Just a little sumthin’ sumthin’ I’ve been working on for Little Miss this past week. Thought y’all might want to see.

Now, I like to think of myself as crafty because I like it and think it’s fun and all, but I’m no expert and I mess up. A lot. But I have fun through trial and error. (most of the time)

I knew I wanted to add a little pizzazz to the babe’s onesies, so I went out and bought a regular boring white pack of 0-3 month’s since I knew I was just experimenting, and was likely to mess up given my track record 😉

This is what I came up with:

Not bad for a first-timer, eh?
These little pretties are made using these bad boys:
[source: Google]

They’re called ‘yo-yo’ makers and I stumbled upon them at Michael’s Crafts. They come in all sorts of sizes (I have the largest and smallest). The directions are SUPER simple.
You can make all kinds of things with them…
[source: Google]

The possibilities are endless. I was surprised to see what all was out there when I googled “fabric yo-yo”

I also crafted this little baby to hold all her new hair clips.
Just a $4.00 picture frame from Wally World, minus the glass. I hot glued ribbon to the back and voila! 
p.s. They’re all made by yours truly 🙂

AND they match the onesies I made.
They just clip right onto a headband, but I can wear them myself in the mean time!

So now that I’m a big-shot expert and all, I think I can move on to 
bigger pizzazz-y projects!

What do you think??!

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Wedding Pictures

**If you didn’t read yesterday’s post, check it out and leave me some love 🙂 

I realized I never formally posted our wedding pictures–only a few teasers. 
Soo… here they are!! Just a few hundred of my favorites…

My two best friends: Maid of Honor, Dana (since preschool) and Bridesmaid, Lauren (sorority sister):
Ironically, these are the shoes I randomly tried on 
with my dress at the store:
Details on my dress. L-O-V-E:

Getting ready for the BIG moment!

My Mama and me… Laughing so we wouldn’t cry:

My something old… my grandmother’s handkerchief. She always had one in her pocket:

I had a rose laid on each seat to remember our grandparents, who were with us there in spirit:

Blake and his parents:

The cutest little ring bearer you ever did see! Blake’s nephew, Lucas:

B’s first glimpse of me:

eeek!! Trying not to cry!

Exchanging of the rings:

aaannndd I completely lost it when Blake’s grandparents came down the with gifts:

Daddy’s brown-eyed-girl:

I love this one. Look at Lucas’s face. What a hamm! 🙂

You may now kiss the bride!!!!!!!!! fiiinnnaalllyyyy
My sister-in-laws and sorority sisters! How cool is that?

Our super amazing family:

Us being us.

love it.

B’s favorite:

Our beautiful cake. Y-U-M!

so pweetty…

The wind made my veil look awesome in pictures:

My favorite:
A truly magical day we’ll never forget! 

Pictures by: Jovee Photography

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Come out, come out, whoever you are!

Hey you!

Yes, you.

You know, behind your computer…

Who are you?!

Come say hello!

Leave me a comment.

And, you know… make me feel loved 🙂 

Let me know what you’re thinking…. what’s on your mind? Advice, suggestions, opinions, anything! Or just say hi. I’m pretty easy to please.

Don’t be shy! Introduce yourself if I don’t already know you. 

Even if you don’t have an account, you can comment under anonymous, but don’t forget to sign your name so I know who you are [ehem.. cousin holly]

I’d love to hear from you!! 

*And if no one says anything at all, I might just go bury my face in the sheets and never come out!

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27 Weeks

How far along?
Helllloooo third trimester! It’s nice to meet you. Back when I was just a newbie in the first tri, I felt like it would take me forever to trek here, but now that we’re face-to-face, it feels like we’ve been friends a long time. Please be nice to me, though. I’d still like to keep my energy up, and if you can keep the swelling to nothing a minimum, we’re sure to be BFFs. [kaythanks.]

Total weight gain:


Maternity clothes:
Def shorts and tank tops, but otherwise non-maternity still.

Sleep: And I may be doing it a little too much. Maybe? Lately, I’ve been waking up early because {one} B has to be up early for class, {two} Indy needs to go out, and {three} Little Miss and I are ready to eat! BUT then… Indy and I will go back to sleep. Just ’til like ten. That’s not too bad, riiiight??

Ohh, the heartburn started this week. I thought it wouldn’t happen to me, but boy was I wrong. It’s not as bad as I’ve heard it can be, but it’s not pretty either. I’ve also experienced my first case of the Braxton Hicks. You know, those painless uterus contractions? Yeah, them. They’re not so bad, but they’ve got me thinking about the yiiikes!

What I’m looking forward to:
My newest craft project… applique onesies. Already bought the supplies, and you can bet there will be pics. 

seriously, none.

Everything..? When it’s time for me to eat there’s nothing I really want. It’s like pulling teeth trying to decide what to eat. But don’t worry, I’m eating.

