Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Things I am currently thankful for...

-my husband (most of the time, sometimes)
-my puppy
-Ringo oreo icecream stuffed cookie sandwhiches
-skype
-our new subscription to digital sattelite tv so I can watch my US news and shows
-kegel muscle mexercises, because they at least make me feel somewhat in control of my picachoo post-labor
-that I have no linea negra (yet) and my belly button hasn't popped (yet) and I have no signs of stretch marks (yet)
-2 week beach lounging vacation coming up
-friends and family, as always
-the baby kicking, growing, and generally keeping me company inside my belly

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

24 week photo opp

At the beach in Lecce, near where Gian is from




Tired after 2 weddings in 1 weekend!






At Damiano and Aida's wedding

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

It's too hot!

It has been so hot across Europe, Rome specifically. I mean sooooo hot, and the heat came to slap my pregnant booty last Tuesday. I was at the postural class with all those 85+ people, when I passed out. It was air conditioned in the room, but I had just come in late for the class, started doing the moves and all of a sudden I wake up on my back, with like 6 old, wrinkly, kind faces of worry squinting at me. I was in so much pain. I had hit my head so hard on the wooden floor, and had a sharp pain on the back of my head. As I came to, my belly started aching so bad, like when you eat WAY too much candy or chocolate. I kept asking my old friends if I fell on my bump, but they assured me I didn't, I had fallen straight back.

The ambulance came, we went to hospital, and long story short, baby and mom are healthy and fine. I just passed out from the heat...my pregnancy low blood sugar was compressed by low blood pressure from the heat and the movements, and BAM. Passed out. Since then, I have been just resting a lot, and staying away from the computer, which radiates heat like it's in heat. This episode scared me so much, that I am just going to take it easy from here on out. Only pool exercising.

This weekend, in an attempt to escape the heat, we visited some friends in the Umbrian mountain town of Perugia, most famously known for the chocolate (or the Amanda Knox murder). But, it also happens to be one of the most beautiful cities in Italy. It was hot as hell there, too.

23 weeks preggers with Francesca:



This weekend we have TWO weddings in southern Italy, on the sea, so I can't complain. I am sorry I have nothing quirky or sarcastic to blog about these days. My life has become increasingly mundane and sweaty...

Monday, July 12, 2010

Missing home and 22 weeks

I have such a great husband, but more than that, in my husband I found the person I was always meant to spend the rest of my life with. We always say we were careful never to love anyone too much before we met, like we were always waiting for each other. He is great, supportive, patient, so damn funny, and I feel an emotion I can't describe when I think about what would have happened, or where I would be now, if we hadn't fought so hard for each other, to be together. I also love Rome, Italy, Europe. We have a blessed, comfortable life with great friends and family, both near and far.

That being said, I must admit, sometimes I long for home so much that my insides ache. Yesterday, on the way to the beach, the song "Philadelphia" came on and I started crying. I am not even from Philly, and have only been there once, with Gian. But that's neither here nor there.

I just miss so much....

I miss BBQs outside on the deck, Brazilian music playing from the living room, dad grilling, mom being so cute and perfect, D and I drinking margaritas and making fun of our parents.

I regret that my mom doesn't get to watch my belly grow and kiss and touch it every day, like I know she would.

I wish Daniela and Antonio would move back to Italy so that our children can be best friends like I was with my cousin Paula. And so Daniela and I can grow old together, too.

I wish that my son and Carys could grow up together and be best friends, maybe first crushes :)

I miss sleepovers with Cricket, a fifteen year tradition that has never died, and I hope continues long after we both have babies.

I wish Jenny lived here because she is such a dependable friend, that is always there to listen or go run errands :)

I crave Chipotle almost as much as I miss Emily.

I miss plush carpeting under my bare feet.

I miss wolf trap in the summer, central air conditioning, happy hour with friends, trees in the backyard, I miss home.


On a less nostalgic note, I hit 22 weeks today! And I must admit, although I am bored a lot of the time, I one one of those women that is really enjoying her pregnancy. I feel healthier than ever, I feel beautiful, my hair is thick (during pregnancy, your hairs stops its natural process of shedding!), my skin is clear and soft. I don't feel like a blob on the beach, I don't have to hide my beer belly with strategically placed belts and purses, in fact my beer belly has turned into a perfectly round baby belly. I love feeling my boy kick, and seeing all the changes my body is going through.

Here are some pics from Sunday at the very crowded beach






Thursday, July 8, 2010

21 weeks and 2 days preggers (in the 6th month of pregnancy)






Still wearing my normal clothes, thank god! Most maternity clothes are hideous and expensive! Also, making their first appearance are Dani's earrings, which is why I took the photos in the first place :)

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Mom butt

I have mom butt. I always have. Since I was like 12 people would make fun of my non-existent behind, "Oh I think you forgot something at home. Your butt". Over the past year (pre-pregnancy) I started working out harder and taking step classes and saw minor liftage and plumpage in my behind. Then I got pregnant, and my butt got a little fatter and I was so happy! That, combined with the added muscle on my tush, was giving me hope that I would finally get some junk in my trunk. But, oh how mother nature treats us women well, now that I can no longer do my step classes, and am only going for swims or walks, everything is falling down, EVERYTHING. First to go, was my toned bum. My new pancake ass looks lovely next to my newly puffy love handles (ok I am not gonna lie, always had a little lovin on the hips, but it is getting worse) makes for something like this: (and this is not my butt, I just googled "mom butt" and this is what I got:




I REPEAT, THESE PHOTOS ARE NOT OF MY OWN PERSONAL MOM BUTT!

Croatia!





Croatia was awesome...awesome people, awesome food, awesome beaches and awesome weather and lots of relaxation!