I love these jeans, my first pair of Joe’s jeans bought in San Francisco more than 7 years ago. They still fit, they still work, and I have missed them so much in my pregnancy. I am okay with spending ridiculous amounts of money on jeans if they last for this many years. I am happy here because I actually got some sleep, Augustine and I take a nap together while doing K care at the hospital It is one of my the highlights of my every day.
3 weeks after the birth of Augustine and I am back at school part-time. This requires a lot of thought since I need baby feeding conducive clothing as well as things that fit okay. Yes, I know I look like I have lost all of baby weight, and I have almost, not by doing anything except getting weird sleep and running around like crazy. However, before people get jealous, I have to say, there wasn’t much to lose. My pregnancy was complicated and so I had problems gaining weight with it and since I missed out on the last 10 weeks of being pregnant I also didn’t go through a lot of weight gain at the end. Is it nice to be able to fit into most of my clothes already, sure, but I would rather still be pregnant and not have a baby in the NICU…
That being said though, Augustine is doing well this week and we have started to see glimmers of discharge hopes within the next month. Maybe then it will all really start to sink in.
I didn’t know that this would be my last official pictures with my ever growing belly. But they are. A great casual outfit with old pieces that have served me well throughout a few pregnancies now. I ventured outside in the hope of better lighting but instead got blurriness. As the days turn lighter, I hope the pictures get better.
Another dark belly picture taken as my kids whirl around me, begging to be picked up only then to want get down. I have loved how much I have been able to use my non-maternity clothes throughout this pregnancy. It certainly keeps it cheaper!
Crazy to think that this was taken only a few days before Augustine made her surprise arrival. At this point I was lamenting the fact that my winter coat was getting too tight and that I would have to figure out something for the rest of my pregnancy. Now as I zip it back up, I still have a hard time realizing that she has been born. Ah life, you do keep it interesting.