Illustration: Marco Island Beach Girl

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    We’re heading to Marco Island tomorrow for a too-short long weekend. Some people may call it a “babymoon” but I just can’t handle that word. So, we’re going on a little trip.

    I read somewhere that locals jokingly refer to 9PM as “Marco Island Midnight” and with that, I’m feeling very confident that we’ve made a great choice for a quiet and relaxing weekend.

    Under normal, baby-less circumstances, I’d be all about my packing strategy and bringing out cute, beachy outfits that rarely get airtime here in Chicago, like this little lady’s striped cover up and hat. Most of my cover ups are so short from needing to accommodate the belly they’re just referred to as “shirts” these days. And I can never find hats that fit my huge head, but I suppose I can’t blame that one on the little man. May be inherit my big brain. My reality will be closer to the same tankini 4 days in a row and maximum time spent floating in the pool/ocean with a virgin pina colada.

    And to me, that sounds perfect.

    Cheers friends!


    Chinese food in bed and appreciating the moment

    A few scenes from this weekend:

    Post-work treat at Magnolia Bakery on Friday evening

    Corned beef hash for a rainy Saturday brunch at D4

    My crooked belly; little man definitely likes to hang out on the right side

    Blitz using Jason’s foot as a pillow. Standard

    Good fortunes from Big Bowl

    Mastered the cast-iron frittata on Sunday morning – never looking back!

    It rained or looked about to rain pretty much the entire weekend. Now it’s early Monday morning and I’m drinking my tea, getting ready for work, and it is of course – beautiful. Ah Chicago.

    We had tickets to the Cubs game on Saturday, which was called for weather before it even started. I was bummed about the game, but grateful that we didn’t have to go up to Wrigley in the rain and crowds before they decided to cancel it. So instead of baseball and peanuts, we had a very low-key weekend that was still a pretty great one.

    Lately I’ve been really aware that the days of just me, Jason and Blitz have a countdown on them. There’s a handful of instances that I look back upon and realize that I shut the door to a particular chapter of my life without realizing I was doing it. Particularly painful – living with my college roommates and then living by myself. I was SO ready at the time to be done with both stages at the end that I’m certain I didn’t fully appreciate either for how unique and special they would be in the grand scheme of my life. Since I realized that a few years back, I’m determined not to make that mistake again. Not changing and growing is not an option, and I know that when the little guy shows up in August, we’ll be more than ready for him and will embrace the new chapter whole-heartedly.

    But in the meantime, I’m not mad at a weekend of Netflix and snuggling in bed. I enjoyed every single minute of laziness, sleeping in, and Big Bowl “picnics” in bed.

    We did manage to check some things off the list – I had a design project in the works for a building party that I wrapped up, got organized for baby shower/wedding shower madness both past and to come, and spent way too much time picking out birthday presents for our friend’s little girl who’s turning 2 this weekend while we’re in Marco Island. I also snagged two great bags from Marshalls for the trip and this upcoming summer.

    And maybe the most exciting – the painter came by for a consultation so that we could get the little man’s nursery painted! Waiting a month to get it done is a little painful for my impatient self, but we know she’ll do a good job. And I’m also pretty sure May is going to fly by.

    And now, I’m off to kick off what promises to be a fast and furious week at work. Cheers to the blank slate of a Monday!


    Pregnancy: 26 Weeks

    Despite my first-trimester fears that I’d be pregnant forever, I’m somehow nearing the third trimester! I decided to start this blog to capture some of my impressions and feelings about this journey. My sister and I shared a blog for about a year and I loved looking back on those memories (and wish every day that we kept it up!).

    So, here we go!

    26 Weeks Pregnancy Update



    The little guy is the size of a hothouse cucumber, a scallion, or “a kale”. These produce comparisons are starting to crack me up because those three vegetable sizes seem wildly inconsistent to me. I actually prefer looking at the normal measurements, which say he’s 14″ and 1.75 lbs. I told Jason this week I felt so proud of our little one to learn he’s already 1.75 pounds because I remember waiting so, so long for him to reach the ONE lb mark!

    He’s been so active – I can feel the difference between a kick and a roll, and I can see the outside of my belly moving around with him when I look down. Somehow, his movements don’t bother me in the slightest and I actually love knowing he’s along for the ride with me every day, like my little kangaroo buddy. I try to sing to him or play him music every night, and he definitely gets kicking then. I’ve been singing “You are my sunshine” a lot, but yesterday I looked up the (very depressing)  lyrics outside of the popular refrain, and we’re going to stick with the few lines I know for now! I also love “What a Wonderful World” – it makes me cry every. single. time.


    It’s been a tough week for me physically. I’ve been feeling so great from about weeks 17 through now, but after a friend’s baby shower on Sunday, I was hit with a wave of exhaustion that was pretty killer. That’s been hard to shake, but I’ve also developed some strange pain that shoots down my left leg. Tuesday I was convinced I’d never walk again! (Hey dramatic pregnancy hormones!) Thankfully it’s improved significantly since then, but it’s still kept me from working out or even long walks, which I miss on the sanity front.

    I’ve been craving ice cream and temporarily quelled that with a box of the new Yasso mint chocolate chip Greek yogurt bars – which disappeared in 2 days. Probably best not to keep those in the house for now!


    Despite feeling physically crappy, I feel more and more connected to this little peanut each week and on most days I feel overjoyed and anxious to meet him. (#Rollercoaster!) I think nesting may be kicking in because I’ve been really motivated to get little things done around our place each day. J put the crib together last weekend, we have the painters scheduled, and we’re waiting on our dresser to come in May. Tonight we have a date to go check out Room & Board to hopefully pick out a glider for his room, which would make all of our major furniture purchases complete! I’m excited to get that stage done so that I can start decorating around it.

    We are heading to Marco Island next week for our babymoon and I’m so, so excited we pulled the trigger on this. We almost didn’t because things feel so crazy with all of our weekends these days, but we figured we’d get our to do list completed eventually and a little getaway would do us good. We’ll get to see good friends that live in the state (and celebrate their adorable daughter’s 2nd birthday!) and get lots of relaxation in. I read a comment about “Marco Island midnight” being 9:15PM and I knew we picked the perfect destination. Give me all of the virgin pina coladas and just let me float.

    Pic Collage: Weeks 13-22


    I’ve been so good at taking a weekly bump selfie until we went to Arizona for my sister’s wedding. I’m determined to pick it back up now, but I’m bummed that I won’t have a true weekly progression at the end. I’d come so far! I remember thinking at week 13 – “I have a bump!” Ha, ha past self. I’m sure I’ll think the same thing weeks 38-39 when I consider how “huge” I feel these days.

    I love seeing how much he’s grown every week. Dealing with such massive changes to my body on a daily basis has not been easy to swallow, but I’m able to maintain a better perspective on the whole thing when I focus on HIM growing versus ME growing!

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