Guys - today is a good day. And in the spirit of celebrating good days, here are some things I’m loving right now:
- After weeks (months?) of really bad sleep (where I’d wake up in the middle of the night and be wide awake for hours), I’ve slept pretty decently the past three nights. I haven’t changed anything (I’m still spooning with my snoogle body pillow and I’ve kicked the husband to the guest room), but let’s knock on wood that this trend continues. I’m pretty lucky that I do not get up multiple times during the night to go pee (one of the few pregnancy side effects I’ve been fortunate enough to miss) - so fingers crossed for me, k?
- In other pregnancy-related news, I picked up my breast pump today. After doing so much research (reading Baby Bargains, peppering friends with questions, and looking at tons of online reviews), I knew I wanted a Medela Pump In Style Advanced (double electric pump). I figured my insurance would pay for a portion of the cost and I’d need to cough up some extra cash for the upgrade. Well, after a few phone calls and a trip to a local pharmacy, I got the exact pump I wanted (which retails for somewhere between $250 and $350) for free. I paid $0 out of pocket. Yay for health insurance coverage!
- I know the unseasonably warm temperatures we experienced this weekend are not here to stay, but I’m taking full advantage of them while I can. I’m wearing a maxi skirt (I forgot how amazingly comfortable these are!) and sandals to work. My outfit may toe the line on being work appropriate, but whatever. I’m super comfy.
- Please tell me you’re using Waze whenever you drive. I cannot count the number of times this app has re-routed me to save time when driving to work or saved me from speeding past a cop car. Other Waze users provide updates, so it’s community-based and honestly, is my #1 recommended app.
So yes, today is good. I’m feeling good (it’s all relative, right?), the sun is shining, work has slowed down for a little while, and I’m getting a teeny tiny bit more ready for baby with each passing day.
Q: just for fun! once you get this you must share five random facts about yourself. then pass this on to your ten favorite followers. :]
I didn’t realize this has been sitting in my inbox (baby brain is real, guys), but here it goes:
1 - when I moved into my college dorm room freshman year, I brought bongos and a guitar (which I could barely play - except for a few chords of “Burn One Down” and “Save Tonight”). I’m not sure who I thought I was - or what I was trying to convey to my fellow dorm mates. Granted, I had a single room (so maybe I thought I had space for these things?) - but I can say for certain they collected way too much dust (and I didn’t bring them back for my sophomore year).
2 - I recently just got promoted at work. While I should be super stoked, I feel a little odd about it, since promotions at my company are absolutely dictated by tenure - and most happen after 5-7 years of service. After 22 months, I should be honored, right?
3 - I have finished the same number of marathons (2!) as I DNS. One was because of a tear to my soleus and gastrocnemius (calf muscles) and one was because I was pregnant and the thought of running and bouncing made me want to vomit.
4 - No matter what hairstyle I have, I always suffer from hair envy. When it’s long, I want a short bob. When it’s short, I hate it and long (hah!) for the days when I can pull it up into a messy top knot and go to work. Right now, I’m growing out an impromptu haircut (where I cut 8+ inches off) and I’m rocking some serious mom hair.
5 - Baby prep is progressing. The nursery is painted - although, furniture has not been delivered/assembled, since we’re having the hardwood floors refinished next week. We’re close to picking out a name (just need to figure out a middle name) and while at the Gap trying to find some maternity pants I bought baby her first leopard print sweater (it was the most adorable thing ever!). However, there are (big!) lingering things like deciding how much time I’m taking off work, exactly what we’ll do for daycare (both my mom and my mother-in-law will take baby a day or so a week - but we need to figure out what to do with the other days), and whether or not I want to hire a doula (I like the idea of having someone to coach me through the birth - buy I’m not sure whether I can justify the expense, especially when I’m not even sure what my birth plan will be.
I love Rita’s and all, but celebrating a big promotion is so much more fun when you’re not knocked up.
