731 Days of Sharing My Room

I heard back in high school? college? some female someone (I really don’t recall) referring to their hubby to be as their “roommate for life.” It was sweet and endearing, but never did I think I’d be here at 29, having someone; let alone, my husband to call “my forever roomie!”

The past two years have flown by! Sure, there were days that seemed to drag on between dirty looks, tests of patience, pointless disagreements; but, hey, Mr.Dubs and I are only human after all! I wouldn’t care to share any of my low moments with anyone else besides him. He is my heart and soul and to this day, shakes me to the core of who I am and readily makes me laugh and feel butterflies every once and again. :)

To my babes, baby daddy, and love of my life:

I love you so much with all that I am and cannot wait to embark on this journey of parenthood with you in just a few short weeks. You are an amazing man, husband, and will be the best daddy in the whole wide world and galaxy.

Saranghae Woori Nampyun!<3

Happy 2nd Anniversary, my love<3

Weekend Plans

Happy Friday from JY & BabyBoyDubs!

Thank goodness for casual dress on Fridays. I am comfy in my maternity tshirt, nonmaternity jeans (rubber bandin’ it), and new nike running shoes! :)

This weekend, we will be at the 24 week mark! Viability! WOOT WOOT! :) Which also means, if we’re lucky, we have 16 more weeks to prepare, finish the nursery, stock up on all things baby, and spend the last of “just us two” time as best as we can together. EEEEEEEK!

With baby showers, weddings, birthdays, etc. — our August and September weekends are pretty packed full! So this weekend, we’re going to take the time to spend some much needed QT with one another! :)

Friday Night

I’m so geeked because tonight is THE OPENING CEREMONIES for the OLYMPICS 2012!!!!!! WOOT WOOT!

Mr.Dubs is working late, so I’ll be picking up some Thai take-out for us to enjoy while enjoying the show tonight! Mr.Dubs doesn’t have high hopes, since we were blown away by the show at Beijing, but it’s still an exciting time! I can’t wait to spend the next month watching Olympics coverage! :)

Saturday Morning

I have a 9am appointment with the best hairstylist ever, Tony! My already horsetail-like hair is growing rapidly, definitely need a trim and thinning out. I’m also thinking of highlights for summer (even though it’s half over!)… I’m going to keep the length… and probably save the major CHOP for post-baby.

My hair through the last couple of years with Tony:

Saturday

I told Mr.Dubs that since I will be glammed up from the morning hair session, he’ll have to come up with some ideas as to our day! I want to be out and about so I can show off my hairdo~~~~ OH THE VANITY.

Saturday Night

No solid plans, but we’ll def be taking the furbabies for a stroll around the outdoor mall or nearby park. Then, mostly catch a movie after dinner at home!

Sunday

Church, then QT with my parents. MMMM KOREAN FOOD. SO EXCITED.

Nothing too exciting, and pretty normal as our weekends go; but Mr.Dubs worked the last few Saturdays, so it’ll be nice to have him home all weekend. <3

Any fun plans this weekend?

Falling in Love with My Baby Daddy

I’ve heard from male co-workers, cheesy lines from romantic movies, psych shows on human relationships, etc. that many husbands fall in love again with their wives after the miracle they witness called labor & childbirth.

While I appreciate the sentiment and wholeheartedly believe that my husband will be one of the sappy daddies to feel and say the same thing; I wanted to write about a different perspective: how I’ve fallen in love all over again with my husband throughout these few months of pregnancy. I don’t give him enough credit verbally, but wanted to write this down for my own memories and reminder that I need to love him more for all of these things and more!

The biggest thing has been his patience through my aforementioned bouts of crazy. I am an honest woman and repeatedly told Mr.Dubs throughout our dating that all women are crazy, and that I’m fully aware of my level of crazy; that he’s better off that he’s with someone who fully admits than with a woman who completely denies the fact that she’s crazy on some sort of level. :P Add to that the pregnancy hormones… and boy oh boy — have you never seen an uglier monster than ME! LOL. He’s been a sweetheart through it all, though he has def had things to say back at me sometimes (and deservedly so!)

Else wise, it is more of the daily loving, spoiling, caressing, and protecting that he gives me that helps me to get through the darker days.

Just a small sampling from what my preggo brain can recall:

  • Since our BFP, Mr.Dubs has not let me walk up or down stairs (outdoors/external) without holding me/my hand.
  • He brings me a glass of water to bed every night.
  • He asks me every morning how I’m feeling, wishes us a good day and tells us (me and baby) that he loves us.
  • He asked to borrow children’s books when I was headed to the library for some leisure reading, so that he could start reading to the baby (mind you I’m only 23.5 weeks along) and get practice!
  • He cooked dinners and picked up meals during the entire first trimester when I was nauseous and fatigued. (He works longer hours than I do, so this was a HUGE blessing and support).
  • He painted the entire nursery and fixed everything (without complaining) that I had messed up on my half-ass attempt at painting it last month.
  • He talks to the baby and prays for the baby daily.
  • He is (overly?) protective of me when we are out in public after reading about pregnant women being targets for criminals/etc.
  • He tells me to rest and relax without feeling guilty, when I feel like I’m being a lazy pile.
  • He bought a “Dad is Pregnant, too!” book and started reading before I even bought one (I have yet to buy one, as I do most of my reading through apps, blogs, and internet!)
  • He tells me I’m beautiful when I least expect it, and tells me I’m more beautiful than ever before with the glow of carrying our baby boy! :*)

And there’s so much more… but enough of the sap, ’cause I can only do girly-girl for only a short while.

