We were finally able to frame a letter press print Conor purchased many months ago. I am in absolute love with this print and frame. I love having a picture of the temple in my home that is unique and very much unlike the ones you’d pick up from the Church Library for your Sunday School class.

Unfortunately, now our apartment looks even more piecey and icky!

Yes, tomorrow is the big day! I feel so ready for it. It feels so right to be here, where I am in life, despite the moments when I feel way too young to be a momma and maybe a little too immature too. Physically, I feel there. My shirts are starting to creep up on me and I think I’m going to have to start boxing up the clothing that I can’t really wear anymore. I’m a little in between two clothing worlds at the moment. Everything maternity is too big for me, and although my regular, non-pregnant clothing are working, they won’t be for much longer.

I’ve loved feeling my little baby kick this week. Ever since Sunday, when I felt the little thing move for sure, I’ve been so much more aware of the little kicks. Granted I can only feel it when I’m still because they’re so light and little. I love it especially when the baby kicks lots or kicks a little harder than usual! Hopefully Conor will be able to feel the baby kick soon.

This morning felt like Christmas Eve Day. As soon as I woke up, the first thought I had was, “one more sleep!” Ahh, boy or girl? I can’t wait to find out.

Snips and snails and puppy dog tails?

or

Sugar and spice and all things nice?

On Friday (squeal) we have an ultrasound where we will hopefully be able to find out the gender of our wee one. We’re definitely praying this babe won’t be modest while in the womb. In terms of gender vibes, Conor thinks boy and I thought boy up until the past week or so and now I’m thinking girl.

What’s your guess? Boy or Girl? I’ll be posting the gender come Friday afternoon, right after I go shopping….

I haven’t done a CK in a while, mostly because I’m uncomfortable almost all the time and so I don’t dress up too much on Sunday. Plus, I’m beginning to hit the in between stage where I’m not really rocking regular outfits anymore, but not big enough for maternity. Add to that the hatred I’ve generated for belts. And belts are what complete my winter wardrobe.

Today, I wore a maternity skirt that I had bought about a year ago from Gap for a steal, $12. Combine that with a cropped sweater, navy tights, cream tee and wedges and I was feeling a-okay.

Before church…

After church…

Definitely a bigger belly after church than before! Sometimes when my stomach hurts, I think I just subconsciously push it out a little which generally helps to ease the pain. I wore a different shirt to church because I got strawberry on the original. I also felt the baby move today! It kicked twice in Relief Society and once in Sacrament. So exciting!

There you have it, visibly pregnant!

via the style files

I think I found true love. Look at those boots!