Monthly Archives: April 2012

Weekend Recap

Friday, I packed up some clothes, hopped on a plane and surprised my freshly 21 year old sister.

With the help of my old college roommate and current wonderful friend Tracey, my mom and I surprised Anastasia + Nathan for their 21st birthdays. Showed up at dinner. Bought them Dark & Stormys and Margaritas. Drove their drunk booties home. And hung out for the weekend.

It was quick, exhausting, exhilarating and fabulous. Filled with good food, great friends, and amazing family all around.

xoxo, Mallory

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Happy Birthday


Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you!

I wish I was there to celebrate with you. Have a Dark + Stormy for me! Love you lots.

xoxo, Mallory

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Perfect Preggo Pictures

Seriously you guys, look at this maternity sesh before you read another word.

Now that you’ve fallen in love like I have, how ridiculously amazing are these photos? I’m not usually one for maternity shoots, but this one I can get on board with. As soon as I have a human bean in my stomach, and he or she is big enough to be seen from the outside world, we’re going to the beach and snapping photos like this. You hear me Anastasia Rae? AS SOON AS.

xoxo, Mallory

Photography by Eric Warner. Courtesy of On To Baby.

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New Header

Working on a new header. What do we think about this one?

xoxo, Mallory

Weekend Recap

If there is one thing I’ve learned, it is that I cannot be counted on to take, upload, AND edit photos in time for them to be relevant on the blog. Which is why I love Instagram.

Sure, it might be the lazy man’s way out. But my phone is a lot easier to lug around than my camera. And I can get the photos from Instagrid, without even having to connect my phone to the computer. So get ready to see lots of Instagram photos up in here.

This weekend was a quick trip to Shreveport, LA to visit great friends and their dog, eat wonderful homemade food, and oogle over planes at the Barksdale AFB Air Show. Visiting Dan + Jill (and Scout, of course) is always wonderful and this weekend did not disappoint. Plus, I snuck away to the Gap Outlet and got myself a pair of white skinny jeans. Score one for me.

We also had the pleasure of meeting a few guys from Keesler AFB. A crew of Hurricane Hunters flew up to Louisiana for the air show and let Jon and I up the roped off ladder to the cockpit. Score two for me.

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xoxo, Mallory

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The Crush List

.this wedding on SMP from m three studio. No joke, new second favorite wedding ever.
.a good pair of sapphire studs from Etsy. Need them? Or want them?
.brussel sprouts. Everywhere, anywhere, everytime, and anytime.
.neon ball gowns. I obsessed over this one for weeks before Jason Wu told me he designed it.
.Pinterest. For corralling all of my favorite things.
.a good blog read. Right now Project Babies, Bower Power, and Young House Love are my tops.
.the 2012 baby boom we’re experiencing. Even if I don’t get to be part of it, I love babies.
.Downton (freakin) Abbey. ‘Nuff said.
.water, water, everywhere. Especially Lake Michigan.
.tomato, mozzarella, basil sandwiches. Thank you GB.
.Michael Scott (who else misses him?) and the rest of The Office.

xoxo, M

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Have a relaxing weekend

Rowell Photography via Style Me Pretty

Enjoy your weekends lovelies. Hopefully they are relaxing.

xoxo, M

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Roller Coaster

Trying to have a baby is a roller coaster.

There comes a time when you pull the goalie, so to speak. You decide the prospect of raising a human being is not as scary as it was three months ago when you were hoarding condoms and popping pills daily. It’s a new kind of scary. An exciting kind of scary. Like a roller coaster.

So you let it happen. You give up control. See where the cards will fall. And then you start to notice babies. Babies everywhere. Babies crying, babies laughing, babies walking and talking. Strollers, diaper bags, blankets, and cribs. Rompers, bumpers, tee pees and bibs. And you start think that maybe you could really do this. You get on board. You jump in with both feet. You google “ovulation.”

27,500,000 hits in .09 seconds. It’s intimidating. It’s scary. ┬áSo you just look at one. It says you ovulated 14 days after the start of your first month. You take that at face value. And you leave it alone.

When a month goes by and you discover you are obviously NOT pregnant, you’re oddly disappointed. You didn’t “try” but you didn’t not “try.” You’ve been trying for so long to not have a baby, when you stopped you figured it was bound to happen. But it’s okay. Next month you’ll do your thing on day 14 and see what happens.

So you try and nothing. Again. This might happen one, two, six, ten, twelve times before it starts to bug you. But when it does, watch out.

At the beginning of the month, you’re crabby, as all women are when we’re experiencing that visitor. But you’ve got another reason to be crabby. A week of feeling bloated and gross, and not being pregnant, goes by, then it’s business time. The thermometer comes out. The chart is started. Everything is timed. Everything is precise. A week later, it’s over.

Then it’s time to wait. Two weeks of waiting. Of hoping. Of wishing. Of not getting your hopes up. Of thinking of names. Of discussing due dates. Of really trying hard not to get your hopes up. Of waiting.

The last three days are the worst. Day 27 comes and goes. You’re excited, but weary. Day 28 comes and goes. The excitement grows, but so does the weariness. If you’re lucky, you’re visitor will show up today. If you’re not, you’ve got as many as 3 more days of agony.

If you’re really lucky, you’ve made a baby.

If you’re really not lucky, your monthly visitor is back. And it all starts over again.

So here is what I have to say. When you’re pushing someone to have a baby. Putting pressure on them, because you as a mother, sister, aunt, grandma, are ready. Just remember, it’s not that easy. Not for everyone. And maybe she’s already been trying since December.

xoxo, M

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