People were NOT kidding when they told me the last month of pregnancy would be the hardest.

Time has slowed to a crawl. I can't see my feet but if I could they'd be swollen af and my plantar fasciitis has made it nearly impossible to walk for long periods of time which creates a cruel catch 22, since long walks are a well-known way to jumpstart labor. It feels like everyone except me is having their baby--I'll see yet another newborn announcement post in my social media feed and I feel a pang of jealousy. Of course I'm happy for them but I want my baby. 

The other night I just sat in the bath tub and cried. Everything hurt and felt overwhelming. Joel came in and asked me what was wrong. I'm just tired of being pregnant I said. He knelt down next to me, looked me in the eyes and told me, you're so close. We're almost there. I thank my lucky stars for him. That was exactly what I needed to hear in that moment.

My due date is next week (9/16) and it's crazy to think it's FINALLY going to happen. Nine months of excitement, planning, dreaming--soon it will all be reality and I'll have a son in my arms. All of his little clothes are folded and put away, ready to be worn. Hospital bags are packed and by the door. I'm sure there are things I'm forgetting but the important stuff is all set and now we wait. And wait. And wait some more.

I'll be the first to admit I am not a patient person. It is something I strive to be better at but this is by far the hardest lesson in that. I've tried all the *tricks* to try and get him to come out in order to avoid induction because Pitocin scares the shit out of me and is something I'd like to avoid at all costs if I can. The Prego Pizza, walking, sex, red raspberry leaf tea, evening primrose oil, bouncing on an exercise ball, etc. But this little guy is being stubborn (I wonder who he gets that from) and seems to want to stay put for the time being. 

We had a small scare at our last check up, which really put things into perspective. While my midwife was routinely checking his heart rate she mentioned it was a little lower than usual and that she was sure it's nothing but wanted me to head over to Labor and Delivery just as a precaution to rule anything out. Internally I was fuh-reaking out but somehow I held it together while getting admitted to L&D for fetal monitoring so they could establish a baseline for his heart rate, do an ultrasound and check my amniotic fluid levels. It turned out everything is fine and they must have just caught him in a rare, chill moment during the initial heart rate check. I was told I'm still only half a centimeter dilated but basically almost fully effaced and baby is nice and low (she could feel his head!) Oh, at the moment he's also posterior aka head down but "sunny side up" so that's fun...he better turn the other way once labor starts! The baseline chart apparently also monitors  contractions and the nurse pointed to a bunch of squiggly lines and asked if I'd felt the little ones that showed up (I didn't). I joked with Joel that maybe I'll be a world anomaly and I don't feel contractions. Hahahaha YEAH RIGHT!

So that's where we're at. I'll be 39 weeks on Saturday which means one way or another he'll be here in basically less than 14 days, give or take. Wild. This may be the last "bumpdate" before the big day! Fingers crossed. We can't wait (obviously).

Ps; sidenote - I've created a  Facebook Page for my blog/website/design business so go ahead and give us a "Like" if you're into that sort of thing. It's linked to my Instagram so I'll be sharing updates related to the site there as well. Cheers!

Bumpdate / Third Trimester


Can you believe I'm already in the last leg of this thing?? Because I can't. It felt like time flew by whenever I witnessed my friends'/family's pregnancies but I had no idea mine would feel just as fast. Back in January, September felt sooo far away and now it feels like it's just around the corner. I'm not ready!! Haha. 

Physically I've started suffering some common pregnancy ailments like sciatica, plantar fasciitis and heartburn. I know it could be worse but man, it is a bummer. I'm still trying to walk as much as possible to keep my ligaments loose and stay in the best shape possible. I'm definitely starting to gain that third trimester weight which explains the sciatica and plantar fasciitis so comfy shoes are key. The lovely Savannah over at Mama Tribe Oils also sent me some samples to try and alleviate some of the symptoms associated with all three things giving me grief so I'm planning on using those ASAP and will report back.

