boots: modcloth; socks: f21; leggings: old navy (maternity); top: panache; cardi: sarah swapped
i am feeling quite large these days. i think it has something to do with the fact that i'm supposed to be gaining a pound a week from here on out...a pound! that's a lotta weight in the next 10 weeks. i've been thin my whole life and filling out a bit has come with mixed emotions. mostly happy emotions, though, because there's a 15" little guy keeping me company 'round the clock who starts stirring a few minutes after every meal. we always joke while cleaning up after eating..."right now he's like, 'what's this? bananas? ooh, toast, too? good breakfast, guys!'" (get it? because he eats like 10 minutes after i do!)
egg in toast has been my recent breakfast obsession, until the other morning, when for some reason the last bite of my toast made me want to hurl. that makes a total of two times i've felt like hurling in the last seven months. what gives? now i don't want egg in toast anymore. and it used to be so so good.