she was staring laser holes through my cardigan.
I politely smiled at her and said, “Are you staring at my stomach?”
I was thinking to myself if she is going to make me uncomfortable, I will make her uncomfortable.
Lady: “No.”
Me: (still smiling ever so politely.) “Really, I could have sworn you were staring at my stomach.”
Lady: (nervous laughter) “No.”
Me: “Oh, well if you WERE staring at my stomach, I can tell you that YES indeed I am pregnant and I am due in April.”
Lady: “I thought you looked different in the middle. Congratulations!!!! That is wonderful news!”
Me: “Thank you. I am very excited.”
Lesson Learned. People lie to your face. Even practical strangers. And then act like your best friend. I was waiting for her to jot down her address for an invite to my baby shower. Ridiculous.
This is a true story.
Scene: I was taking the elevator downstairs this morning to get my breakfast of cheese grits. I was completely focused on the cheesy goodness I was about to partake in. Mty concentration was interrupted when the elevator doors opened and I was joined by a familiar lady from my building. This lady immediately stares directly at my stomach. I am not exaggerating when I say she was staring laser holes through my cardigan.
I politely smiled at her and said, “Are you staring at my stomach?”
I was thinking to myself if she is going to make me uncomfortable, I will make her uncomfortable.
Lady: “No.”
Me: (still smiling ever so politely.) “Really, I could have sworn you were staring at my stomach.”
Lady: (nervous laughter) “No.”
Me: “Oh, well if you WERE staring at my stomach, I can tell you that YES indeed I am pregnant and I am due in April.”
Lady: “I thought you looked different in the middle. Congratulations!!!! That is wonderful news!”
Me: “Thank you. I am very excited.”
Lesson Learned. People lie to your face. Even practical strangers. And then act like your best friend. I was waiting for her to jot down her address for an invite to my baby shower. Ridiculous.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
1/2 way to due date!
20 WEEKS. ½ WAY THERE…
This week is my 20th week of pregnancy. 20 weeks in. ½ way there till baby girls arrival.
20 more weeks of GROWING. BIGGER and bigger by the day. Oh the joy.
So here are a few details no one ever shares about the joys of pregnancy that I am starting to experience with a fury.
Leaking. No I don’t have milk yet, so I am not referring to my nips. I am referring to my other lady region. That’s right friends. I feel like a need a dang diaper because my latest and greatest pregs symptom is peeing on myself. And sometimes I don’t even realize I am doing it. Gross.
Gorilla Hair. My hair is growing fast everywhere except on my head. I mean I went to shave my legs the other day and it was like holy crap have I morphed into an ape? I could have braided it. Ok, that is a little dramatic, but I could have brushed it for real. Sick.
Zit-i-licious. I made that word up. And I am referring to my face and my body. My face looks like a pubescent teenage boy and my chest and shoulders are just nasty. I got out of the shower this morning and glanced in the mirror and screamed in horror because I though I had a 3rd nipple. But no.. not a nipple… a zit. In the middle of my chest that is worthy of a trophy or something. Ridiculously nasty.
So when you are walking down the street and see an ape like woman coming your way don’t run and scream…it’s probably some 20 week pregnant lady just running her errands. Bless her hairy little heart.
This week is my 20th week of pregnancy. 20 weeks in. ½ way there till baby girls arrival.
20 more weeks of GROWING. BIGGER and bigger by the day. Oh the joy.
So here are a few details no one ever shares about the joys of pregnancy that I am starting to experience with a fury.
Leaking. No I don’t have milk yet, so I am not referring to my nips. I am referring to my other lady region. That’s right friends. I feel like a need a dang diaper because my latest and greatest pregs symptom is peeing on myself. And sometimes I don’t even realize I am doing it. Gross.
Gorilla Hair. My hair is growing fast everywhere except on my head. I mean I went to shave my legs the other day and it was like holy crap have I morphed into an ape? I could have braided it. Ok, that is a little dramatic, but I could have brushed it for real. Sick.
Zit-i-licious. I made that word up. And I am referring to my face and my body. My face looks like a pubescent teenage boy and my chest and shoulders are just nasty. I got out of the shower this morning and glanced in the mirror and screamed in horror because I though I had a 3rd nipple. But no.. not a nipple… a zit. In the middle of my chest that is worthy of a trophy or something. Ridiculously nasty.
So when you are walking down the street and see an ape like woman coming your way don’t run and scream…it’s probably some 20 week pregnant lady just running her errands. Bless her hairy little heart.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
For a Good Giggle....
So my mom's sweet friend Loree gave me a bunch of FREE baby gear. I mean who doesn't love FREE? I sure do!!!! I was super excited to get a baby Bjorn. So excited that I just had to try it on and put Izzie in it to make sure it worked just right. haha.
P.S- Please focus on Izzie's cuteness and not my double chin. Thanks.
Photo Credit: Taylor's Blackberry Curve. hehe. ;)
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