Best moment this week:
Hanging out with about fifteen of my girlfriends for Girl’s Night.

Holy cow this girl’s got kicks! Especially first thing in the morning. It’s like there’s a cheer-fest going on in there, and she’s the team captain. She even gets me real good at times that it feels like she’s punching me in the va-jay-jay. [TMI?]

pigtails and curls

Belly button:

What I miss:
Going to water parks! Every year I go to at least one, but this year? notsomuch

THIRD TRIMESTER, baby! And knowing that in only ten weeks, Little Girl is considered full-term.

Favorite moments:
Being able to distinguish body parts. Well, just her head for now. Lately her head has been on my right side. It’s so neat how both B and I can really feel it. It makes it so much more real, and personal. 
[As if having a human being inside me isn’t personal enough, ha!]

*So far I’d say pregnancy is treating me well. This weekend, B and I are planning a date night. I’m really looking forward to that!!
Have a blessed weekend, everyone =) xoxo

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Nursery Nifties

Remember this little pretty? You know… the one I was obsessing swooning over and finally got for Little Miss, courtesy my fabulous momma?
Well, last week I got in touch with my inner-Martha and whipped up a matching bird mobile to go with the theme. I improvised a little since Ms. Stewart’s supplies were lengthy, specific, and more tedious than need-be. (Sorry, Martha) PLUS, I have the unfortunate pleasure of living near really crappy Michael’s and JoAnn’s craft stores. Hello?! I live in old-people-country South Florida you’d think the craft stores would be bangin’ around here, no? 
Anywho… here’s the top of the mobile:
[I hot-glued all the flower pieces onto the already made white wired wreath]
I decided I’m going to hang it above the changing table instead, since there are little “crystal” flowers and balls, and I wouldn’t want one accidentally falling off while she’s sleeping in her crib.

Here are the little birdies that’ll hang from the wreath:
[I made two of each color, and the bottom right is a light pink–it came out kinda funny]

Next, B and I teamed up to build the little babe’s shelving/organization unit:
[I swear I helped. I was pretty nifty with the screw driver!]

[The little stuffed animal dog on the bumbo was my very first stuffed animal my mom ever bought me at Tavern on the Green in NYC]

Indy, of course, had to check it all out. I even caught him trying to steal the little caterpillar toy on the far left:
A hard day’s work…

But a huge success! And an even bigger thanks to my ah-maz-ing hubby for helping me out… even after his big test that day.
[You’re the best, babe!]

*Here’s the template for the bird mobile, in case you’re curious.*

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Make Way for the Bump

It’s official. The “bump” is beginning to get in the way. My size 24-inch waist is now 33. At first, I noticed it getting in the way with little things like accidentally brushing the door on my belly.

But now… 
I can no longer beat Indy to his toy at my feet.
I can no longer reach certain things in the kitchen.
I can no longer put on my shoes with such ease.
I can no longer jump out of bed to pee.
I can no longer shave without having to guess where I’m shaving.

BUT! I am trying to take advantage of all the things I can still do. At least for now…
I can still see my feet.
I can still touch my toes.
I can still fit into non-maternity clothes.
I can still… well I’ll think of something later.

I guess what I’m trying to get at is that I’m really starting to feel the affects of pregnancy. It’s like today, for instance, I was just sooooo tired and honestly… just sort of uncomfortable. No pain, just kinda heavyI’m not really sure how else to explain it, but for the first time I’m really starting to feel all the extra weight I’m carrying.  I just didn’t feel like getting up today because it felt like such a chore. I did however, manage to get my butt up and on the elliptical at the gym this afternoon. Snaps for me.


And don’t even get me started on the dreaded three: sneezing, laughing, and coughing. I may or may not have totally peed my pants when I sneezed today. It’s true. And it wouldn’t be the first time it’s happened, but my initial reaction always is, WTH? Did that just happen? B had the fortunate opportunity of witnessing the whole thing. We were sitting on the couch… the sneeze snuck up… and B-A-M! The damage was done. I looked at him and said, I just peed! And his response was GET UP!! Followed by me falling to the floor in hysterical l.a.u.g.h.t.e.r. Why not?! It’s gonna happen and I know it’s only going to get worse.

[I may or may not regret sharing that personal piece of info later on…]

In other news… I’m so excited because my Sticky Bellies came in today! What’s this, you might ask? Only the cutest thing to document/capture your baby’s monthly growth/milestones:
[Source: Sticky Belly]
They’re twelve individual stickers that you stick on to a onesie/shirt each month. So cute!
*Check out their website here*
I can’t wait til my little love is here to wear them.

***For the record, I’m totally not complaining about being pregnant. I love it and wouldn’t trade those rolls and flips my sweet baby girl loves to do at 2AM for anything in the world right now.

