Friends… wanted to share with you some updates of the past couple weeks. It’s been a good time.
The week of Thanksgiving my husband and I traveled down to Miami to visit my in-laws. We had a particularly beautiful week of weather punctuated by a few short rain showers (which were actually beautiful themselves).
We celebrated Thanksgiving with two lovely dinners. We also spend time with our friends (best man and bridesmaid at our wedding; same at theirs).
(Wish I had a pic of me and B.)
On Saturday I ended up at a figure drawing class with Bobby’s dad and sketched for three hours. I have gotten severely out of practice with my drawing but perhaps I will pick it back up.
Towards the end of the trip I ended up fighting a cold. I was able to hold it at bay until Wednesday when I ended up voiceless and exhausted by bedtime. The early Tuesday morning flight coupled with 2 long work days and a holiday party Wednesday night was just too much. I was home sick Thursday and probably should have stayed home Friday but had too much that needed to be done. I plan on resting up this weekend. My voice is still not recovered.
The holiday party was for Bobby’s company and it was at The Smith (on 3rd Ave and 11th St). We love The Smith so it was a great night. We usually go to the uptown location (on 2nd Ave and 51st St) because it’s a little less crowded, but the downtown party was fun nonetheless and it was held in a private room downstairs. Too many different appetizers, snacks, sides, and dessert dishes to list, but I got the salmon overtop of a parsnip and brussels sprout sauté as my main. Bobby got the steak and fries. Mine looked pretty much like this:
I am hopeful that our basement renovations (which have stretched on for over three months; don’t even get me started) will be finished up this weekend. At this point I am tempted to threaten to do the rest myself, at nearly 24 weeks pregnant, in an effort to get my contractor to speed it up and finish strong. We used a different guy this time than we used for our upstairs but I will not use this one again. The reduction in cost (the reason we tried someone else – upstairs guy is amazing but you pay for it) is not worth the hassle and extended time these basement renos have taken. Luckily the work is solid, but the timing is horrendous. Fingers crossed we can move back into the work zone by Sunday night. If anyone is looking for contractor recommendations in NYC I have a glowing one for the guy who renovated our first floor. If you want a very slow (but good-hearted) contractor, I have someone for you as well.
Pregnancy is flying by. I was 23 weeks this past Tuesday. I’ve gained about 14-15 pounds at this point. I can still wear most of my pre-pregnancy pants as long as I put a hairtie through the button hole… but I don’t really want to; I’d much rather live in leggings. My pre-pregnancy shirts are mostly too short, but they were too short before I was pregnant too and now it’s just more noticeable (I’m tall). So I’m loving the pregnancy shirts. I’ve bought some clothes but I’ve also received some from friends as well. There is a wonderful pregnancy community that I never knew about.
Little guy is kicking up a storm. I feel him kicking throughout the day and I think sometimes he is what wakes me up in the mornings. He starts to get going around 7am and exercises for a while before settling back down. He’s also very excitable late at night when I’m trying to go to sleep. He is usually still during mealtimes, but 30 minutes later starts moving around. I like to feel the kicks and try to guess which body part it is. I have no idea. I can see the outside of my stomach move when he kicks which I think is so cool. Bobby likes to feel the kicks as well. (I call them kicks but I guess they could be punches, jabs, or even a head or butt – who knows.)
Hoping to sign up for some prenatal yoga soon. I’ve pretty much given up going to regular classes because I have to modify so much and I feel kind of awkward about it. I know I shouldn’t but I do. I had a bad experience about 2 months ago: a yoga teacher at the 92Y kicked me out of her class and told me that pregnant women can’t do yoga because it’s abortive – her exact words. She was obviously crazy but it shook me up and made me uncomfortable asking teachers if they mind that I attend class. I’ve kept up a (shorter, gentler) practice at home though I could be better at doing it regularly.
Ah – and I finally started swimming. I know I had mentioned it in my last post, that I joined this new gym specifically for the pool and hadn’t been – well now I have. I do laps and I also tried Aqua Zumba. It was me and a bunch of old ladies on a Monday night and it was fun. I think I will try more aqua classes. Perfect for the pregnant lady.
Been eating out far too much in general, but I am cutting myself some slack. I made a fantastic Japanese dinner one night this week that you can check out on Instagram (who else loves Instagram and doesn’t use Facebook anymore?) and I took leftovers for lunch. That has to count for something.
One other thing to share – I got a humidifier. It’s this one on Amazon (in white). I’ve only had it a day so I don’t really know if it’s going to be helpful, but I bought it because NYC is so incredibly dry this time of year. With the heating systems and the dry air outside I feel like one of those unfortunate worms that gets stuck on the sidewalk and dried up by the sun.
That’s all for now… going to do some yoga and then enjoy this weekend. If renovations finish we’ll get our very first tree.