It must be the hormones, right?
I am sitting here feeling so sad I could almost cry, seriously. Why you ask? Well, I just sold our single stroller from UppaBaby. This wasn’t just any stroller. This was THE stroller. Physically, it was awesome. It was light weight, portable, with storage, maneuverable, and such a great color too! Spiritually, it was our adventure wagon. Henry grew up in that little thing. He cruised around our neighborhood and Amsterdam in that ride. It was there for all those “first moments.” And yet it is just a stroller Melissa so get a grip!
A lovely couple came by tonight to pick up our red stroller. She is pregnant with their first due next week and it felt nice being able to pass along our favorite to a new family. I hope they enjoy it as much as we did. I have nothing but positive reviews for the UppaBaby line.
So what will we be using? We upgraded to a double stroller (which we will use as a single until baby #2 arrives in April). And I am sure it will be an awesome fit for our family. The Baby Jogger City Select will bring the babes from point A to B and that is really all we need. Okay, I think I have my wacky preggo emotions back in line.
Henry is a pretty good eater. We are lucky to have a kiddo who isn’t too picky and usually eats his meals with gusto. And, he enjoys a variety of delectables from beets to applesauce and kale salad to steak. He will mostly try everything at least once and then make his choice about whether or not to go for it again. And, worse case scenario, if he isn’t a huge fan of the main course prepared, he will usually enjoy some side dish of sweet potato or avocado that is readily available. But alas, one delicious food remained untouched day after day on the little dude’s plate: pasta!
No matter the shape of the noodle or sauce that we tried, Henry looked skeptically at the pasta before him and defiantly said no to the spaghetti! And those offending noodles had to be removed completely from his sight! How dare they remain on his tray even for a moment. The Italian mama in me was so sad. I tried over and over again to demonstrate the deliciousness of this complex carb, but Henry would not have any of it.
Then a break through! After months of this Italian pasta stand-off, a thawing in negotiations was mediated at the lunch table between Henry and Mema. Henry brought one noodle to his mouth and magically partook of the entire plate offered! WHAT!?!? Huzzah! We have a pasta man at last.
It’s funny but one of the most prevalent questions I get when preggo is: What cravings are you having?
It makes sense though. If you had been pregnant than this is common ground for bonding over weird cravings that command your mind and demand to be consumed. If you have not been pregnant than it is an odd human behavior that begs a little bit of voyeurism. And, the cravings are real, often, and ridiculous so whichever category of questioner you are, you won’t be disappointed!
Just like with baby 1, this time around I am super hungry for anything spicy and sour. Perhaps it has little to do with the baby (there are all these old wives tales that suggest certain types of cravings mean something) but rather just what my body is interested in during this odd hormonal growing period. I could cover my food in Sriracha sauce and eat my weight in all things pickled! Driving passed Whole Foods each day on my way home from school is the greatest challenge. How can I possibly drive by their smorgasbord pickled antipasto bar? Most days, I can’t and dip into their parking lot for a quick little nibble of pickled deliciousness. The more sour the better!
The new craving with baby two though is: Cucumbers. By 10AM everyday, I start to think about the cucumbers waiting for me in the school cafeteria. How many can I get today? Will I put dressing on them? Eat them in a salad or just plain by themselves? The cucumber possibilities are endless and each day I am filled with excited expectation! Haha, yes these are the crazy-food-driven-thoughts of this pregnant lady!
Our due date changed dramatically from May 10 to April 12! If that wasn’t enough of a shock, at a recent ob appointment we also found out the sex of our little one. We went in for a quick regular check and came out with exciting news that we thought we would have to wait for until just before Christmas. So what is little baby #2?!?! We are excited to share that we are adding a little…..
(And then Henry got to “into” eating his cupcake, so taking photos of that telling frosting became an impossibility as H went to town on his cupcake! So we had to slice into another one, hahaha)
Boy!!! Hooray for a boy party!!!
Mmmm these cupcakes were delicious!
I was skeptical. When Kaelin called me to ask, “What do you think of Stitch Fix?” Well I thought….why would I pay $20 a month for someone to shop for me. Being picky is my thing when it comes to my wardrobe selections. If I like the stylist’s selections then great, but if I don’t then aren’t I just throwing away $20 a month? And, what about the notion that I don’t have time for myself that comes along with Stitch Fix. Am I so far removed from my previous self that this new mommy version can only be clothed if the materials are shipped directly to my door? In theory, I hated this idea of Stitch Fix. But Kaelin did raise a lot of doubt for me, when she stressed the convenience and also the great fashions and styles that were arriving on the doorstep of her home. Should I try it? But wait don’t forget I am pregnant so that means I just dress in tarps and spandex for the next nine months, no?
I started to Google as one does when trying to justify changing one’s original theory. What were women out there saying about Stitch Fix. Was it worth the value of $20 a month. The reviews, not surprisingly, were positive. Then a miracle…they are carrying a maternity line! What!? Okay so now it was time for a complete 180 on my position and I signed myself up. Despite having had a baby, I have no maternity clothes. I had borrowed everything previously from a friend and surprise she is pregnant now too. My gorgeous borrowed wardrobe is suddenly “occupied.” So the door became fully open for Stitch Fix.
The process for signing up for the program is fun. You fill in a style profile, rank some outfits, and then write a little message to your stylist about what you are looking for. The the box arrives and voila you are suddenly truly convinced that this was an awesome deal. Out of my 5 items that arrived, I kept two and returned 3 very easily in their pre-packaged materials. And I feel a bit like a rockstar in my new digs! #Stylishbump
Ready to try it too, check out this link here: Stitch Fix