We're growing. Namely, my belly. And our current clan of 4 will soon be 5. I just hit the 13 week mark in my pregnancy. On Monday all four of us got to peek at bean #3. Today the boys and I visited the very doctor that delivered them. Three years ago this week that same doctor admitted me to the hospital to start my bed rest stay. Needless to say, today's appointment was much less eventful but nonetheless exciting. My elastic pants feel tight and I’m up a size in jeans. I’ve worn one maternity sweater and I’m thankful I don’t have to dress for work each day. Gym pants are my new uniform and my recent purchases of leggings and knee high boots are my attempts to stay stylish.
Last Saturday went like this: I woke up and ate taco pie for breakfast. After a good run (thank you new shoes!) I had tea and a banana. When my mom arrived to play with the boys and do some laundry (their machine is on the fritz) she had a Starbucks in her hand I suddenly wanted more tea. By 11 I was starving again. While my fridge and pantry have plenty of healthy options I reached straight for the Ramen noodles. Shameful. 10 minutes after I was finished and claimed I was "so full" I was eating spaghetti with the boys at the dining room table. By 2:00 I met a friend at Wendy’s for a frosty that I’d been craving since Thursday after seeing a commercial for one. Upon arriving home at 4:00 the boys wanted to go get frozen yogurt at Sweet Frog. I obliged:) On the way we stopped at the bread company so I could restock my supply of cinnamon swirl bread. It makes a great nighttime snack and I’m hooked on it. With a little butter it's as good as a doughnut:) Thankfully I did not get my own cup of yogurt at Sweet Frog, but what a shame that Garrett didn’t like his Nutella choice and this lady wasn’t going to let it go to waste. He had plenty of strawberry in his cup, so both of us were satisfied. That night was leftovers (yes, more taco pie) and a carb loaded snack before bed because carbs is all I want these days. Somewhere between 9:00 and 9:30pm I started to get nauseous so I headed to bed. By 2:00am I woke to go to the bathroom and then laid in bed hungry/still nauseous. By 4:00 the boys started to stir and I had to pee again. By 6:00 all four of us were in one bed and by 6:30am Mickey Mouse was on and I had another piece of cinnamon bread in hand.