Taste buds

My taste buds are back. I love food and it totally depressed me that I lost my appetite during half of my pregnancy and when I regained it I couldn't eat most of the stuff that I love like for instance sushi. Although it may not be gourmet food, our faithful local takeaway resto Ebi Sushi is our go-to place for sushi. Very convenient that it happens to be next door. Had some lovely sushi the other day that's worth a kodak moment.

ooo and extras :-)

Outfit: The tee

Being a mother may give you leave from work, but it definetely does not give you more free time. Those few minutes or if I'm lucky, hours, I get by myself is spent cleaning and tidying the apartment. As a result I don't give that much thought to my daily outfits, hence the lack of imagination. At least I've got my money's worth on the YSL tee.

Friday's inspo

Again, Miss Duma just totally blows me away when it comes to her sense of style. Chic and effortless!

Pics from http://buro247.ru/fashion/

Art in YSL Arty

A surprise gift from the best hubby in the world: YSL Arty ring

Confessions - The kid thing

I wrote this really heartfelt long post about my first couple of weeks as a mother, but instead of my rambling (and the fact that I'm too tired to proofread) I'll leave you with a quote from the movie "The Back-Up Plan" instead (which was really crappy by the way):

Stan: What's it like, the whole kid thing?
Playground Dad: It's awful, awful, awful.
Then a small moment happens, that's so magical. that makes it all worthwhile.

Playing interior designer

As the little one seem to be taking his time, I'm desperately trying to preoccupy myself so not to go mental by the waiting. So I usually end up shopping. This is one of my cheaper buys.

Pillow from H&M Home

Rearranging and decorating the apartment is another fave past times these days. A wannabe interior designer trying making an effort perfecting the apartment before the baby's arrival. Pretty sure these things will not even enter my mind once the baby is born.

The result

Confessions of a pregnant woman - week 40: The art of waiting

I really haven't perfected the art of waiting. Think I'm slightly going mad!