How to braid a fishtail braid
I want this on a wall in our home
This post showed me how selfish & vain I really am lately
Gorgeous, vintage inspired baby girl's room (the wall papered wall is to die)
A funky monkey space themed baby boy's room
How to get that sexy beachy hair
A fun way to get your toddler to eat their food
I love this outfit
A blog celebrating hot dads a.k.a "D.I.L.F's"
After searching high and low, I found this crib for sale on CL. (I'll let you know when it's painted and pretty)
I've been one sick momma this week. It's been rough. Thankfully, my super sweet nurse friend came over with her fancy stethoscope today to check my lungs assuring me I wasn't indeed dying a slow, pitiful death. She also brought me medicine and hugs. (Thanks Kristy!) Dustin came home early from work after I called him today crying (Conrad crying in the back ground, harmonizing with my sobs...good times.) I was at the end of my rope and couldn't do it any longer. This whole being pregnant, being deathly ill and having the energy to get up from the couch to, "Dance Mommy! Dance!!!" was not in our cards today. You know the worst part about being sick, aside from feeling like death and coughing so bad you soil yourself (every time I cough, I pee. It's super cute wetting yourself, trust me.) is NOT BEING ABLE TO TASTE! It's the worst part! I will gladly pee my pants all day just as long as I can taste Oreo custard! I had some pretty intense cravings for Oreo custard yesterday but once I took that first bite I couldn't taste it at all! I could have cried.
Dustin's making me his famous chicken noodle soup tonight. He made it for me when we were dating and it totally stole my heart. Nothing hotter than a man who can make homemade noodles! Lets hope it helps get me cleared out (so I can taste again!)