22 weeks: I dream of Oilily

Molasses cookies

I have been trying to be good. But, it's crazy hard. You see, ever since I saw the store Oilily in middle school, I didn't think of covering myself in it. (Well I hoped). I thought of being a Mommy and dressing you in what had to be the brightest, happiest, most cheerful baby girl clothes. I could imagine my baby girl skipping and smiling in rainbow arrays holding my hand. I don't know how exactly, but those Mommy dreams are just divine instilled. I try to push away my etsy wishlists and oilily dreams when everything in me wants to purchase, purchase, and purchase. But a girl has to celebrate somehow, so I dragged your brother to the fabric store and had a little party with myself and the adorning pinks, purples, and flowers. Now, if I could only have a personal elfkin at my service.... In reality, we are playing soccer, skateboards, riding bikes, going to spray parks daily, reading happy children books, and nesting by baking and playing with pink frosting and sprinkles instead of going baby girl closet happy.

I can't wait to see you sweet pucker face!!!