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Baby Care 101

You need a license to breed dogs.
You need a license to drive.
You need a license to run a lemon ice stand at the beach.

Why don’t you need a license to breed have kids?

I think this law should be implemented, and personally, I think it should have been passed B.B.K.F. (Before Britney-K.Fed) 
[Don’t hate. I love me some old-school Brit as much as the next gal.]

Fortunately, for the hubs and me, I think we’ll be just fine.

We had our first baby class, and to be honest, I thought it was kind of lame-O. By no means am I the Baby Whisperer, but I do know a thing or two. And in this particular class there were only three things I didn’t know:

1. You shouldn’t use wipes for 2 (preferably 4) weeks. Instead, you should use plain white paper towels (like Bounty) and either wet them each time or keep them in a wet plastic baggy. Everyone I’ve known with a newborn has used wipes. They turned out just fine. But apparently, you shouldn’t use them for at least two weeks because you risk the chance of allergies.

2. When newborns have blue hands or feet it doesn’t mean they’re cold. (Tell this one to grandma.) It’s called cyanosis, and it’s a lack of oxygen. Usually it goes away in the first day, but could take a week. However, It could be a pulmonary problem, heart problem or a red blood cell problem. eek!

3. If a newborn has dry skin you shouldn’t put lotion on him/her. Instead, just let it run it’s course. It should go away within 1-3 weeks. I’ve always been taught that you should lather a baby up in (unscented) lotion. If the baby’s little ankles or other creases get cracked you could put on a tiny dollop of triple antibiotic ointment. 

They had a three week-old little bitty bean to demonstrate how to do the sponge bath. Ohh he was so precious. I just wanted to take him home with me! At the end, all the mommies and daddies got a creepy doll to practice changing a diaper, swaddling, and suctioning mucus out. I made B go first and might I brag say that he was the best in class 🙂 He did a super job, if I may say so. I can’t wait til he’s officially a daddy. [heart.melts]

OH! And I’ll have you know that ten minutes after we were there, the dreaded allergies came out to play. And they do NOT play nice! Why do they always show up when I have something important to do??!? I was miserable and

I’m going to let you in on a little fear of mine… blowing my nose in public! I have been scarred since kindergarten when this little boy named Alex (yes, I remember his name and exactly what he looks like because it.was.that.traumatic) called me out and made fun of me for blowing my nose in class. Oh the things that we remember as kids. Every since then I’ve always been so self-conscious about blowing my nose around people. There was no way around it though! I couldn’t keep getting up and leaving the room every five minutes time I had a date with Mr. Kleenex. That’s my secret. Please don’t tell anyone =P

Our next class is a two-day crash course on Labor & Coping in September. Should be interesting…

So that, my friends, was my Baby Care 101 experience. Anyone have anything they learned about babies they didn’t know before, either from a class or friend? 

Have a happy week!

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26 Weeks

How far along?
Lucky you… you get to see me sans make-up on my way to the gym 🙂

[Sorry ’bout the pic quality again…B was up and out before I was. So I’m solo on the picture-taking again. AND, if we’re gonna keep having these bathroom pics I should let y’all know the wallpaper came with the house and we’re only renting! tehe]

Total weight gain:
11 lbs. 

Maternity clothes:
Thanks to everyone for your advice on my last post! I went to Old Navy, and got 6 non-maternity shirts for… drum roll please… $23!!! Two shirts, and four tank-tops. Holy cow that’s great.

See my 3AM post about this one…

Just the normal growing pains and aches. Still allergy-free [knock on wood]! 

What I’m looking forward to:
Our first birthing class tomorrow from 9-12: “Baby Care Basics” I have no idea what to expect and am very excited 🙂 
[Expect a post on that]

Water! Can’t get enough of it. I’m waiting for that real weird craving though! When’s it gonna come?!


Best moment this week:
Getting a lot accomplished. Will share soon!

Baby Girl got her first case of the hiccups this week. I wasn’t sure at first, but the next day it was pretty obvious since the feeling was consistent. It felt like balloons inflating and deflating quickly. 


Belly button:
Kind of an innie-outie. 

What I miss:
Still those hot baths. 

Weekly wisdom:
Don’t try to do it all in one day. God sure didn’t. I get on these “rolls” where I’m in the mood to get stuff done. The problem is, I don’t know when to stop. And I start a whole bunch of projects all at the same time. When I get the urge I just go… It feels great to get a lot done, but then the next day… I’m useless I tell ‘ya. 

My baby’s eyelids are probably beginning to open by now and she can “see” even though there’s not much to see in there. She can also grab onto the umbilical cord. [Practice for yanking grabbing onto my hair one day] I’ve been playing a lot of Mozart lately for her to listen to. But personally, I think she favors “Glee Pandora” like her mama.

