I'm so excited to finally share the news that my little family will be adding one more member in early January! This baby has been wished for, for so very long -- and I am over the moon that the time has finally come to grow our family.
The past few weeks have been filled with intense nausea, only combated with bagels, mint-chip ice cream, and long afternoon naps, but as I hit the second trimester, I'm starting to feel like a normal person once again! I am really thrilled that Eli is old enough to (mostly) understand what a new baby means, and he's been making hilarious comments about how he'd like to get smaller and go in Mommy's tummy, so he can get the baby out. I mean, precious. E also frequently asks me if the baby is a boy or 'grill', and occasionally gives his input on names (my favorite so far is Kiko).
This time around, I am feeling so absolutely lucky and grateful that I don't have to stress out about maternity leave, I won't have to worry about pumping in a dark damp room, panic about getting a seat on my hour long train commute --- we're putting plans into place for me to bring the baby to the studio with me a few days a week, and I'll work from home in between.
The first official bump-photo, was taken during our birthday trip to Philly last weekend. I wish I could say that gut is all baby, but I am guilty of partying too hard that weekend with brownie sundaes and spinach dip. I gained 87 whopping pounds while pregnant with Eli, and swore up and down that when the time came for me to have another baby I would absolutely NOT let that happen.
Anyone who follows me closely in Instagram knows I was doing the infamous Whole 30 diet during the very beginning of my pregnancy but when 6 weeks hit, it was like a switch went off that said 'AVOCADOS ARE AWFUL. EGGS ARE DISGUSTING. MEAT IS GROSS. VEGETABLES ARE POISON.' and it's been a bit of a struggle coming back from food aversions. It also doesn't help that I work in a studio where I can smell fresh almond croissants baking all day long.