Thursday, February 25, 2016

Confessions

This is a weird Thursday, as it is my first real day in the office this week, and I have most of tomorrow off for some appointments I scheduled long before influenza hit our house. Not complaining, but definitely feels off to start and end the week on the same day! I am once again linking up for some confessions today, so let's dish!



I confess..

I don't think I have ever really had 'influenza' and after watching my baby suffer all week, I definitely don't want it. I have never seen him so miserable, and my mama heart literally almost broke in half a dozen times this week wishing I could trade places with him.

Fiber One Brownies are functioning as my dessert, at least this week. I really don't feel like I am less active or eating more, but I am a few pounds ahead of where I was at when I was 28 weeks with Jax, and the control freak in me doesn't like it. These are seriously perfect for satisfying the chocolate cravings I always have, and also keep me from feeling deprived. And, the hubby is stealing them from me, so you know they are legit.

I prefer being home with a miserable sick baby over being in the office. This week has been rough, but snuggling my sweet boy all day, despite the circumstances, has me feeling VERY excited for my maternity leave.

I love Piko shirts. I ordered two more in the short sleeve style and cannot wait to wear them as we get into warmer temperatures.

The forecast for Saturday is low 50s and sunny and this has my Minneosotan heart so happy I feel like I might burst into tears.

In ordered two pairs of jeans for myself at the Old Navy sale this week. They are non maternity. But after discount one came down to $7. SEVEN DOLLARS. I ordered kultiplensizesbandbthinkni know my body well enough to guesstimate which wise will be best after baby is born. Officially over leggings and yoga pants.

I hate maternity jeans. The bands push up my tank tops and make everything feel bulky. I end up in leggings 90% of the time because I despise being uncomfortable.

I am ridiculously excited to build our new house, and I also never want to build a house again. Talk about stressful, but I know it will all be worth it in the end.

My son will sleep through my husband snoring like a freight train, but if I so much as reposition he immediately wakes up and has a meltdown becaus he thinks I am leaving. Glad he loves me so much, but sometimes a mama just really needs to pee.

I totally eat food off the floor if it means one less thing to clean at the end of meantime. I *usually* check first to make sure it's free of dog hair.


7 comments:

  1. Food from the floor = totes. And YES, Old Navy, just YES.

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  2. Those brownies are actually delicious! I was so pleasantly surprised!

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  3. Thank you for linking up! I totally pick food off the floor and eat it too - in my own home. I did it with popcorn yesterday on the living room floor ha.

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  4. I love these confessions. There is nothing worse than a sick baby. Breaks my heart every time. I would also rather be anywhere else than in the office. So glad you got a break away from it, but sucks it was from influenza. Hoping everyone is doing better!

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  5. Lol - the food on the floor, totally me!:) And oh, mama. So sorry you've had a sick little one. That's the worst. But thanks for linking up today:)

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  6. Building a house sounds amazing, but also so overwhelming at the same time!

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  7. Building the house starts out as fun but it can get stressful! Try to stay ahead of schedule when it comes to picking out things--I didn't when I was picking out our door and I stressed over having to decide whether I wanted to do a double door or a single door with sidelights. And ask people their opinion on things! I learned that double doors are hard to seal if the house settles and they get uneven, so I went with a single and sidelights. If I wouldn't have asked, I probably would have gone with double and been unhappy.
    Sarah at MeetTheShaneyfelts

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