It's tradition for us now to pick up hot chocolate from Dolcezza, which we consider to be the best hot chocolate in the city, when doing anything Christmas tree related. It's hard EVERY year not to pick up a decadent, INSANELY rich hot chocolate (with a perfect hint of cinnamon) from literally around the corner, but even harder this year when my caffeine intake is limited & every single even mildly unhealthy thing seems to pop up somewhere between my knee caps & my hip bones, wheeeeee.
So far, my search with cute maternity clothes that don't SEEM like maternity clothes has been far less daunting than I anticipated. YAY! As a fat bottomed girl, I've always known I'd have to go full on Kim K. with my maternity style, while working hard to avoid what could be a Jessica Simpson pregnancy situation... Minus the personal trainers at the end. Fitted maternity dresses like this one from Pink Blush have been my saving grace, pairing super well with either tights & layers or even my black coated denim leggings that still just barely slide under my belly. Also crucial has been the breathability factor, since I fluctuate between seasonably cold & OMG GET THIS COAT AND SCARF AND CLOTHES OFF ME in the blink of an eye while walking the city. It's great.
This week, the baby & I have starting poking wars, which is both funny & sweet. Given its parentage, there's no way this little babe won't have an outrageous personality. Fresh pineapple continues to be my only craving, & sleeping through the night already seems to be a thing of the past... Which seems cruel with an impending newborn on the way. But c'est la vie. I spent a good 30 minutes of my insomnia last night just staring at the 3D ultrasound photo we have, imagining the nights I'll spend awake, able to touch that very same face. How very surreal.