Month 7

We moved into our house and renovated from top to bottom! I don’t know how I survived it and I’m not sure how my marriage survived it either. I may or may not have had visions of slapping my husband old Hollywood style a time or two.

How Big is the Baby?

The baby went from the size of a rutabaga to the length of a cucumber! Woah nelly! I love that I know she is a baby girl because now I can talk to her and address her by name. We sing and dance a lot. I hope she comes out singing and dancing like her mama. Knowing I am having a daughter feels very special to me already. I can’t wait to meet her.

Body Changes

Month7I know I said before that I was feeling really pregnant but now I definitely feel ALL the way preggo. I know I am going to get much larger in the belly department but I don’t even know how that is possible. I already feel huge!

This picture makes me look rather small but I think it’s just the angle. This blazer has become my go-to item. It makes me feel like I’m still trendy even though I can’t really fit into anything. It’s so hard to dress in the winter. I don’t even own a winter jacket. I’m not even sure what that says about my priorities… I usually throw on a thicker sweater or blazer and layer with a scarf, some mittens and then run from my car to wherever I’m going. This is probably a really bad idea but I refuse to buy a maternity coat. It’s only February but hopefully we get an early spring and I can find some new things to wear.



Back to hot mess but I reckon this has more to do with the move than it does anything else. I’ve cried at just about everything during this renovation. I can’t be in the house much as there is dust and other particles flying around so it’s just not safe. As such, I’ve had to relinquish a lot of control over the things in my house. I allowed my mother-in-law to help us out with our upstairs bathroom and I thought we had an understanding about the look I was going for but I soon realized that wasn’t the case. I walked upstairs one day (with my industrial gas mask) to see our finished bathroom and the counter top was not the one I showed her at all. Of course, I broke down sobbing like it was the end of the world. I also wanted to kick my husband when he let his friends paint my beautiful new house and do a sloppy job. I just can’t deal with this home reno.


Still feeling good, nothing special to report. My pelvis is bothering me more than ever but it’s almost normal to me now.


Shopping for house stuff… that’s all. I will pay for this later.

What Else?

I’m just happy to be in my third trimester. We’re in the home stretch!