Can't Live Without It.

Friday, what took you soooo long to get here?
Even though I only worked 4 days this week, I'm beat.
So this post is going to be short and sweet.

I'm obsessed with this mascara.
And I never get obsessed with any type of makeup.
So for me to love it this much is really something.

To be honest with you, I've liked every single Benefit product I've tried and love love love their Brow Bar at my local Ulta. So I can't be but all surprised that I love Roller Lash mascara.

On my last lunch break at Ulta, I snagged this little gem and have been loving it ever since. Roller Lash works wonders on my lashes. I have longer lashes and this stuff gives the appearance of naturally curled lashes without the use of a lash curler. It also does a great job of spreading out my lashes and is not gloopy at all. I can wear it all day and removes so easily. If I forget to wash my face before bed, because let's be honest, it happens a lot....I don't have to worry about waking up and looking like a raccoon.
#Win

I'm clearly a fan and hope you will be too!

Of course I'm linking up with my most fave Friday mamas,
Stephanie, Cait and Laura,
for Can't Live Without It Linkup!

Have a great weekend loves!
We're finishing up some much needed yard work, Greek festing it up and cleaning out little Lucie's closet!

xoxo

Pregnancy Rage is Real...

A couple months ago, I completely lost my shit on Reid.

While getting ready for work, I asked him to check on the weather. He was laying in bed, playing on his phone... he responded that he was in the middle of playing his game and would check when he was done.

That was all he said....

and then I completely lost it.

Banging my fists, slamming doors, hysterically crying...
 the whole.damn.thing.

 I was livid... why could he not stop playing Diamond Digger for one second and tell me what the temperature was supposed to be? Didn't he know that my clothing choices are limited and clearly, I was already upset about hating my work wardrobe. And couldn't he see that he was the one preventing me from getting ready? By withholding this important weather information, he was ruining my day.
And why is he being so insensitive?
Doesn't he know I'm pregnant?

The look on Reid's face will forever haunt me.
It was one of complete shock and terror.
He grabbed the dogs, muttered something under his breath about hormones and then went down stairs.

I had no clue what the hell had come over me.
I had just flipped some crazy switch and went from 0 to 10 in less than a second.

So I did what any crazy woman would do...
I locked myself in the bathroom.
Cried hard. Like that ugly dry heave cry.
And tried to figure out what the hell just happened...

I calmed down and figured out that it was so not his fault.
 I realized I was the one being insensitive.
I was being crazy.
This was pregnancy rage in all it's glory.
Lucky Reid.

When I was able to look both myself and Reid in the eye, I ventured downstairs and made my apologies, mostly blaming it on the baby and the fact that I felt like death.
(this episode went down towards the end of my first trimester)

I told him he would have to just bare with me while I explore all that pregnancy has to offer. Hormones, sore boobs, constant feeling that I am about to throw up and the ability to go from sweet, nice Caroline to total raging bitch Caroline in the blink of an eye.

Pregnancy rage is truly a crazy thing.
 I am normally a peppy, happy person and try to give a smile to everyone I see. Now, the smallest things just set me off and my patience is totally gone. My private office at work has become my sanctuary and my snack drawer my saving grace. More and more people walk by my office and say "Wow, that is some grumpy face you are making." I am really not trying to, it is just becoming natural these days. I believe some people call it resting bitch face.

Thankfully my second trimester has brought a lot of the old me back but I still have to check myself. I've perfected the ultimate side eye and look of utter disgust. And both appear in public on a pretty routine basis. So for now, I just tell myself to just take deep breaths, it's only the hormones...

So mamas out there....
 will the old me return?
or will I be this crazy version of myself for ever more?

Oh, hormones, I was not prepared for you.

xoxo

Bumpdate: 22 Weeks.

We're back from our vacation and I've made it through one day of work...If I can get through a load of laundry tonight, I will deem this day a sucess. If I can't, then I'll find the ice cream and say I still won!

How far along:  22 weeks

Size of babe: an ear of corn.

Gender: all pink!

Husband: He is being all sweet and stuff about little Lucie. And I am probably terrorizing him with my crazy mood swings but he is taking it like a champ. Pregnancy rage is totally real...
He seems to be looking forward to working on her nursery and is very concerned with what I am eating. He gives me side eye when I try to finish a bag of Chex Snack Mix solo.

Maternity Clothes:  Same ole, same ole. I'm still mixing and matching.

Stretch Marks: Nada

Loving: french fries, reading a book in bed, air conditioning, pizza, this slight slight teeny tiny tan I got on vaca, and my pups. Boy did I miss those two loony toons while we were away.

Loathing: this 15 year old acne throwback that has appeared on my face, having to go to the bathroom every 5 mins, strapless bras and everything about my house currently.

Belly Button: still weird looking.....

Movement: I think I've had a ton this week, especially at night. Reid has not been able to really feel anything because of the placement of my placenta....tmi....so that's a bummer.

Symptoms: the headaches are still rocking, at least they are not as intense as they used to be. Starting to feel full after eating and having some pressure in my rib cage. My face looks awful and my back hurts at night. But other than those minor things, I really feel great...knock on wood!

Best Part of the Week: sitting on the beach and spending some qt with this girl and her sweet fam! Plus eating my weight in shrimp all weekend!

Worst Part of the Week: Coming back from vacation to a mountain of laundry and braving my work email...

Missing Most: Still beer and a club sandwich

Can't wait for: Reid to be able to feel our little peanut and having a weekend at home, with no plans!

Tomorrow, let's talk about this whole pregnancy rage thing...

xoxo

Can't Live Without It.

Happy Friday to you!

We're down south on a mini babymoon for Memorial day weekend and lovin evey second of this beautiful weather.

| dress | necklace | 

Reid and I are so mad at ourselves. We packed every single thing we own just about, except for this kitchen gadget. There's nothing better than sitting on the beach, stuffing your face with fresh fruit and cocktails. No cocktails for me this year...but Lucie's worth it!

We picked up this little guy a couple weekends ago, competently on a whim, and pretty much have been obsessed ever sense. Even though I think preggos aren't supposed to eat large amounts of pineapple, I have been craving it so hard. Moderation is key....blah blah blah.

Anywho, it makes prep work a cinch, keeps all those yummy juices in one place, gives you the cutest pineapple shell and is super easy to clean. "Dishwasher safe" is music to my ears!

Grab one and you'll wonder why you never knew this existed before. Oh, and try out this smoothie recipe below. I'm sorry in advance...once you make this, you will be hooked!

1 cup of fresh pineapple
1 scoop of Greek yogurt
2/3 cup of coconut, almond, or reg milk (or ice cream, calcium is calcium)
1/2 cup of pineapple juice (I just dump whatever is hanging around in the bottom of the shell)
and a handful of ice.
If your feeling crazy, add some dark rum....

Throw all of this into your blender, mix and enjoy!

Linkin up with my Friday faves:
Stephanie, Cait and Laura for Can't Live Without It Link Up.

Happy Memorial weekend y'all!
Be safe, have fun and drink a cocktail, or two, for me!

xoxo

Nursery Inspiration Board

While Reid and I make our way down south, wanna see what I got planned for Lucie's nursery?