Hey guys! Just thought I’d pop in and tell you a little bit about my b-day day off yesterday.
(Huge thanks to Heather for the sweet note!)
I’m extremely happy/relieved to announce that I did NOT turn 30…still hanging on to my 20’s at 29, baby!
I think I finally hit a turning point for birthdays and aging…this is the first year I haven’t welcomed my new age with open arms (or at least, not cared about it). This year, all I can think about is, “Phew, still in my 20’s! Barely…but STILL HERE.”
I have a bad feeling that it only gets worse from here. Not that I’m dreading my 30’s—I’m actually expecting them to be the best years of my life so far—but there’s something about leaving your 20’s that feels so…final.
Anyway. As expected, the day was way, way too short. What is it about days off that make them feel literally half the length of regular days?
It stormed a little in the morning, which gave me the thrilling privilege of lounging around, drinking coffee, and reading blogs to the sound of rain. Possibly the best part of the entire day.
Then, I headed to one of my favorite places on earth: Barnes and Noble. More lounging, and some reading, happened there. At one point, I found Angela’s book and thumbed through it for awhile.
This cookbook is so, so well done. It’s a work of pure art. And I want to eat everything in it.
Next, I met Brent for lunch at HuHot (where we won a free meal—bday karma!) and then launched into the Aimless Shopping part of the day.
Carter’s was my first stop—I was hoping to pick out a special little outfit for baby #2, but wasn’t that excited about any of the newborn boy clothes. Luckily, their preppy little toddler boy clothes are insanely cute, so Mason scored a few shorts and shirts. (I guess they’ll probably be baby #2’s eventually…)
Next, to Old Navy for some maternity clothes (zero luck) and then over to TJ Maxx for…God only knows, it’s TJ Maxx! I was technically looking for a brown crossover purse, but didn’t see any I liked. I ended up with a few pairs of those hidden socks (to wear with flats), a set of magnetic chip clips (always seem to need those things!), and a new Pyrex container to replace the one I mysteriously lost.
Impressive buys, huh? Gosh, I’m a party animal.
Final stop: a coffee shop, where I settled in to do some studying for my prenatal fitness certification and splurged on a vanilla latte and a slice of pumpkin chocolate chip bread.
I ended up taking half the latte home to drink it cold the next morning—even better!
After picking up the kiddo and spending some QT with the family, I topped off the day with a yoga fit class.
I wasn’t sure how it was going to go pregnant, and I was totally comfortable until we came to a solid 5 minutes of flat stomach-lying. Dang. When I asked for a modification, the instructor was clearly flustered. Eventually, she suggested bird-dog, which I awkwardly did by myself in the middle of a room full of people on their stomachs, working their glutes.
I wanted to be able to continue going to “regular” (non-prenatal) classes for a few more months, but I hate the awkwardness (and the non-comparable modifications). What to do??
I can’t lie though…it was kind of awesome when the lady next to me said, “I can’t imagine doing this pregnant” after class. Or wait—was she judging me?? Ahhh!
Speaking of the pregnancy, I owe you guys a full bumpdate, but will a sad bathroom selfie do for now?
That thing continues to pop, and I have the numbers on the scale to back it up. 4 months to go!
Fellow moms: did you do “regular” fitness classes while preggo? For how long?
What would you do with a day off?