We have these annoying climbing vines that try to take over the front of our house. They grow so fast and just appear out of nowhere! I cracked up when I walked outside this evening and saw this. Our porch is under attack! ♥
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I start my third trimester on Friday, and oh boy can I feel it! Remember 7 weeks ago when I said I was confused because I felt a lot crazier last pregnancy? It seems I spoke too soon. I am just a huge (literally) ball of hormones/emotions. It’s like I have PMS x 1,000 for… 3 more months. I cried five days in a row last week. I keep freaking out at Greg over the most mundane things. I feel really bad about it and I really do try to control myself, but I just SNAP. In my normal, non-pregnant life, I’m so good about stopping, thinking about how I feel, and then reacting. Those things don’t happen in my close-to-third-trimester life. It’s frustrating. I feel psycho.
Greg has been working a million hours and it is making me nervous. He worked so much during Vada’s infancy that I was pretty much a single mom, alone with a colicky, always-crying baby for a year. We worked things out (obviously) but that time really took a toll on our marriage. It makes me sad just to think about it. When we decided to have this second baby, it was on terms that he wouldn’t work like that again. But I can see history starting to repeat itself and it’s freaking me out. His business, which is always growing (thankfully!) seems to go through a bigger growth spurt every few years, and the signs are there! Working late every night… Working weekends… Coming home to shove food in his mouth and to say hi to Vada, then going back to work until the middle of the night… Coming home but then catching up on work on our home computer until late. It sucks. Hopefully this is all just part of my “nesting” phase and things will balance out at Press Press. (Cross your fingers for me, guys.)
But, in order to try to keep things positive around here… In happier “nesting” news, I bought baby her first clothing item- a cute little bunny hat from Baby Gap, which was too sweet to pass up. I also ordered some fabric to sew into crib sheets and got new curtains for her room. I’ll have to go through all of Vada’s baby clothes soon and see what else we need to get as far as onesies and things like that go. I’m excited to see all of those little summertime baby dresses again! Ruffle-butts! ♥
We took a little trip to Las Vegas this weekend for my cousin’s wedding. It’s been… tiring.
Thursday morning we drove 5 hours to my parents’ house in Virginia Beach to drop Vada off. We had to wake up at 3am the next morning to catch our 5:30am flight out of Norfolk, and I barely slept a wink that night, worrying that I would sleep through my alarm. Our flight out of Norfolk was late so we had to haul ass through the Houston airport to (barely) catch our connecting flight to Vegas. We checked into our hotel at around 11:00am, got some food, and spent most of the day wandering around our enormous hotel like zombies and catching up on sleep.
By Saturday morning I was feeling more alive and back to normal. We had a delicious breakfast and I spent the day hanging out with my cousin doing matron of honor stuff while Greg and my brother went out exploring the strip. I hung out with Jenny while she got her hair done at a fancy Paul Mitchell salon in our hotel, then we went back to her room to hang out and do our makeup. The wedding was at 3:00, so we got to the chapel at 2:00 to get her dressed and ready to walk down the aisle. She looked like a beautiful and glamorous little brunette Barbie doll. Her dress and shoes, hair and makeup, everything was just perfect.
The wedding was short and sweet without being rushed or anything. The pastor was great and gave a lot of really great marriage advice throughout the service. There were a plenty of happy tears. I can’t help it, I just always cry at weddings! They are just such a nice reminder of how special my marriage is and make me feel renewed in my own vows.
After the wedding, we had some photos taken and I ran to my room to change dresses because that size 4 JCrew bridesmaid dress just wasn’t working out anymore (as in it was cutting off my circulation.) There was a nice cocktail party, and then everyone went back to their rooms for a few hours before meeting up again later that night for a party at a club called Tryst.
I decided to stay in for the evening, because being almost 6 months pregnant: 1.) I was tired. 2.) I would have felt completely ridiculous riding around the Las Vegas strip in a yellow stretch Hummer. 3.) I doubt I would have had fun hanging out with a bunch of super drunk people. 4.) If I would have gone, I would have only lasted 2 hours max, and I wanted Greg to be able to enjoy himself in Vegas! 5.) I was tired.
So I had some relaxing alone time in the hotel. Meanwhile, Greg had a little too much fun… He got in around 2:30 after having at least 2 drinks too many and ended up throwing up. Unfortunately, this was to be expected. (He rarely drinks.) Silly Greg.
Once we eventually get out of bed today, I’m looking forward to finally getting out to see some sights. We have the whole day to do whatever we want, so we’ll probably have a taxi drop us off somewhere down on the strip and just walk around, do some shopping and people-watch. I might put a dollar in one slot machine where you can win $12 million, but otherwise I don’t think I’ll be doing any gambling while we’re here. It doesn’t feel right to me to just… give my money away to a machine? And I don’t know how to play any card games.
So far, my impressions of Las Vegas are…
This place is crazy. It’s like an alternate universe – a massive adult playground where time doesn’t exist. It’s kind of over-the-top and feels a little ridiculous. It’s also the most expensive place I’ve ever been in my life. Seriously, SO expensive.
We’ll see what today brings. ♥
We finally got a snow day this winter. I was worried the snow would never come! Vada absolutely loved it. We didn’t get her any proper snow gear this year, so we just bundled her up in a bunch of layers and let her wear an enormous pair of snowboarding gloves. They looked hilarious but kept her little hands warm! She and Greg played outside for a long time building snowmen and throwing snowballs.
While I was editing these photos I started to feel all sentimental thinking about how there are only so many snow days you get to spend with your children while they’re still little. You only have so many opportunities to make great memories. Time just goes by so fast! I mean, flashback to this baby snow bunny… ♥