Favorite moments:
Everything. I’m soaking it all in.

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It’s 3:17 a.m. 

And what am I doing up?

Well, first, I was woken up by Little Miss kicking my bladder. Got up. Peed. Laid back down. Tossed. Turned. 

The little bean started practicing her one-woman acrobatic act at about 2:30, until BAM! That urge hit me. Upside the head. The I’m-hungry-and-have-to-eat-something-NOWurge. I told myself, just try counting back from 100, and if you’re still not asleep, get your hungry butt up. So I tried. The kiddo continued her acro act, while I helplessly counted backwards. It’s amazing what our minds can do all at once. I managed to think about all the possible things I could blog about, plus design the nursery, all while successfully counting backwards. 

I really didn’t want to get out of bed. 

But my body didn’t care. Neither did the babe. She was hungry. And there’s no denying my baby food! 

So now I’m up. Eating Cheerios. But at least I’m not alone. Indy decided he should join in on the middle.of.the.night fun. He whined in his crate. I gave in.

Now? Now I’m not really all that sleepy. Great. At least I don’t have to be up early tomorrow… er, well, today. My hubs does though. He’s got an early morning at school, followed by a test. But then! He’s all mine! He’s been a busy bee this week, studying and working hard. I’m excited for his test to be over though so he can help me build our Little Girl’s shelves. 


Do you know what’s on my mind now? [Now that I’m wide awake.] 

How cool pregnancy is. And how weird it can be, too. There’s a tiny little human being growing inside me. It’s both creepy and cool all at the same time. I absolutely love feeling her wiggle and squirm inside me. Everyone tells me that’s what they miss most when the baby is born. And I can believe it. But I also can’t wait until she’s wiggling and squirming in my arms. I love just daydreaming about what she’s going to look like. I hope she has brown eyes and hair like her mama, but my guess is that she’ll look a lot like Blake. [Puh-leeaase have his nose!] I’ve noticed a lot of first-born’s look like their daddies. I know I do. 

I didn’t mind when she broke out into a choreographed hip hop dance at 2:30 this morning. I was actually very happy about it. Every time she moves I imagine her saying, I’m doing just fine in here, Mom. Thanks for the cozy home. Oh, I can’t wait to meet her in less than 100 days! But please, Little Girl, stay in there. Lately I’ve been having dreams about delivering her, like now, and she barely weighs 2 lbs., and it’s SCARY! Every night, I pray for her. I pray to God that she’s healthy, safe, thriving, and growing. I’d rather her be over-due than under-due. My little turkey needs to stay in the oven! 

I’m both nervous and excited and feeling oh-so-blessed. 

Okay, enough of my middle-of-the-night ramblings. 

I’m gonna get something else to eat 😉

Happy Friday, Everyone!

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Maternity Madness

Never in my life have I been discriminated against. Until this weekend. I went shopping with my mama and did you know that Bealls (Florida’s upgrade of Marshall’s), Dillards, and Macy’s don’t sell maternity?! That’s discrimination!

[Okay, so maybe that was a little dramatic, but still!]

I was offended.

The hubs kindly reminded me that maybe there just isn’t enough of a demand for maternity clothes. I don’t care! They should still sell it.

Personally, I think Express and JCREW should sell maternity. Wouldn’t that be perfect? I mean, it would make sense. Twenty & thirty-somethings shop at these stores the most, right? And they’ll probably end up having a baby during this time, right? These are two of my favorite stores (in my finance-fantasy world, of course) and why should I have to stop shopping here? Why do you have to send me to Motherhood Maternity. Ick.

See? This is CUTE!

Okay, so I’m not totally hating on maternity stores. I have to give them credit that they’ve gotten a lot cuter, BUT my problem is that they don’t fit me! Pre-preg I was a size zero. Besides my waist line, nothing else has changed (…so far). I’ve gained eleven el-bees and it’s all in the bump. But I really needed some maternity tank tops. Mine are just way too short nowadays. So I try one on at Motherhood Maternity and it fits in the belly, but it’s huge up top. It’s baggy in the shoulders and arm holes. Every.single.shirt. is like this. What’s a girl to do?!

And don’t even get me started on the price. We’re women who are paying hundreds of dollars on baby necessities, and are saving for college funds, we don’t have all this extra money laying around. Why should we have to spend more on clothes we’re only going to wear for less than nine months? $24.00 for a tank top? I.don’ 

Bottom line, I refuse to stop looking cute just because I’m pregnant. I’m no fashionista, but I want to look good! I don’t want to be stuck wearing my husband’s tees and sweats at six months. 

[I’m saving this hot look for nine months, thank you.]

So ladies, prego, or post-prego, or ‘ya know someone who’s prego, where can I find cute, petite maternity clothes? And still have money in my wallet?

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