I'm at the point where I don't know how my stomach is going to stretch any bigger (but I know it will). I still *KNOCK ON WOOD* don't have any stretch marks and I'm convinced it's because of my religious slathering of coconut oil on my belly every day. If I can survive this pregnancy without any stretch marks I will consider it a large victory. My belly button is also still an innie but that seems to be teetering dangerously close to changing--I'm half expecting to wake up one day and it just being out. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

The burst of energy that came in the second trimester is now waning and fatigue is starting to set in again. I think its being compounded by the 110 degree (yes, seriously) weather we've been experiencing here the past couple weeks. All I want to do is either stay indoors in the AC or immerse myself in a body of water!

Emotionally I have been sooo emo lately. The other day a friend made a comment about how she totally thought I wasn't as far along as I actually am and it hit me all of a sudden how little time I have left with my baby safe inside my belly and I just burst into tears. Joel was like, "Do you just want to stay pregnant forever?" and I'm like "....kinda." Ha. I don't, obviously--I can't wait to meet our son--I just am having anxiety over being able to give him everything he needs and be a good mom. Normal stuff I guess, but when you're pregnant, nothing really seems normal anymore.

I'm SUPER excited to finally be going on our babymoon to Yosemite in a couple of weeks. We'll be staying 2 nights in a yurt (I've always wanted to stay in one!) at this resort, courtesy of the lovely people at RVC Outdoors. I can't wait. It's 4th of July which also happens to be Joel's birthday so it will be nice to celebrate that plus our last trip as a couple before we turn into the three amigos.

This past Sunday was Joel's first "fetus" Father's Day and even though he insisted I don't get him anything, I snagged him the cutest t-shirt set to wear with Walker--his says "POP" and Walker's says, "TOT." Cue: heart explosion.


Mentally I am relieved we have finally moved into our new house. So now I'm just trying to play catch up on getting everything we need ready for little man's arrival while simultaneously trying to put the rest of our house together. Between furnishing rooms in the house and phone calls to installation companies and the handyman, it's a miracle I can still remember my name. I have always been one to work best under pressure so as stressful as things get, I've got it under control (for the most part).

As far as my cravings go, I still have somewhat of a sweet tooth but it's not as bad as it was. Right now I'm really into peanut butter + jelly sandwiches and Mexican food (not together). Either always sounds good, no matter the time of day. I'm still also drinking tons of water, I throw in a few slices of cucumber which has been my jam and still in a deep, committed relationship with La Croix. They keep coming out with new flavors in their sub-brand, Curate which I finally googled and found out its the same as the regular La Croix, just with a stronger flavor profile. Little do they know they are the unofficial sponsor of my pregnancy.

Baby Walker is averaging over 2lbs now and continues to grow (as do I). I feel him kicking pretty much all day now but he's still most active at night. One of my favorite things to do is lie propped up by pillows on the couch and stare at my stomach and watch the Walker Show. It is the coolest feeling in the world. Sometimes when I put my hand on my belly I can feel one of his actual body parts close to the surface of my skin and that kind of freaks me out but I just tell myself he's giving me a high-five.

I'm looking forward to our couple's maternity photos in Point Reyes next month and baby shower(s) which are both in August. 

I'm glad I waited until I was farther along and showing more to take these last set of photos. It's funny thinking back to how I thought I was so big back in the second trimester to how I actually look now. Once this is all over I'm going to stitch all the bump photos together in a post to see the progression. I'm sure everyone is sick of my weekly bump photo by now but I know they are photographic memories I'll want to keep forever.

It's going to be SO HOT at both of my baby showers but I'm excited to have all of our friends and family gather together to celebrate. I'm of course designing the invites so I need to finalize those, get them printed and send them out in the next couple of weeks. My mom knows how to throw a great party so I'm not really worried about her and my sisters organizing that, and the co-ed shower at my best friend's house is going to be super simple and laid back.

