Thank God (literally) that Christmas is coming up. I can't wait to celebrate Jesus' birthday and all of his awesome powers, such as this little miracle that's growing inside my belly. That being said, can you guess what's going on my Christmas list? All things maternity and baby, that's what. Because I'm bloating like a mad woman thanks to my continued progesterone injections, I have decided that I am gonna start wearing maternity clothes. Hey, I'm pregnant. It's perfectly okay to do.
I recently bought myself two things thus far:
However, just because I purchased those two things, I still want more. I found the cutest maternity website ever, and they're really decently priced. Can I have it all? I also found something that I never knew existed: BEAR CLOTHES!
I kid you NOT: I've always called my hubby "baby bear" and knew that name would eventually be handed down to our kiddos. And, I've always called myself "mama bear." I am in heaven. I want it all. Y'all - this is not a joke.
And of course I want anything that says "miracle" on it. Because that's what this babe inside me is.
Obviously my babe needs some stylish moccs too! Plus, the maker of these shoes is someone who I just adore. She is in my small group at church and has personally prayed for my little babe. She owns her own shop and you have to check it out!
Truth is... my baby also needs a cute Sam Houston State University onesie.
In other news, my hubby and I had a good foodie weekend with my mother-in-law. She came into town to visit us. My favorite restaurant that we ate at was Moonshine in downtown Austin for their brunch. I just cannot get enough of that place. I am pretty sure the baby/babies inside me loved it too, because I hit the buffet tables twice while we were there.
The crappiest part of my weekend? I developed a minor cold or something to that effect. I cannot stop sneezing, my nose is so sore from all the sniffles, and my throat has so much drainage that it's sore too. Boo. I am praying for this to go away quickly!