Hey, Baby! 27 Weeks

When I originally found out I was pregnant, it seemed like it took forever to get to the 3 month mark, and now, here I am, 27 weeks pregnant! Where has the time gone?! It makes me both nervous and excited to think I only have 3 months left before we finally get to meet Baby Fraser.

{27 Weeks}

At 27 weeks...

*I'm feeling: great! I'm sleeping well at night for the most part, good energy levels, and I can still put on my own socks at shoes.
*I feel like my belly really popped this past week. For weeks I felt like I looked as if I had over eaten at the buffet, not necessarily pregnant. Now, I proudly flaunt by baby bump.
*Living in: leggings. Thyme maternity leggings are the best things ever. I have already sworn that I might just never wear regular leggings again!
*Baby's been a quiet one up until a week or so ago, but I can finally feel Baby moving around. Lots of flutters and little kicks, which never fails to bring a smile to my face.
*Loving: my bed, quiet evenings at home with Jim and Saigon, back massages (or hands, or feet, I'm not picky), Bio-Oil, long, healthy nails, and prenatal yoga.
*Eating: some days I can't get enough cereal (Oatmeal Crisp Triple Berry to be exact). I would happily eat it for breakfast, lunch and supper. And sometimes I do!

{27 weeks}

Two Years

Two years ago today, I married my best friend, the father-to-be of our bun in the oven, my partner in crime, and the love of my life.  

{November 13, 2011 - Punta Cana, Dominican Republic}

Happy Anniversary to my wonderful husband. There is nothing in this world I would want to experience without you by my side. I'm thankful everyday that we found each other and held on.  Here's to another year full of more new beginnings and memories to be made!

{November 13, 2013 - Nokomis, Florida}

xoxo, Brie

Halloween When You're Pregnant

As I've gotten older, the novelty (and desire) to dress up for Halloween has worn off. For one thing, Halloween always seems to just sneak up on me, leaving me no time to get a costume together, and secondly, the thought of having to think of (and possibly make) a creative costume often feels like way too much pressure. And I'm not even going to get into the whole slutty costume epidemic that's out there. But this year, I knew I wanted to celebrate Halloween and incorporate my baby bump into my costume. Who knows, this could be the only time I'm ever pregnant (and showing) during Halloween.

At first, I wanted to order one of these baby bump skeleton shirts for my costume and one of these ones for Jim's costume. But then I decided I didn't want to spend $60+ dollars and still have to make skeleton pants. So this is what we came up with instead - (note: I honestly thought I had an original idea. Until a little search on google told me I am not original at all.) Original or not, I'm pretty proud of how well we executed the idea though!

{Mr. Baker and Mrs. Bun in the Oven}

I cannot remember ever having made a costume before, but I can say this won't be my last! Jim and I had so much fun making my little oven (even if it took us all day!).  Plus, I now have endless future Halloween costume options: microwave, Easy-Bake oven, Jack in the Box, time travel machine...

With a little craft run to Michaels, a shirt from Walmart, a cardboard box, white duct tape and some cooking props from home, we had the makings of our costumes.

And of course, we couldn't leave Saigon out of the fun.

Jim and I are already excited and brainstorming for Halloween next year, and can't wait to dress up Baby Fraser!

Tell me: What did you dress up as for Halloween this year? 

I'd love to know!

Hey, Baby!

My last blog post was almost 5 months ago. It was shortly before Jim and I went to Nova Scotia for a few weeks in July, and I remember having had big plans for blogging while I was away, thinking 3 weeks was plenty of time to catch up on posts not yet written. Well, clearly that never happened.

 The day before we left, I found out I was 6 weeks pregnant. To say we were shocked is an understatement. We hadn't been trying to get pregnant, (yes, I know how babies are made), so at first the news was hard to believe! But a quick trip to the doctor's and some blood work later, the little digital "yes" on my home pregnancy test was confirmed to be correct. Jim and I decided before we left that we would tell our immediate family of our news, but no one else until we had gotten to the 12-week "safe" point in my pregnancy. Because we found out so soon before our flight, I had to tell my mom on the drive to the airport. Not how I ever imagined telling her I was pregnant, but I'm pretty sure she didn't care. At the time, my dad was in Europe, so we waited until he got home so we could tell him in person.

The neat thing about being in Nova Scotia so soon after finding out the news was that we could actually tell Jim's parent's in person. Jim's sister was also in Nova Scotia at the time and the odds that all of us would be in one room, in person, at the same time is pretty slim, so it was more than awesome being able to tell them all together.

So what does this have to do with not blogging? Well, let me tell you: everyone always talks about morning sickness (which, thank goodness, I never had) when you're pregnant, but what everyone had failed to tell me about was the sheer and practically debilitating exhaustion you will experience. I had about a week left in my three week trip when said exhaustion hit and nothing could have prepared me for it. It was like waking up hungover everyday without the actual drinking part. At the time, it seemed impossible that I would ever get my energy back, but then, true to everyone's word, some time after my first trimester was over, I noticed that I was no longer exhausted. Tired? Sure. But who isn't most days?

So, blogging took a back-seat and catching up on shows on DVD took priority. My trip to Nova Scotia this summer is the first time I can ever remember not reading a book while on vacation. It was a little bit devastating, seeing as how I had taken 6 books with me. I was too tired to read, too tired to blog, too tired to read other people's blogs, too tired to care really. If I showered and actually blow dried my hair, it was a productive day. And then, when I started having more energy, I didn't know where to start blogging again. Writing just about books felt like too much work and I find myself wanting to write and talk about other things that I enjoy. So I've been brainstorming a lot about what direction I want to take this blog, and even renaming this blog, but we'll save that for another day.

This weekend I am 6 months pregnant. SIX months! That means I am more than halfway done cooking this baby. Baby Fraser's expected due date is February 22, 2014, and our little family of 3 cannot wait to become 4!