Happy Monday to you all! As this is posting, I’m probably finding out whether or not I’m having a baby today. The weekend kicked off with me having some monitoring done because of Miller’s size and the location of his cord. He’s had variables the whole pregnancy but now at the end, it’s becoming increasingly important to monitor him so closely. After speaking with maternal fetal medicine, this particular baby/scenario is not a candidate for an ECV, so unless he decides to flip on his own (90% unlikely at this point, especially given his size and position), c-section it is. If you know me in real life, I am terrified of a section for many reasons (I’m paralyzed and know you are cutting me open. Hello!) and unhappy about it for many others (recovery time, scared of abdominal difficulties, etc). But there is literally nothing I can do about it and that has been a really hard pill to swallow. So anyway, because of the monitoring and all that being ramped up this last week, I am penciled in for a section at noon today. Whether or not it happens is TBD.
So, about this weekend. My parents popped into town and we had a nice weekend of low key festivities. The Fourth of July happens to be my birthday, which I have always loved. I mean, I’ve always gotten fireworks and a big celebration – have you? It’s the best. This year did not feel like a birthday, however, but just a Fourth of July. I think because it was the first year I didn’t have a birthday cake/candles. I told Dustin and my mom not to mess with a cake because I was making a big batch of a new banana pudding I wanted to try out and also because I was dying to have s’mores. I did receive lots of birthday wishes, cards, presents, etc. but the lack of candle blowing made it feel different. Throw in the fact that I have so much going on right now and it was just like, “Oh, I’m 30? Yeah. I guess I’m 30 now.” I’ll just blow out a candle on Dustin’s cake in September.
We started the holiday off with red velvet pancakes topped with fresh whipped cream and blueberries. Normally, I would make pancakes from scratch only and found a recipe I will try in the future (basically buttermilk pancakes + cocoa + red food coloring), but being mega pregs meant that I was making pancakes from a recipe that used boxed red velvet cake mix. So not me, but every once in awhile, convenience wins.
We barbecued, blew up the giant pool, and enjoyed banana pudding and s’mores, as planned. We also took a quick moment to document what was our last weekend as a family of three. Crazy.
I call this look hella pregnant.
Marin wasn’t so into taking pictures that day.
But she was sweet enough to give Pops a kiss.
Y’all, can we talk about this banana pudding for a minute? I usually make the classic recipe on the back of the Nilla wafer box but this time, again, I wanted something that was a tad more convenient and a) didn’t involve a double boiler and b) didn’t have to go in the oven. So I starting Googling and found the famous recipe from Magnolia Bakery in NYC. It did have a boxed ingredient (pudding mix) but like I said, sometimes convenience wins. Also, this is supposed to be one of the absolute best banana pudding recipes out there so I figured whatever. It’s not like we eat it on the reg. Verdict? Best banana pudding ever. Go make some. Like, soon. And invite me over.