Mike and I decided to go with the flow this Easter and I am so glad we did. We ate more carbs than is probably recommended (NO REGRETS), watched a lot of cartoons, napped, went for walks, and totally broke away from our weekday routine. Although this is my last week of work before beginning mat leave (WHAT), I definitely felt like my body was thankful that I slowed down a little bit. For a non-napper like myself, napping 2 days in a row is a clear sign that I am wiped.
Although I did take it easy, I did manage to sneak in some spring cleaning and bake. Yes, I baked. And it was actually rather successful. Turns out that when I’m very pregnant, I nap and I bake and it’s glorious. I made these cheese biscuits for Easter brunch and these sticky pecan buns just because it’s Easter and one should always eat sticky pecan buns at Easter. I have no photos because, well, we (I) ate all the evidence. Here’s a picture of our lovely Easter table though.
On Monday, we joined family and friends for a long brunch at Lawrence who, it turns out, make the best scones on Planet Earth. They’re almost like a cronut scone. So buttery and flaky with caramelized edges. Topped with clotted cream and jam…I’m sorry I blacked out there for a minute. Where was I? Oh yes, these scones. To. Die. For.
The highlight of my long weekend, however, was last night. Last night, Mike, Theo and I sat around the table to snack on Easter leftovers. We were listening to great music and joking around. Theo was in a fantastic mood and being all cuddly with me. We talked about the baby and Theo asked a lot of good questions and, when discussing what he would do to help us with the baby, remarked the following: “I will show him my orange scotch tape.” Then he got up to dance around and Mike and I both had tears in our eyes. I think we were both hit by the realization that evenings as a family of three are numbered. We smiled at each other and I knew we were thinking the same thing. We could not be more excited to meet our little guy but it’s also the end of a major chapter in our lives. I would be lying if I said that there wasn’t some anxiety about what the next few weeks will bring.
37 weeks and counting.
Hope you had a lovely long weekend! xo