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

Maternity Pics Sneak Peek

So my lil’ cousin S just graduated from SAIC (School of Art – Chicago), and graciously  offered to take some nonpro maternity pics for us. This worked out for us because our schedule is packed full of activity in the coming weeks and this allowed us the flexibility to schedule/reschedule as necessary.

We did a ‘test-run’ yesterday at a nearby park that Mr.Dubs and I frequent for dog-walks. It was hot and humid, but we made the most of it and got some decent shots S will kill me for posting these, but I just couldn’t resist not sharing with my blog readers!

 

And some fun ones of us being us…

We’ll be doing some more once the nursery is complete and once I’ve researched some maternity photo poses on pinterest! (I didn’t prepare well for this shoot and didn’t really know what to do as far as posing! I’m so awkward when it comes to poses!)

29th Birthday Recap

Mr.Dubs and I made ourselves sleep in on Saturday (birthday) morning. Of course, we ended up awake at 8am. We laid in bed though and eventually fell back asleep after making some tentative plans for the day. I woke up at 10am and couldn’t fall back asleep, so I got the doggies up and fed and cleaned up the kitchen before getting ready for the day.

Yep, I wore 4 inch wedges at 26 weeks pregnant, because I wanted to look and feel like my pre-BFP self. Surprisingly, they were quite comfortable! 

After some dilly-daddling, Mr.Dubs got up and ready and we headed out to run some errands. While we were originally going to do brunch, I was starving by the time we made it to Brio (our baby shower venue); so we made it a full lunch/supper meal! The food was SCRUMPTIOUS!

wedge salad, calamari, lasagna, chicken carbonara

After our late lunch, we ended up back at the house where I inadvertently fell into a food coma/afternoon nap. Before I knew it, it was time to get ready for our dinner at Coach Insignia! Insert gratuitous birthday vanity photos:

And then we were off! I didn’t realize that the restaurant was on the 72nd floor of the building! So the elevator ride up was definitely a bit nerve-wracking for me (I’m afraid of heights.) But, once we were there, it was a beautiful view and the food was delectable! It made for a nice date night out with Mr.Dubs too. While we’ve indulged in our share of high-end restaurants in our life together, the thing we treasure most, is the few hours to get away from life and spend talking with one another about our joys, plans for the future, etc. <3

My handsome hubby<3

dark/white choco mousse cake | creme brulee

lobster mac | rosemary halibut | rack of lamb

After a nightcap with dessert and a cappucino, I dropped Mr.Dubs off at the nearby casino for our couple BFF Chris’ bachelor party! Their wedding is coming up in a month and I didn’t want him to miss out on a guys’ night when we’d spent all day together doing exactly what I wanted to do that day.

And of course, it gave me the perfect excuse to go see my BFF Gracie for some girl time too. We stayed up until 3am gabbing about nothing and everything! The best way for me to end the perfect birthday. And Baby Boy got a lil’ something too:

While I wasn’t looking forward to my 29th birthday, it ended up being more fulfilling that I could’ve ever imagined. And in all honesty, the aging a year part couldn’t outweigh the unending love I received from friends and family near and far. I guess that’s what birthdays are now, a day where I’m reminded just how blessed and lucky I am to know so many wonderful people and to be able to share my life with them. <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. 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.