embracing his inner italian

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. Screen Shot 2015-11-17 at 1.41.50 PM

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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!

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It’s a…..

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!   

stitch fix maternity & feeling awesome

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?

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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

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down the rabbit hole

When I was pregnant with Henry, I felt pretty great. The first trimester definitely had its fatigue and its nausea but nothing to really write home about. Balancing work and life seemed normal, in fact everything about pregnancy was easy and I felt very fortunate and blessed to be feeling so good with my first baby growing. Body pillows were not invested in, nor did I struggle with food aversions or sensitivities. I sat on my high-preggo horse and gleefully thought, “this is great!” and “What is there to complain about?” My labor and delivery went well, and Henry was a calm, easy-going newborn (and he still is as a toddler).  Facing a second pregnancy was easy. Having not had any challenges, why wouldn’t I embrace pregnancy number 2? I exercised throughout my first pregnancy and felt energetic until the very end. The hardest part had been waiting for my late baby to emerge but even that was fairly tolerable considering I wasn’t 100% excited to actually go through the process of giving birth. My “trick” pregnancy convinced me that my body was built for birthing babies and I naively headed into pregnancy two with no care or concerns.

Now…..I am down a bit of a rabbit hole.

As soon as I became pregnant, my energy was sucked out of my sails. I have not lifted a weight in who knows how long and my bedtime is promptly at 8PM. Now I cannot get too dramatic and say this is the complete opposite of Henry’s pregnancy but it is definitely different. I have funny food aversions that spring up out of nowhere on me once I smell the food. Discomfort is also a new beast to confront. Somehow at 17 weeks pregnant I have incredible sciatica pain that shoots down my leg. Perhaps I need to motivate myself for some pre-natal yoga or perhaps I can convince David to splurge on a little spa day for me to get a pre-natal massage. I have gained weight faster and crave odd things: pickles all the time, mayo (just by itself, who am I?), cucumbers with Caesar salad dressing, Sriracha sauce on everything, and as many cheddar bunnies as I can cram into my mouth!  This pregnancy also has been monitored more closely by my ob because I am having a thyroid issue and my red blood count is low. So if Henry’s easy pregnancy = an easy baby….does this more intense fatigue, and physically draining pregnancy = a more intense (perhaps even colicky) baby?

We have a long way to find out, but I am hoping to have the energy to force myself out of this rabbit hole of woeful fatigue and discomfort and tackle a little more self-care around exercise that could maybe…just maybe get me feeling a little better. Of course, despite all of this and perhaps even because of it, I need to remember that this is temporary, this is beautiful, and this is my last little baby so even if he/she is sitting on my sciatic nerve, I will miss being pregnant in April.

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