Monday, January 31, 2011

swimsuits? i'd rather not....clementines? yes please...

I tried on a swimsuit Saturday and promptly wanted to swan dive off a bridge.

To say I'm not excited for swimsuit season is an understatement.

It doesn't help that when the stores start selling swimsuits it's in the dead of winter, when I am pale and have packed on my winter weight to keep warm!

(well, and this year I packed on some weight while growing a human being)

Ugh! Basically Macy's is rude.

Stone and I are on a mission to look awesome by the time our vacation rolls around in roughly two months.

Perhaps these tasty treats from Trader Joe's will help us out

mini Reece Cups bad.

fresh fruit good!

Monday, January 24, 2011

three months

Remember when I have a three month old?

Let's just say that again.....


I do....and he is perfect.

He smiles and coos and 'talks' and giggles (sort of) and kicks his little legs like there's no tomorrow and slobbers like there's no tomorrow.

I kind of love him a lot......

PS: coming soon, posts regarding Mr. Henry's nursery. it occurred to me the other day I haven't shared one bit of it with you. The nerve!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

it went well

My first day back to work was actually really great.

The work peeps were happy to see me (which is always a nice feeling)

I was happy to see the work peeps.

And my awesome photographer sister (who just so happens to be watching Mr. Henry for us on Tuesdays) sent me a sweet little email surprise to help me get through the day.......

Love it!!!!

Monday, January 3, 2011

back to work i go

Today was my last day of maternity leave.

I attempted to be productive.

To do the laundry and wash the dishes and vacuum and dust.

I got some of it done.

But for the most part, today was spent sitting on the couch holding my sweet babe and being so thankful for the last 10 weeks at home with him.

I kissed him.

I breathed him in.

I snuggled with him.

I gazed at him in awe.....

.....and I cried a few times.

It's only three days a week, so I shouldn't be sad.

But I feel like, starting tomorrow, time will start to slip away from me.