27 Weeks – End of the 2nd Trimester

Feels like I was just talking about the 1st Trimester, oh wait – that was my last post. Yikes. That was almost 15 weeks ago.

Well the 2nd Trimester went great. Ate well, slept well. Went on many adventures including a weekend away to San Francisco sans toddler.

Now that I am approaching the final trimester and final stretch, I am starting to feel more and more pregnant. Picking up toys around the house is a bit of a harder task and so is squatting to help BabyBird has resulted me in just sitting down on the ground. The bump is unmistakable now and very obvious that I am housing another little human inside of me. Other than some causal glances and smiles as I’m walking hand-in-hand with my toddler and bump exposed, nobody has touched or rubbed my belly.


boob, belly, toes

On the food front, this little girl has the biggest sweet tooth. Although to be fair, so did BabyBird when he was baking. I’m generally not a big sweet tooth, and would pick salty (think potato chips) over a cupcake any day, except when I’m knocked up then I just want both.

I’m wearing all maternity clothes and with the heat lately I’ve been in dresses & skirts most days with my hair tied up. By the evenings, you’ll find me in a tank top and a borrowed pair of the hub’s boxers rolled up. Seriously, these are the most comfortable things ever to wear around the house and since they belong to the hubs – they fit perfectly when I’m pregnant.

Nesting has been in full swing. One week I tackled the garage and organized and purged a bunch of stuff that was just laying around. Then moved on to clean out our guest room aka the dumping room for everything that didn’t have a home. Sorted and went through all of BabyBird’s clothes that he’s outgrown and listed the furniture to sell and/or donate. The guest room is slowly getting cleared out to make room for a Big Boy room this summer.

It’s starting to hit that in 13 short weeks, I am going to have another little bundle to take care of. To feed. Diaper. Sleep. and of course to cuddle and love. The human body, especially a mommy’s body, never ceases to amaze me in it’s ability to house a little human for these 40 weeks and then give birth and you have a baby in your arms.

Baby #2 is…

photo (6)

BabyBird is going to have a sister. Yay!!

The ultrasound went great, and our tech was super super nice (and also a mom of a 1yr old & 3yr old) and we peeked at the gender first before all of the regular measurements and sure enough, this little one showed that she was indeed a she.

We are over the moon happy and so excited to be bringing in this little girl into the world and can’t wait to meet her come this October.


Give Me All Your Carbs

Being pregnant does have it’s perks. We just won’t talk about those first few exhausting weeks called the first trimester.

Stretchy maternity pants and leggings are definitely a highlight and not worrying about your gut or love handles showing. Because you are growing a person inside of you. That’s my superpower.

Plus the added benefit of being able to indulge just a little bit.

Those first 6-8 weeks suck, but once I was over that hump I was ready to consume everything in sight. Especially if it was carb loaded. For instance…


These are delicious. Melt in your mouth donuts. I had such a craving for donuts this time around that I frequented this donut shop once a week and walked out with a box each time.



My other staple, pasta. This is the Pasta Fresca from Noodles & Co. Sprinkle on some freshly grated black pepper and it is absolutely nom-able.



Sheer comfort food. I won’t even start on how wacky this spring weather has been, so having a loaded baked potato soup in spring is how we roll. Soup recipe is from Okay, BA! 



A big pot of pesto noodles. The picture doesn’t do it justice, this pan spans half of my cooking range. The recipe is inspired from Noodles & Co (notice a trend here?) and this is easily gobbled up for dinner. This is also one of BabyBird’s favorite noodle dishes. First being mac & cheese.



And last but not least, these heavenly red velvet cupcakes from a local bakery. Said bakery is across the street from the hubs’ office. So it’s super easy for him to grab one (or two, let’s be realistic here) on his way home. It makes a preggo lady very happy. Hint hint.

So are you hungry now?


The Gender Question

So are you hoping it’s a girl?

Oh, you’ve been having bad morning sickness? Then it must be a girl. 

Are you hoping for one of each?


I’ve been torn on how to answer these questions.

Would I be thrilled if it’s a girl? Absolutely.

Would I be trilled if it’s a boy? Absolutely.


Boys, I know. Not that I’m an expert or anything, but I’ve raised one to the ripe age of 2 so that kind of makes me some kind of an expert right? I get boys and I love my little guy and I couldn’t even imagine what my life would be like without stepping on cars or folding little boys clothes everyday. Now obviously I have all the gear I would need for this next guy neatly stored away in 8 giant plastic bins that could fit human bodies. And if this one is another little boy, I would be thrilled that BabyBird will grow up with his little brother. There is just something sweet about the bond between a big brother and his little brother.

But on the other hand, if this one is a little girl that would be amazing too. I would be thrown into the world of ruffles and cute girl clothes (because lets be honest, the girl section at any kid clothing store is at least 3x bigger than the boys, and they have such cute stuff to choose from) and dolls, princesses and all the imaginative play that comes with having a little girl.

Little girls are awesome and so are boys. Either way, I am pretty excited and feel so blessed to be having another. And let’s be honest, I am also anxious to expand our little family of 3 into 4.

And yes, we will find out at the 20 week ultrasound which is coming up in another month.