And let's see what else? One little thing that I thought might be amusing to share is that I can still wear a pair of my pre-prego jeans. I haven't worn proper pants, let alone jeans in months, but I haven't even tried to wear them. I just imagined they wouldn't fit and I just imagined they would be extremely uncomfortable. Well, after months of wearing dresses and skirts, I just wanted to wear a pair of proper pants to work, jeans or not. So what did I do? I perused the items in my closet and landed on a pair of jeans that I hadn't worn in awhile considering they stretched out really quickly after wearing them and they were always kind of saggy.
Well, let's just say they fit…like a glove, but they fit! Before Peter left for work, I informed him that he might want to stick around for the show, fully thinking it was going to be a disaster and something beautiful to laugh about. But, as I pulled them up over my thighs, then my hips and buttoned them around my belly, I laughed because they actually fit. I mean let's be honest, they are no longer saggy, in fact they are fairly snug, but I wore them all day, from morning till night. And someone even said it was a miracle that I was wearing regular jeans this far into the pregnancy. I'm not too sure how they knew they were regular jeans and not maternity jeans, maybe the snugness gave them away? Maternity jeans always seem a bit saggy in the bottom and these certainly were not! So I suppose I can put off buying proper maternity jeans for a week or two.
Another little thing that I wanted to share is that we had a date night Friday night, and it was such a fun evening! It all began with a phone call to the husband as he was on his way home from work. See I didn't want to follow the plan for dinner, in fact I didn't want anything we had in the house for dinner. So I called him to inform him of that fact - and he kindly said…well can I go to the grocery store to pick something up? And I said….no. He offered to make a stir fry and my reply was gross…veggies. He offered to make some type of dish with potatoes, and my reply was…yep you guessed it…no. He then said, well what do you want to eat? and I said I want a french dip sandwich - and I don't want mashed potatoes or roasted potatoes, I want french fries. See, I wanted to go out to dinner - and I even suggested Peter stick to the dinner plan, and I would get myself something to eat elsewhere. He thought that was a hilarious idea, while I thought it was brilliant. I get what I want and we save a bit of money while doing it, right? It was clearly a win, win situation…for me at least.
So we ended our conversation, not too sure we came to an agreement. And the husband gets home and says…let's go to dinner! Well you should have seen my face! I had just the place in mind. See, I had bought this deal off amazon local for frozen yogurt and I needed to use it by November - do keep in mind I bought it in May! So I thought we could go to dinner beforehand, stop at a baby shop to check out a stroller in real life that I have been drooling over online, and end the night with frozen yogurt. Perfect night right?
Well it was…I got just what I had been craving hours before. Peter thought that was extremely amusing - he even said you aren't going to get the French Dip sandwich are you? Well of course I was! I mean why else were we there?? But, we were both so stuffed from dinner that we never made it to the yogurt place. We did however check out the stroller…and here she is in all her glory! We are still deciding, but Peter took her for a test drive around the store and had to try on a few other things while he was there.
And we stopped at a maternity shop - it was my first time doing that and it was a blessing to see all these items I had read about online in real life, such as the ergo and the beco gemini (baby carriers) and different diaper bags and my husband indulged me while I asked all sorts of questions. He thought it was especially amusing when the woman asked…is this for someone else or for you? And I found myself stating that I was in fact pregnant, 6 months nearly, so it was for me.
And we stopped at a maternity shop - it was my first time doing that and it was a blessing to see all these items I had read about online in real life, such as the ergo and the beco gemini (baby carriers) and different diaper bags and my husband indulged me while I asked all sorts of questions. He thought it was especially amusing when the woman asked…is this for someone else or for you? And I found myself stating that I was in fact pregnant, 6 months nearly, so it was for me.
I am just waiting to pop...and wondering if my time will EVER come. I know it seems a funny thing to wish for, but so many people probably have absolutely NO idea that I'm pregnant, and I just want the world to know! Maybe I should start wearing super tight clothes? Or maybe not? But I do find myself staring at pregnant women, just longing for a proper pregnant tummy!
Saturday, I spent some time with my mom and we went to see the Adams family - interesting, great to spend time with my mom!! And then I braved the rain and made it home somehow, and came home to a quiet house. Perused the Internet for hours trying to land on certain items for the baby registry. Its tough work! And extremely time consuming. And let's be honest, putting the baby in the closet is a bit more complicated than I thought it would be. The majority of the cribs I was checking out are specialities cribs. I suppose all mini cribs are speciality cribs actually - and most of the mini cribs won't fit through our closet door. So the assembly process will have to happen in the closet and the closet isn't THAT big. Big enough for a crib - yes, but big enough for a crib and a few human beings? I don't know, guess it just depends on the size of the crib. I have found some foldable cribs which you could assemble ahead of time and then fold up and unfold in the closet. So I might start investigating those further. So if you have any crib suggestions - let me know! I'm all ears!
And that's all for now...
Until next week,
Malia
And that's all for now...
Until next week,
Malia
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