DH had a blast Friday night playing with Buddy and a big box.
This interlude allowed me to get ready to meet Morgan out for a work dinner- his company owns the new Lilly Pulitzer store here in town. I made it a little more than halfway through the dinner before excusing myself. I teeter between feeling very together and energetic, or exhausted and a complete mess. Life with a newborn and a toddler!
The Lilly store had its grand opening on Saturday. We hit it up after one of Dell Harper's friend's birthday party. I couldn't resist this little number for Miss Priss. She accessorized herself- picking out her own shoes and necklace. The girl's got style.
Morgan took Miss Priss to birthday party number #2 Sunday afternoon, and I got to spend some quality time with my buddies- one little and one furry.
Anyway, Leighann had her appointment 45 minutes before mine, and was sporting the exact same outfit- same scarf, same Uggs, everything. Our doctor must have felt a sense of deja vu- she immediately had me text her this pic.
I mean, I think I am ready to become a fashion blogger. I got moves, and mad street style. Or perhaps I should leave that to Dell Harper. Deeds was a lovely little guy, and slept right through my appointment. He is a sweetheart, and a far easier baby than his sister to deal with. Of course, she cried unless she was actively being played with, outside or asleep for the first six months of her life, so Deeds has a pretty low bar. . .
Oh, but I am cleared to start exercising again. The scale has not moved (well, except for a slight uptick) since the first week I returned from the hospital. My midsection feels inflated, so I am ready to get moving. My beloved Jazzercise is on hold for a couple weeks until I am fully healed. However, in the mean time I am going to try out some barre classes. Any thoughts out there on this workout?
Okay, I'm finally out of pictures on my phone. Hope everyone had a delightful time soaking up the sun this weekend!