Scout is 5 months!

For the love of...
Seriously. What just happened? This little sweetie is 5 months today and it's not fair. I just got her! 
Now she's a super chubby, crazy loud (she prefers screaming over crying), beautiful, smiley, bouncing baby girl and I just love her to pieces. 
I took a couple little pictures of her, just to remember how she is at this very moment. 
Rolls, faux hawk, and all. 

 The start of the new year is so exciting with a new baby. I can't wait to see her little personality come out even more and to enjoy her as such a perfect addition to our family. 

We love you so much, Scout! 

Our new little lady

Welp, I have a daughter.
A beautiful, beautiful daughter.
And it's been wonderful. And it's also quite terrifying. 
When Jude was born I looked at the little man in my arms and pictured him as just that: a little man. A boy. Peter Pan. Dirt, rocks, bikes, bugs..mischief. 
When I look at our little Scout I see a 16-year-old woman. 
And it terrifies me. 

But enough of that. 
Guys, we welcomed a little sister into our family a little over a month ago.
Being a mother all over again has filled me with even greater purpose and love. 
She's just perfect, and she fits right in.
And we feel so very blessed. 

Photo credit to the amazing Casey McDaniel!

These days..

These days, you'll find me either sitting on my butt at home, or sitting on my butt near a body of water, sucking down disgusting amounts of water, gushing over as much fruit as possible, and dreaming about donuts. 
I'm seriously the sexiest thing ever right now. 
My baby-daddy can't seem to get enough of this, with my frequent, desperate urges to pee immediately or wet myself, my newly-plump boobs lying in constant exhale on my stretch mark-riddled belly, the new armpit fat that makes wearing men's (husband's) deodorant absolutely necessary, or the fact that I can't see my upper thighs well enough to adequately shave them. 
Yeah, go ahead and ask yourself how I'm not pregnant with another baby on top of this one.
Ask yourself. 
Because it's a d#!n mystery. 
Frequently, I ask myself whether that little boy standing next to me is staring at me because he thinks I either have snacks or because he's never seen a woman with another human inside her before, and for him this is something he's only heard stories about, like, "Mom you said dinosaurs didn't exist anymore" kind of a moment. Whatever, kid. I can be that person for you.  
I also wonder if people stare because they are excited for me or are looking on in horror that I'm creating yet another child as I wrangle up my adorably terrible 3-year-old. 
But currently, positively, until little miss wonderful makes her entrance in our lives, my leggings still have their stretch amidst being squeezed into daily, my sun glasses seem to be making me feel a little cooler, my baby will be here within the next month, and I can eat a whole Shack Burger with fries and feel completely fantastic afterwards. 

It's the last month, people. And I'm pretty sure I'm rocking it. Like Jude is rocking this whole pooping in his pants thing, I'm rocking it. 

Big sister's graduation!

Last week my sister, Briana, graduated with her Masters in Applied Behavioral Analysis from Columbia University! 
Honestly, we have all been gushing with pride over this girl. She's worked so hard with so many sleepless, stressful nights that we were sure we'd find her each morning lying under her bed in her underwear eating fried chicken and avoiding all of her overwhelming school responsibilities.
But instead, we'd arise each morning and just like the last she'd be up and long gone to school and work. 
What a girl. WHAT a girl. 
We love that Aunt Briana. 

This past Wednesday was a gorgeous day in NYC and we had such a blast as a family going into the city to support her and her huge accomplishments with the rest of Manhattan and families from all over the world. 

Check out that slice. 

Our new best worst picture ever :).  

We love you, Aunt Nanna! So glad we're roommates. 

That time I wore that dress

I wore a dress to church today that really accentuates any and all belly. And then when I realized it was doing that thing where it pulls the belly taut in the front and then leaves the back with nothing to do but perfectly and unflatteringly pull up on your butt cheeks it all became very clear:

There's a baby in my belly again.

CRAZY. 

Happy Spring!

Happy Spring, everyone!
I've made a resolve that with this new, glorious season upon us that I would make a greater effort to blog about our life here in our new friend called sunshine. 
We've missed her greatly. 
Yesterday, we went to Rita's Italian Ice for their opening of the season to enjoy a free ice and welcome Spring the right way. With free food. 

21 weeks and of course feeling huge. 

That night we had a perfectly Mexican meal, which we've discovered is one of Jude's favorites! Can you believe that little dude will be 3 on Tuesday??

Also, here's just some little moments from our lives over the past few weeks. 

Last week at 20 weeks--half way mark! 

A few weeks ago our dear friends Myra and Kenneth came to visit and we felt super cool when they had us over to their swanky NYC hotel to eat an entire cheesecake. Nothing is sexier than that city and cheesecake. 

Jude's new obsession is playdough and we've been playing with it more than I care to. But I mean, that face...am I right? 

Does anyone remember Stoop Kid from Hey Arnold? 

Another Baby!

16 weeks! (and post nap. don't do that to yourself)

Yup. It's true. 
Another babe--and this time, a little girl!
And our little family of three is beyond excited! Jude is going to be such a sweet big brother and I can't wait for this summer.
Yeah sure, I mean, it's going to be leg stickingly hot and any and all pictures of me from June on will be non-exhistent.
Not because we won't try and take them. Just because the swelling from the ridiculous heat and humidity will make it so I can't even fit in a full picture unless taken from very far away. 
So I guess you'll just get body parts. Like pictures of my arms and knees.  

Oh it's going to be awful.
But, I mean, I get a baby out of it, come on. 

So far, this pregnancy has been different in a lot of ways from Jude's.
The nausea started only a few weeks in and made it so I slept constantly to avoid throwing up all over everyone and could only stomach cheese and eggs. 
I ate SO much cheese. 

Now, the nausea has thankfully gone for the most part and I'm now just fighting the fatigue. Also, for some annoying reason my chin and cheeks are always red. Like, really? Can't a girl feel at least a little attractive while she's creating a miracle? 

We are beyond thrilled and can't thank you all enough for your kind words and well wishes. We'll keep you updated on how things are going!