As I left, I stopped in my favorite bathroom to take a selfie. I have said before via my Instagram, my doctor's office bathroom has amazing lighting.
I'm going to stop with the pregnant seflies soon, I promise.
Just noticed one of my eyes is bigger than the other, I'll work on that.
Copelan also had a doctor's appointment today for his 18 month wellness check.
Happy 18 months to my handsome handful! He was so good at the doctor's office it almost brought me to tears. He listened and obeyed everything I said and only cried for about 30 seconds after his shots then gave me the biggest hug because he needed my comfort. I love those moments. He was in the 95% in height and perfect on weight and head size, and the doctor said he is right on track with his development and speech. Our little man is growing up perfectly and I couldn't be more proud.
I am especially proud of moments like this when his little personality comes out.
Love bug before the doctor, say cheee
Mark messed up his hair before I snapped the pic, it wasn't really that mop like.
After Mark and I traumatized our child I was able to go shopping, solo. Mark kindly took Copelan home for some lunch and a nap so I could venture out for one of the last times before I deliver. It is so nice not having Copelan there, or even Mark for that fact. I had to do some dress shopping for my upcoming Baby Sprinkle (a smaller diaper shower because it's my second kiddo). No offence to my handsome sidekicks, but I just cannot seem to concentrate as well with them in tow. I would have a cart creaking behind me with a toddler wanting goldfish and a husband sending me subliminal messages that it was time to go already.
My Old Navy obsession lead me there first. They sent me a 50% off one item coupon! I couldn't resist. Too bad the visit was a let down. I needed some sports bras, didn't have my size and they didn't have any dresses out because they switched to their fall inventory. I found some stretchy fall jeans (guestimated my size) and headed out. I was at Grapevine Mills which is an indoor outlet type mall. I went toward the Marshalls sign (very misleading) and about, um, yes- 20 mins later, 5 turns and the verge of swollen feet, I arrived. It should have said, Marshalls ahead in .5 miles.
Dressing rooms and pregnant women.
Non-maternity clothes and a small stall.
Zippers.
No AC.
Just wanted you to let that soak in and create a nice visual of what I went through this day. I eventually had to sit down and pull out a granola bar before I could continue. What a a mess. I am really regretting not snapping a pic of me trying to squeeze into some of these dresses but seeing as that my bend-over function is out of order and I didn't have a free hand to access my phone, I couldn't capture the moment.
I made it out with a dress and some booties, which I am obsessed with. I will probably wear these all fall and winter every. single. day.
(Why is there a mirror on my bedroom floor? I don't want to talk about it.)
A rather lengthy one today but...

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Awe man. Some days are just less than perfect. I'm going to stay tuned for crew so I can see what crazy adventures y'all have. Living vicariously through you and sharing some pain haha.
ReplyDeleteSounds good! I might need you to give me a tutorial on how to follow people etc. I'll msg you on Facebook. I'm sure it's easy, and I'm sure I'm just too lazy to explore. ha
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