Holy crap, I cannot believe I’m entering into the THIRD trimester. Although I’ve been pregnant for awhile now, it hasn’t felt more real than it does now. I finally have a tiny belly, I feel movement more often (especially when I eat spicy foods), I feel more energized than ever, and I’m scared shitless as we countdown for the next few months.
Out of all of the sports played, football and hockey are definitely my favorites. However, I LOVE going out or staying in and watching football, specifically my Patriots. Now that I permanently live with a Steelers fan, clearly there is a perpetual household rivalry. Luckily there’s something we agree on, delicious game day food.
Having my own children someday has both been exciting and terrifying to think about. Exciting for the obvious reasons, but terrifying because I knew that one day, I’d have to inevitably expose them to my whole family….a family that I’ve never felt quite apart of.
Holy hell. I thought my skin was super dry during the winter. However, my 27 winters in Chicago were nothing compared to the cold weather in Denver.
Before anyone comments or says how unwise I was for going, yes, I’m aware of the “Zika” risk for traveling to Mexico or any tropical warm climate place while prego.
Thanks to my genes, I’ve always had super thin hair, however, one thing I’ve realized over the years is that my hair growth has significantly slowed down. Not something a girl in her late twenties wants to hear.