The Good! (See, I can be a ray of positivity and sunshine sometimes!)
There will be pictures in this post. Some of them will feature Joshua with me as a background image. I will be in a swimsuit. For the sake of your retinas, focus on the cute baby, mmkay? Seeing me in a swimsuit might scar you for life and make you never want to have children, if you don’t have them already (and this suit covers up the strechmarks that have taken over my abdomen). If you do already have a child (or two or three), seeing me in a swimsuit will either make you say “Whew…glad I bounced back better than THAT” or you’ll sigh in sympathy with my enormous thighs and jiggly upper arms and pasty skin due to not having any leisure time to work on my tan.
So consider yourself warned.
Joshua likes swimming. I love swimming. I’m a Pisces. Joshua was supposed to be a Pisces. It makes sense, astrologically speaking, that he’d like the water. We don’t live in a neighborhood with a pool, and we do not have one ourselves. And while we have friends with pools (all of whom have generously and graciously invited me to use theirs this summer should I desire to do so) we don’t have easy access to swimming. So I was SUPER excited to put him in his OMGADORABLE rash guard and swim trunks and take him swimming. I mean, horrible photo quality aside, LOOK AT THIS CUTENESS AND YOUR UTE WILL ACHE.
So after getting him sufficiently decked out in his swimming attire, we ventured down to the hotel pool. And the fun began:
That sweet little blonde girl was the flower girl at the wedding.
My child actually slept okay in the hotel. While it was kind of boring for us, and while it kind of took him longer than usual to fall asleep at night and at naptime, he slept pretty great once he got there. This was my biggest fear–that he wouldn’t sleep and I’d have Captain Crankypants for the entire weekend. I am so, so thankful that he slept.
He wraps himself up in his blanket when he sleeps. Like, blanket over his head. Like, some mothers would have heart attacks looking at my child as he sleeps because the only skin you can see is his feet.
But he slept. And it was good.
He was a trooper at the wedding. The wedding was outside. This is a recipe for complete happiness for Joshua provided he is able to wander around. Which he couldn’t do during the ceremony. But he did get to wander around afterward and he had a blast. And he got sweaty. And when he got sweaty, we saw just how curly his hair really is. And y’all, those curls? Those curls are beautiful.
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First of all you look fantastic! Stop giving yourself a hard time. You grew and birthed a baby for goodness sake!
Second I LOVE that he's a water baby!!! Em is an Aquarius so no shock that she is also in love with the water. (astrologically speaking of course)
Third, Love the picture of you and J. So precious!
you look GREAT! I would NEVER let myself be seen in a bathing suit at this point…oh wait, I was totally in one this weekend. and it was a FAIL.
Also? My hubs looked over my shoulder at your curly-haired handsome son and said, "wow. that could be OUR baby with those curls!"
sigh…i wish our boys could play together. Eddie loves the water too!
I looked at your pictures & I'm not sure what you were talking about. I saw a hot mama and her handsome young man! The pictures came out great and Joshua is so cute that it's ridiculous.
is it wrong that my favorite picture is the one of that adorable bay-bee poking his dad in the eye? because i lol'd. sorry about the poop, i learned the hard way as a kid at the beach that rocks don't float in the ocean. ROCKS. DON'T. FLOAT.
What are you talkin about? You look great!
Joshua is too cute for words. i kinda wish I had a daughter so we could begin planning their arranged marriage. oh well.
We swim about 2x a week at my hubs' school's pool. Solo-boy's friend "O" has a habit of pooping right when he gets in the pool (wears a swim diaper) but it gets all wet and gushy & leaks out the top of his trunks. It is SOOO NASTY.
b.) josh looks just like you. which is weird because when he was little i thought he looked more like dan.
C.) there is no a. i'm drinking wine, can ya tell?