Rules for my Unborn Son

Hubs received this book from his brother when we were home for Christmas and I have to say it is a real keeper! I agree with nearly all of the little tidbits which encourage your boy to be a gentleman. As I sit here writing this blog, with my baby boy hiccuping in my belly and squirming all about I am dreaming of the man he will someday become...

Here are a few of the pearls of wisdom I liked best:

• Write letters. On paper.
• Never request a joke or impression. They are never as good on command.
• Always stop at a lemonade stand. Tip well.
• Don't be afraid to ask out the best looking girl in the room.

and the best one...

• Spend time with your mother. She's cooler than you think.

Our Valentine's Day

We like to keep things pretty simple on Valentine's Day - no buying of elaborate gifts or fancy dinners for us. We do, however, like to acknowledge the day some way and while this year was simple, it was one of the best. There's nothing I love more than spending time with my best friend, my husband.

I had forgotten that Saint Valentine's relics were in a church in Dublin's city centre and was reminded by a friend last week. Hubs and I thought Valentine's day would be a good day to go see the relics, as it's the only day out of the year they put them out on display. The relics were gifted to the Whitefriar Street Church in 1835 by Pope Gregory XVI.

Whitefriar Street Church

Shrine to Saint Valentine

The box containing his relics which include his body and a cloth "tinged with his blood"

After seeing the relics, we stopped at a nearby coffee shop called The Bald Barista, which has, in my opinion, the best latte in Dublin. It's also the most reasonably priced!

My white mocha.... YUM! Not too sweet, piping hot, with good foam and a pretty design. What more can you ask for?

We headed home after ward for oven pizza and a movie double header of Dorain Gray (fantiastic!) and Pan's Labyrinth (4 stars).

All in all, just another day that I fell even more in love with my darling husband.

Let's Bee Friends

Happy Valentine's Day!

(Image from Google Images)

I hope your day is filled with hearts and flowers and chocolates and all things lovey dovey.

Smarty Pants

I'm so proud of my darling Hubs.

Last night he gave a talk for the Military History Society and knocked my socks off.

I think he looked so cute in his academic ensemble

Risteard Mulcahy, son of General Richard Mulcahy, Commander in Chief of the Irish Free State Army was even there.

I'm digging the bow tie, Risteard

Apart from him the audience comprised of about 50 older gentlemen in tweed jackets (some of them even donned a complete tweed suit - impressive!) And of course, I was there for moral support.

And today, he went into Dundrum to give a talk for a local radio station. The half hour program will air this Wednesday on 93.9 South Dublin Radio at 3pm GMT.

Gooooo, Hubs!

I WILL get back to this

It's funny how many people tell me I will never look the same after I give birth. Maybe they just don't know how determined I am to be a yummy mummy.

I'll say it again. I WILL get this body back.

Photo taken in on our honeymoon in Nice, France. Oct. '08

All you doubters... You just wait!

Tagged! Happy 101

Thanks for the tag, KD. :-)

Rules:

List 10 things that make you happy.

Pass it on to 5 bloggers that make your day a better one!

10 things that make me happy (completely off the top of my head):

1. Seeing the baby on the sonogram machine
2. A cuddle from Hubs at the end of the day
3. Sunny skies
4. A bubble bath
5. New shoes
6. Feeding the ducks at the park
7. A picnic
8. Reading a good book on a white sand beach with a cocktail in my hand. (Something tells me this won't be happening anytime soon!)
9. Looking through old family photos
10. Unexpected compliments

Since it seems all of my blogging friends have already been tagged, that's all, folks!

I'm Running out of Dishes

Since I have been pregnant I have become more clumsy. And if you know me, you may be thinking, "how is that possible?" My parent's lovingly nicknamed me "Grace" when I was a child, and it wasn't because I was the top performer in my baton twirling class (yes, I took a baton twirling class). Let me tell you what I have broken so far:

1: A casserole dish full of sweet potato casserole (thankfully this happened the day after our Thanksgiving dinner). But I won't lie, I did cry when the glass and sweet potatoes were lying on bits on the kitchen floor - I was really looking forward to leftovers.

2: A dinner plate. Aren't those things supposed to be durable? This happened while I was taking said plate out of the cupboard. I swear it jumped out of my hands!

3: A bottle of extra virgin olive oil. This happened while I was reaching for something else in the cupboard. The olive oil got in the way and landed on the floor in a very glassy and oily mess.

4: A drinking glass. This isn't as unusual, but it should still be counted!

Here's hoping I will return to my normal state of clumsiness after the birth!

Faith in Humanity [temporarily] Restored

Today I had an OB appointment. Up until I can no longer do so, I walk to the city center and then catch a bus from there to the office. So that's what I did today. The bus to The Coombe (that's the name of the hospital/private clinic - you can remember it because it rhymes with womb) was practically empty so I got a seat no problem. On the way home, however, the bus was packed. Standing room only. Right when I got on several people offered me their seat, and let me tell you, a tear came to my eye. It may sound like small potatoes, but it made my day that people were willing to give up their spot for a 7 month pregnant lady.

It also helps that the sun is shining today. It's a good day in Dublin!

Cravings

One of my most frequent cravings in this pregnancy has been chocolate milk. But not just any chocolate milk. Irish milk and nesquik! I found out when I went home that American milk did not cut it. Oh how I love Irish dairy....