If Snooki can do it, I can do it. Right?

Who dreams about running? Apparently I do. 

It's crazy the things you miss when you're pregnant. Here's a list of the top things I miss most:

• Wine... No brainer
• Margaritas... Another no brainer
• OK, let's just say alcohol in general
• Running... And running with my dog. Poor girl is so neglected (NOT, she's still totally spoiled)
• Mountain hiking
• Sushi
• Laying on my belly
• Soft cheeses
• Medium steak (I've been really good about ordering it well done)
• Crab
• Whitening my freaking teeth! I had no clue this would be an issue...

That's about it. I'm pretty lucky, my whole pregnancy has been super easy. Because of this I think something bad is about to go down during labor, like a crazy emergency C-section, blood transfusion, what have you. It's just been too easy these past 9 months. Something bad is bound to happen (sorry in advance to you ladies out there who have horrific pregnancies, I know this annoys you). I haven't had any morning sickness/nausea at all, haven't had much pains or anything other than a little soreness in the hips, and I haven't craved anything crazy or eaten differently than normal. All I ever do crave is strawberries, grapes, juice, chocolate and cereal. I'm not super hungry or "eating for two," I actually feel less hungry. I think it's because the baby is sitting on or flattening my stomach in some way. I get really full really easily, but believe me before being pregnant I ate like a trucker, so getting full fast/easy is very new to me!

My baby shower is this weekend, it's kind of overwhelming to me. I don't like it when there's a big fuss made over me, but I have amazing friends and an amazing stepmom who are taking care of everything. There will be great food and lots of booze. Several of my friends noted my incapacity at their baby showers so they are getting me back by getting equally hammered at mine. It's only fair. I really was a shit show at most of my friends weddings/baby showers so I totally deserve it. I did get the cutest party favors though (see below) isn't that adorbs? It's a cinnamon bun scented candle inside (don't mind the messy manicure, I'm addressing that tomorrow).

There's some other stuff that goes with it, which my baby daddy helped me pick out. He's so sweet and so involved - it's awesome. He even went to a maternity store last night and helped me find a couple new tops. He found this hot pink shirt that said "Bun in the Oven" on it and absolutely wanted me to get it, then proceeded to make me try it on and take a picture of me. We're a pretty funny couple, I'm excited to embarrass our little boy. We saw this on Buzzfeed yesterday and just died. We're totally going to do this to little Malakai.

Well, this Sunday will be my 9 month mark so D-Day preparation has been kicked into overdrive. It's overwhelming and giving me anxiety but I take little breaks throughout the day to breathe deep and slowly and remind myself that millions of weaker, dumber women have gone through the same thing that I'm about to go through and they (and their kids) are doing just fine. Hey, if Snooki can do it I can do it right?

Official Wine Reunion Countdown

I love all things wine. Not being able to drink wine for the past 9 months has been detrimental to my health... mental health, but it's still been detrimental!

I had no idea pregnancy lasts 10 months. Everything I've been told, taught, heard, watched on TV, etc. has told me pregnancy lasts 9 months. Well everyone on the face of this Earth has lied to me. Turns out it takes 10 months to cook a baby and my 10 month due date is March 3. Granted, anything could happen. You can be a month early or two weeks late. Either way by March 3 I will be reunited with my best friend forever, wine, and I can't wait. In the meantime not only will I be counting down the days until D-day, I'll also be crossing out each day that brings me closer to my BFF.

WEBSITE COUNTDOWN WIDGET

Shit's Gettin Real

So I've been telling myself to start a blog for some time now. Mainly to document the funny things that happen to me on a daily basis that I couldn't even make up if I tried, and to share more with my family that live on the other side of the country. I finally took the plunge and told myself (and my 417 Twitter followers) via Tweet that I would start blogging.

Why now? What finally lit a fire under my a... behind? I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant, I work in the Public Relations industry as a PR director and I watch Pretty Little Liars. The whole pregnant thing has freaked me out, I'm petrified, I can't believe this is happening to me. Because of this I've been doing a lot of reading and research on the how-to's of pregnancy and parenting, but I was still missing key pieces of information my high-strung, anxious, stressed out self needed - how to be a mom and still lead a successful career.

I live, breathe and eat PR - have since the first day of my first internship. I don't half-ass things, I'm very A-Type, kind of a control freak/perfectionist and pretty damn strong-willed and bossy. I attribute this to the fact that I have 7 brothers and sisters and I'm in the middle so I've always had to stand out in some way to get attention. Pretty pathetic huh? Some of you may be reading this already saying "I ain't got time for that." And you probably don't, neither do I. That's why I've had little to no life since college, work has been my life. Outside of work there are few things I'm passionate about, like REALLY passionate about, to where I'd devote time and energy into it. If I'm not working I'm working out/running, playing some Seattle city intramural sport (and kicking ass at it, btw), playing with my dog (a pit bull, you will get your earful of pit bull advocacy from me if you continue to read this blog later), and/or eating and watching Pretty Little Liars (Who the eff is A?! I personally think everyone is A except the Liars...)

I'm jealous of the amazing people I know who have passions outside of their 9-5. For example my boyfriend (and baby daddy). He's an amazing free hand artist. The man can create absolutely anything. He can draw/sketch, paint, sculpt, create wooden sculptures/furniture, etc. I'll show you some of his work on here but he truly loves it. He and his brother are amazing at it. I have another friend that makes jewelry, another that is a hardcore Pinterest freak and makes amazing things all the time and another who is so creative with make-up/accessories/fashion in general it's ridiculous. I on the other have not a single creative bone in my body. I can't create anything, my handwriting sucks, I can't draw to save my life and don't get me started on Pinterest! I'll share some of my Pinterest attempts, it's pretty damn funny but people on Pinterest are liars, in my opinion.

Anyways this blog isn't necessarily dedicated to anything other than being a young 20-something trying to figure out how the heck to be a mom, have a successful career, save all the pit bulls in the world and not get fat - all at once. Many people tell me to slow down and that I can't have it all. I say just because you're a mom doesn't mean life is over... Right? I can have it all, and will at least try because I do what I want.