Oh you guys. This week is hard. We’re still facing temps that makes it feel like the Arctic, my dog is having GI issues, work is blah (and everyone ‘round the office seems to be either fighting a stomach bug or some sort of cold) and I’m not on vacation any longer.
Last week, we headed to Anguilla for our babymoon (or really, our end of winter requisite getaway) and it was everything I wanted. While researching possible destinations, I knew I wanted to visit somewhere we’ve never been, worked within a somewhat limited budget (I mean, I probably should be saving for baby), and yet didn’t involve too much travel (like connecting flights or 6+ hours on a plane),
We took a direct flight to St. Maarten and then hired a private charter for the 30 minute boat ride to Anguilla. Once there, we stayed at a charming and rustic property (The Arawak Beach Inn). Our room was perfect - it had a wrap around porch, which provided great views and let in a refreshing cross breeze.
We rented a car for a few days and it allowed us to explore the island and to visit our absolute favorite beach (Shoal Bay East). This beach had stunning blue water, sand that looked (and felt!) like sugar, and we alternated between napping under an umbrella and splashing around in the water.
We also spent a day on a private island, which was completely empty except for the two of us (and our boat captain). The ride to the island was on a ramshackle boat (think: Life Of Pi with a motor), and the water was a bit rough (and had me eyeing up the closest life jacket) - but once we got there, it was absolutely worth it! The innkeeper at the Arawak packed us a lunch (salads and sandwiches and fruit) and honestly, this was one of the most relaxing days of my life.
The rest of our time was spent finding the best place to watch the sun rise and set, eating, napping, reading (I started and finished The Goldfinch), and honestly, just enjoying each other’s company.
We ended up choosing the Last Hurrah package that our hotel offered and it was a wonderful choice. I had a massage on the beach, we had breakfasts included daily, our room was awesome, and c’mon - a day trip to a private island? How can you beat that? Last night, I was reading Fit Pregnancy (the Feb/March) edition, and it turns out, the Arawak Beach Inn was mentioned as one of the best babymoon getaways and I totally agree. I am so glad we went!
Man, these Sunday night blues are hitting me hard. I wish I was back in Anguilla - or anywhere that doesn’t mean I need to head back to work tomorrow. And since this winter storm has been downgraded (they’re currently forecasting 2-5 inches, way down from the 12-18 I heard originally), it’s looking like I’ll be in the office bright and early tomorrow morning.
But what I wouldn’t give to be back in our poster bed, balcony doors open, hearing the crashing waves and feeling the ocean breeze.
Last weekend, we held a gender reveal party for our families. Everyone was instructed to wear either pink or blue - to show their guess for the sex of the baby. Surprisingly, the color count was pretty even! Jeff was convinced all along that Baby McLain would be a girl - but I wasn’t too certain.
We had tons of Team Girl and Team Boy decorations, decking out the house in pink and blue. Call it cheesy, old fashioned, or whatever - but the pink and blue were just too adorable. We served color coordinated drinks and had a white cake decorated with “It’s a…” When we cut into it, a bright pink center was revealed - so yes, baby is a girl!
Obviously, having a healthy baby is our #1 objective, but I can’t deny that I breathed a sigh of relief after we found out. Even after having a younger brother, boys just seem so foreign to me! Now Jeff’s feeling slightly panicked - thinking the house will be overrun with tutus and tiaras and pocket purses (his words, not mine), but I can already see the love and adoration in his eyes for this baby girl (and we still have four more months until we meet her)!
Our photo wall has finally been hung! Totally a work in progress, but it’s a start. Dang plaster walls - they make hanging things a pain, but I’m so happy we finally got around to tackling this!
This may be the most perfect weather forecast in the history of weather forecasts. 36 hours until we are vacation bound! I cannot wait to be warm, bask in the sun, and to exhale - since these last few weeks have been filled with demanding work travel, meetings, and intense presentations. I figure when we get back, we’ll get more serious about prepping for baby (registering! decorating the nursery! finding daycare arrangements!) - but for the next week, I’m ready to plop myself on a beach and relax. Phew.