hallo! ciao! tag!

and here i sit. my very first blog post in germany.  and it will be… brief. i have so much to talk about; so very many stories since last we met. so much & so many that it’s overwhelming and i’m not quite sure where to start. so this, i’ve decided, will be my starting point – with pictures & lovingly-filtered instagram goodness.

our first week in germany.

i hope you have all been well & can’t wait to start to sharing our adventures with you all!

until next time… bella.

p.s. – to those who have asked & sent well-wishes, ‘thank you!’ the pregnancy has been blissful thus far. a brief catch up:

how far: 6.5 months
cravings: there is very little i won’t eat. but i’m LOVING my bubble water & pears have never tasted quite so good.
weight gain: yes.

aaaaand… we’re pleased as punch to announce that we’re having a BOY!

a rave, a review & a thank you!

the countdown to wiesbaden, germany is holding at 21 days. twenty.one.days.

{hello denial… let’s be friends.}

i wanted to take a moment to share with you all…

a RAVE
i have the privilege of knowing some pretty spectacular people. from mom experts like my amazing friend JLo, for sharing her favorite mom-to-be books with me, to my awesome sister for the most awesome body pillow for my ever-growing belly, i’ve felt exceptionally blessed as of late. a shout out to all of you for your overwhelming support & love, and for sharing our joy over new baby. it’s made the whole process an absolute blast. i say a ‘hip, hip, hooray’ every day for each of you!

a REVIEW

oh, bubbles and froth how i miss you! when last week our mini holiday to chateau elán was on the horizon, i knew i wanted to find something {safe} to indulge in at least the ceremony of toasting with a bit of bubbly. i stumbled upon fre, alcohol removed brut and decided that it would have to do to give it a try.

we arrived in our room where a bottle of champagne was waiting on ice. i watched happily as captain unwrapped the foil & listened with delight as the cork was popped… and then… my bottle. i looked on with disdain as my bottle was opened and listened with contempt as the cork flew off. we poured, we toasted and then… *gasp* captain gave me the wrong glass!! he gave.me.the.wrong.glass! there i was drinking champagne.. i was pregnant & DRINKING ALCOHOL! cue freakout. which lasted a total of the 15 seconds it took for him to reassure that no, he had not given me the wrong glass. i stared, i sipped again. oh my, did that hit the spot. my alcohol removed brut was completely crisp and completely delicious. like, knock your socks off delicious. i am tickled pink to have found a wonderfully safe alternative to celebrate with these next few months. fre, alcohol removed brut = A+

& a THANK YOU

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to all for your wonderfully kind words and notes of encouragement these last few weeks. i am… overwhelmed.

until next time…

 

the far along game

so now that you know my big little secret, let me get you up to speed on how things have been going.


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how far: currently rocking the babe @ 12 weeks
weight gain: 3-5-lbs., depending on the day
cravings: not really. but eggs benedict & cinnamon cereal have never tasted quite as  good! oh, and olives, hummus and french vanilla ice cream & seaweed salad.
symptoms: again, depends on the day. i feel lots of shifting & stretching in my belly,
nausea that comes and goes (but hold on to your hats when it comes!), and my boobs are reaching near epic proportions much to my chagrin & my husbands delight. (hey, i’m just being real.)
emotional: i refuse to answer on the grounds that it may incriminate myself.
changes in routine: au revoir night cap! au revoir sashimi! au revoir venti semi-dry skinny cappuccino! au revoir, au revoir, au revoir! see you in 6 months!

i’d like to think that it’s been a pretty lovely first trimester, ask me tomorrow, you’ll likely get a different answer.

happy tuesdays guys & gals!