It was fantastic to see my family and friends, and my mom and sister put on quite a beautiful event for me — I felt so loved and adored, and let me tell you — so did Baby Girl! 🙂 She was moving lots this weekend. 🙂
It was also nice to really be showing now. I’m 30 weeks, 2 days now, so things are moving along — it’s wild to think that in 10-12 weeks, I’ll be a mommy!
One interesting thing to note related to my blog: it was the first time in about five years that I did not travel with workout clothes or food … none.
I mean, usually I’m armed with apples and oatmeal and snacks and then I make special requests with my mom … not this time.
It felt liberating in a way. I went with the flow. I ate cereal with 1% milk (not skim–my parents drink 1%). Bagels, not oatmeal. At the diner Friday, I shared a chicken gyro with my sister that came with fries (had a few, plus a side salad–some things don’t change; had to have some veggies!); a slice of pizza and a quarter of an Italian hero Saturday …
And then at the shower Sunday the food was just a-ma-zing. The main course might make you drool (mini N.J. bagels from my fave local place, mini quiches, pumpkin apple spice muffins, white veggie lasagna, tomato/basil/fresh mozz pasta salad, mini Honeybaked Ham and Swiss sandwiches, grilled chicken/goat cheese/cranberry salad) but trust me when I say, it was made from scratch and awesome!
Then in addition to an ice cream cake and chocolate-covered strawberries came my fave part of the meal–the mini shot-glass desserts we made filled with apple crisp, my Grandma Jeanette’s famous carrot cake, Death by Chocolate and ambrosia! A little taste for everyone 😉 I had one of each! (We laugh now because we forgot the whole ginormous fruit salad in the fridge — oops!)
I finished off the weekend of indulging out to lunch with my family at this adorable bar and grill in Madison called 54 Main. I had the French dip with fries (had a few) and a side salad. Anyone who typically dines with me knows this is not the norm, but they also know it’s not “just” because I’m pregnant. I did what any sensible person would do: ordered what I wanted, and ate half. Life’s more fun that way, rather than getting the “safe” boring salad.
I always feel so good after those weekends — ready to get back on track. I feel “normal” when I do this. I didn’t mindlessly snack, didn’t worry about it period. And I didn’t stray entirely off course anyway; I’m still regimented in some ways … I mean, I still journal– so it’s not like I fear going hog-wild, even being pregnant. I know I won’t.
All in all, it was one of the most fantastic weekends ever, and my hubby and I feel truly blessed. I’ll be uploading pics to Facebook this week, so I’ll share the album link once I do. Hope everyone is having a great week!
Note: in the one pic, I’m holding an ice cream cake. In the other, it’s the diaper cake my mom made!! Talk about a labor of love! If you know of anyone who is expecting, let me know! I want her to turn her craft into a side business! 😉