Seriously, can he be any more cute:

I don’t know when you ever read this blog on your own babes, but thank you for being you, thank you for being our rock. WLYSM.

A Birthday during Pregnancy

So in just about 2.5 weeks, I will be celebrating my 29th birthday!  WOWZA.

No, seriously, aside from the whole job, house, hubby, pregnancy thing going on in my life — I still feel like I’m 18~!! (With maybe a bit of maturity built in).

Anyway, I told Mr.Dubs that I didn’t want to do anything crazy nor do I want a gift. So we agreed that this year, our birthday gifts to each other is our BABY BOY! :P Cheesy, but hey we’re geeked about the best present ever!

In lieu of a gift, Mr.Dubs insisted that we at least have to enjoy a nice dinner out, espcially since my birthday falls on a Saturday! :) It’s the prefect excuse for a date night and I can’t wait! So I started brainstorming and decided on Coach Insignia. It’s a fancy restaurant that a few of my friends/acquaintances have raved about in the last year or so. It’s in downtown Detroit, in the gorgeous Renaissance building (one of few nice buildings in our metro area) and overlooks the Detroit River and Lake Erie. I’m hoping we’ll be able to catch dinner while the sun sets <3.

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And while I won’t be indulging in any adult beverages, I will def be ordering “virgin” versions of pretty cocktails and enjoying the delectable eats and treats of their “fine-dining” menu.

The other part will be finding  a cute birthday maternity dress for our fancy dinner out! I’m contemplating between these three options:

($29.99 | SweetPea | via Zulily)

($37.99 | Sweet Pea | via Zulily)

($49.99 | Donna Morgan | via Zulily)

I’m currently staring at my shopping cart, deciding if I want to buy all three or not. (I mean I do have two baby showers coming in the next couple of months, too?)

Which dress do you like best? Did you have a birthday during your pregnancy? How did you celebrate?

Pregnancy Thus Far (Wks 5-8)

Thank you SO SO SO much for all of your well wishes, congrats, and support! We are thrilled for our journey ahead and for the next 6 months to FLY BY so we can meet our LO! And I’m so grateful to share our journey with you. I don’t promise it will be all that interesting or different, ’cause c’mon we are “conventional” LOL, but regardless I’m excited to document this chapter of our lives via this forum.

I wasn’t very diligent about bump pics the first few weeks after our BFP because there weren’t any changes, but the fuzzy pic below is the one I took a couple days after our BFP (in hindsight, I think we found out just shy of 5 weeks). Anyway, without further ado — my first “bump update:”

Written April 14, 2012

It’s hard to write blog posts during this first trimester. I want to keep it going, but at the same time, not reveal the pregnancy until we’re out of this fragile trimester. Call me paranoid, but I count my blessings every day and can’t believe the good things that have happened to us so far in our lives.

Anyway, today I’m a day shy of the 9 week mark, according to our dating ultrasound done on 3/27 – our lil’ one is due on November 18, 2012 (2 months after our 2 year anniv and 1 month after Mr.Dubs’ 31st birthday!) This may change at our next appointment on 4/24, when I’ll be just past the 10 week mark! :D I can’t wait to hit double digits in a week!

So it’s been just over a month since we got our BFP and life has not changed drastically YET. LOL

Week 5 & half of week 6 were full of excitement, fear, surreal joy. I didn’t feel all that different, beside the bloating that persisted beyond my period dates and random shoving face with food moments! Then, the week of my girls’ wknd trip in Chicago, I came down with the worst part of pregnancy (in my opinion thus far), morning sickness!

Random smells (dog food, cooking oil, glade plugins, clean laundry, fried eggs) started making me nauseous. I couldn’t eat dinner without puking for four nights straight and I’d wake up with this heartburn, tight chest feeling every morning! Needless to say, the yakkin ensued for most of week 6 and week 7.

Luckily, the nausea eased up this past week (8). I’m holding my breath and hoping that I’m one of the lucky few who has a mild bout of morning sickness, but I guess only time will tell.

Mr.Dubs is absolutely over the moon. He’s been a trooper being my slave. No, seriously, he is my hands and feet. Especially during this time of extreme fatigue and exhaustion. He’s also in his overly protective husband mode. Anytime I have to walk down a flight of stairs (not at home), he won’t let me walk down or up without holding onto him. I whine about it outwardly, but inside, I think it’s super duper adorable.

We were both elated when we were able to see the bean’s heartbeat at our first appointment. Since I was so early on in the pregnancy (6 weeks), the Dr had to do a transvaginal ultrasound. It was absolutely surreal seeing our lil bean for the first time. No really, he/she looked like a bean! (: Mr.Dubs was so thrilled to get home so he could put the printout up on our fridge. He’s going to be such a good daddy.

Anyway, since you guys will be reading this and many other posts in hindsight, I wanted to keep it brief without inundating you with what is now past first trimester stuff. I do however plan on doing weekly updates from this week (Week 9) on and posting retroactively, so you guys will just have to skip if you get sick of all this Baby Dubs talk! :)