I'm a little sad this is my last trimester update (see? EMO) but I'm beyond stoked to be that much closer to sharing about our little man once he's earthside. Now taking bets on if I'll go into labor early, on time, or late...

Bumpdate / Second Trimester


Now that I'm officially halfway(!) along this whole pregnancy thing I figured it's a good time to post an update on how things are going. Generally, I feel really good; I love being pregnant. With the weather heating up, coupled by the fact that I'm not due until September, I may be eating my words here very soon but for now, I'm digging it. Everyone is so nice. People give up their place in line for me in public restrooms/grocery lines and slow down to let me cross the street w/ a smile & a wave instead of an impatient honk. Yep, I'm gonna milk this thing until the very end. Pun intended.

Physically I am definitely starting to feel the aches & pains associated with carrying around all that extra weight--especially in my lower back + hips. I started doing this prenatal yoga morning flow and its really helped alleviate some of the pain/stiffness. Ironically enough, I feel worse the longer I sit or walk too much. DUMB.

Emotionally I have three modes: content, rage or crying (sometimes over the silliest things). Poor Joel. He doesn't know which me he's going to get--sometimes I experience all three modes in one day! I have realized I feel things more intensely these days, which is interesting. Hormones, man.

Mentally I am trying to gear up for a busy summer before baby gets here. Our lease is up in July and so house-hunting has begun. The rental market is terrible where we live at the moment but we're not quite ready to buy a house so the goal is to find an affordable 2-1 near (but not in) midtown. I have all the housing apps and we even went to look at a listing today so fingers crossed the rental gods smile upon us next month. Joel has already assured me I won't have to lift a finger when it comes time to move (bless him) but I am anxious to find a place and nest, nest, nest. Right now we're focusing on paying off our debt and save for a deposit on the new place + baby things. We both got some really great news today: a new design client for me, and an awesome step forward in his career for him so, things are looking up!

Everyone is constantly asking me about my cravings and to that I always answer: sweets! Similar to when I took a month off from drinking last year, my body starts to crave sugar from other things besides alcohol. If there was ever a time to indulge I guess this is it BUT I'm also keen to the fact that I don't want to gain a gazillion pounds so I try to walk a lot and get my steps in. On our days off Joel and I usually do something active outdoors so, that helps too. Just know if we go out to eat I WILL order from the dessert menu. Hey, at least I'm not craving rocks or laundry detergent.

Baby Walker is gettin' all cozy up in there and continues to grow (he's the size of a banana right now, in case you were curious). We had our 20 week scan/ultrasound and everything looks good--they took pictures of his heart/spine/kidneys/brain/arms/legs and of course, his cute face. He is moving around a lot more but there times when he's more active than others--usually right when I wake up in the morning and before bed. Although, I did freak out the other day when I hadn't been paying much attention and thought I hadn't felt him move all day. I even ate fruit (his favorite) and, nothing. I almost went to see a friend of mine who works at the local hospital so he could listen to Walker's heartbeat with a fetal doppler but luckily right before bed he went all cirque du soleil in there and my crazy subsided. I've been told that this paranoid mom feeling will never go away, even after he gets here. Grrrreat.


We finally settled on dates for my baby shower(s)! We've having a co-ed one with friends that my best friend and her husband are hosting at their new house and then I'll have an all-girls one for family at my mom's. Both will take place in August (it will be hot AF) and I will be HUGE by then but I'm still super excited. Every day I add things to our registry on Babylist. I highly recommend using them if you're expecting. I've gotten a ton of recs in my IG comments but if you've got any must-haves to add for this mama to be, feel free to leave a comment here too.

I've already taken a few maternity photos but I'm really looking forward to the final shoot I have scheduled with our photographer for later this summer when I'm in my third trimester and really poppin' out. Joel will be in those and we're planning on shooting in Point Reyes so I'm really excited!

That's about it for now. I'm just trying to stay focused on all the fun, happy things and not worry too much about the intense parts like labor & delivery that are on the horizon. Can I get the epidural now? ;)