Oh hey there.
I know it's been a while, and I apologize for going MIA.
Have you missed me?
Bet you didn't even notice.
With a new remodeling business to keep afloat and a toddler to keep alive, working out and blogging came to a halt. But who's following anyway? For my ten faithful stalkers, some news to keep your in the loop. This is a game changer. For me, at least. Not for you. Get this:
Josh and I are PREGGO.
I'm only a little over 6 weeks along, but seeing that I'm 100% committed to popping out a baby friend for Olive, and this second womb-raider has already got a strong heartbeat, I don't see the need for secrecy. My morning sickness (more like all-day-sickness) has been truly difficult to hide... so there. It's out there. Here's hoping this ride will be a smooth one.
I'm headed for Palm Springs this weekend to celebrate my sister-from-another-mother cousin's bachelorette party, which brought back memories of THIS:
Me at The Parker in Palm Springs... Pregnant with Olive at 5 months.
Some mamas-to-be look like they swallowed a burrito. Not me. I get ginormous and resemble the letter B. Seriously. Look at mah-belly. Look at that ass! My rear had become the same size as my belly, yet there wasn't even a baby in there. Impressed, much?
Never thought I'd be doing this again, but Olive melted this cold heart of mine. She's growing up to become such a funny little person, and the thought of having one more just seemed to make sense. I'm sure I'll change my mind once the second womb-raider's out (wtf was I thinking?!?) but for the time being, "Please sir, I want some more."