Bumps and Babies: Week 23 Recap

  And here I was thinking  I wanted a winter pregnancy for all of the cute clothes...

Clothes are becoming increasingly tricky...

And I still have a few months to get even bigger! Ya girl feels like i could roll down a hill 😂

Austin and I went on a date night recently, and I realized that:

1) I obviously don't go out often because I couldn't find anything to wear...that fits

2)  Do we really need pregnancy clothes?

I feel like it's a hard battle. I've been told by majority of moms not to put money towards maternity clothes. They say to stick with comfy and shop in larger sizes in regular clothes instead. 

But...I've gotta be honest with you...

Leggings can only go so far when getting dressed up. Even simple dinner nights, I feel like a slob, but it's too cold for all of the cute dresses I bought this summer.

 I think I'm going to have to crack and go for a couple pairs of maternity jeans. Don't get me wrong, I prefer pantless nights in bed with a face mask and a bowl of Ramen...

But sometimes, getting dolled up makes me feel human. And for that...I might need human looking clothes. I think that having more options beyond cozy clothes will actually motivate me to get ready some days - which in turn might brighten the mood on hard days. 

Speaking of hard days...

 There was a day where I cried what felt like all day. I'm naturally an emotional person, but this was a little overwhelming. I've been surviving nesting needs, house things, and simply learning how to manage feelings in general. I think it was a moment of the ultimate release.

I woke up and could feel the burning sensation behind my eyes and my throat tightening. Did something trigger me? Nope. I just wanted to cry. I sat there and let the emotions boil over. 

A concerned Austin looked at me with worry. I don't have a poker face at all, so when I'm feeling something, you can read it all over me. When I told him I just felt sad he held me and asked if Peanut and I were having a hard day. I nodded.

It was weird. There was no particular situation that was making me feel what I felt, but everything in that moment was a lot. 

At first I felt guilty and confused. What on earth did I have to be sad about? A roof over my head, helping hands all over, loving words being spoken daily... 

And then I let myself just feel and accept the confusing unknown. I hold in a lot of what overwhelms me sometimes. When that used to happen, I'd eventually snap and become a sassy and overbearing. Nowadays, I cry 😅

The house isn't ready when I want it to be. Peanut has a lot of things he needs. My breakouts are frustrating. There sometimes isn't enough time in the day to breathe, work, clean, and get mentally organized. All of these minimal stressers eventually piled up and kaboomed out of me apparently.

Luckily I recognized my sign to sit back and let it out. It also helped that Austin got me ice cream and tucked me into bed by 5pm with a movie.

So, bottom line...

It's okay to feel everything. Whether you're pregnancy is an emotional roller coaster like mine, or you're cruising by with little anxiousness - when the feelings do come, remember that you're okay. Hormones are fun :-)

But, I mean, life is changing DAILY. 

I pass the mirror lately and I'm like HELLO BELLY (which I can't complain about because I'm freaking obsessed with it...it just grows overnight and I'm like woah...). 

Greys little bumps and kicks are turning into mega punches. My appetite is confusing - sometimes I eat for a whole crowd and other times, I don't know what I want. Putting on socks is work. Sleeping requires moving and wiggling around to get comfy with multiple trips to the bathroom - Once you finally get comfortable, those mega kicks happen and the bladder is like LOL up we go. I want to get a lot done, but at the same time I want to lay in bed. Pregnancy is a mass amount of daily adjustments. 

So, to me, it makes sense when the emotions come crashing in uninvited. 

Even with the daily ups and downs, pregnancy is such an intimate thing. I get to bond with this teeny tiny human before he makes his big debut. God gifted us women with the ability to grow life, and that is the sweetest blessing. It's a bond I never understood before. Us mommas get to know our babies before we even meet them. Austin loves his son beyond measure, but I get to actually experience Greyson before he takes his first breath. Hehe, I win ;)

Overall, knowing that God picked me to mother this little boy, and feeling him do daily kickboxing, makes even the hardest of days worth everything.

As I wrap this up, I've got to get your thoughts... 

1) What are your guesses as to what Austin and I are going to be for Halloween? Remember, we like to go hammy ham on outfits 👏 The belly will be a part my fit.

2) When is the best time during pregnancy to get a maternity shoot? I'm 6 months :)

3) What are your favorite brands for maternity clothes?

4) What are your hospital bag MUST HAVES!

 Leave your answers in the comments, or message me!