Green. Flake. Shop Her Chic. Pregnancy Fetish?

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I am featured in my very first (I actually wrote girst then and wondered why it looked so funny) guest post over at Shop Me Chic - skip on over and let me know what you think!!  

On another unrelated note, much like everything that I blog about actually, does anyone else not like lemon, lime and bitters? I used to when I was younger but now it is so sickly sweet.  I am generally not a big soft drink fan at all though so I guess that doesn't help.

I am sure you have seen this necklace before (unless this is your first time visiting and hello to you), it's the same as the black one and I got them both in Bali - should have gotten more dang it. 

I don't usually wear thongs to work but on the 40c day a week or so back our bosses gave us the A-OK to wear shorts, t shirts and thongs to the office.  I've been wearing sandals for months now but took advantage anyway. 

My feet are disgusting from always wearing sandals. I need a pedicure, stat. 

When I go on Maternity leave and move out of the apartment I wont have this mirror or the elevator mirror to take selfies in. What is a girl meant to do? TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!

I think this is a good excuse to buy a big full length mirror for home and invest in a tripod and timer whilst I am at it.

I am sure that lots of outfits will feature baby vomit in the near future. 

This is the Metalicus dress that I wore for my early maternity shoot, you can relive that post here. 

The Husband got me some cute crystal earrings for Orthodox Christmas. 

I didn't get him anything because we had said we would not get each other presents and this made me look bad.

I have been wearing earrings more often these days, getting some use out of the dangly ones before they become a safety hazard and are delegated to the back of my wardrobe, along with necklaces.

If there is any dress that deserves a medal for wear per cost basis it is this one because I bought it in February 2012 for $12.49 and whilst I may not even like it any more I wear it all the bloody time these days as the stretchy cheap fabric is my friend in both this weather and my current stomach situation. 

The day I took this photo, I was schlepping home with take away Thai, walking very slowly as my chafing cream had worn off (nobody ever said pregnancy was glam okay), when a man (maybe 45-50) approached me and I thought he was going to ask for directions or something as that is a standard practice when you live in the CBD and look like you wont steal someones handbag. This is how the conversation went:

Man: Excuse me??
Me: Yes? *smile my 'I often help out people and am non threatening' smile*
Man: Stuttering - You, you, you are very pretty!! 
Me: *Visible shock* Oh. Thank you very much!... (waits for directions or some other question)
Man: Would you like to go out to dinner with me? Do you have time?
Me: *Holds up Thai take out* I am actually taking this to eat with my husband..
Man: Oh you are married?! 
Me: Yes, I am. Why so surprised? I'm also rather pregnant?
Man: What? You are pregnant? I didn't even notice!! *stares at belly*
Me: *something starts to dawn on me* Yes.. 7 months. *points at large belly*
Man: It must have been your GLOW that attracted me to you!!!!!! You look amazing!!! What is your due date? What are you having? Are you excited?
Me: *Starts to walk off...* Um, thanks? March. A girl. Very excited, thank you.

The guy walked with me for two blocks, and kept on going on about my glow etc. 
It had dawned on me by this stage that the guy probably has a fetish for pregnant women, which I have heard is actually not so uncommon after all, otherwise he would have racked off pretty quickly I think. 

After a block of me waddling very slowly with him right next to me I did start to get uncomfortable as he wasn't about to give up any time soon. He was harmless though and it was only about 6PM on a crowded city street. 

I ducked into a 7-11 mumbling something about a slurpee, wished him a good night and turned my back on him. 

I did get a slurpee, just in case he was watching and went home to tell The Husband the story and he concluded that yes, the guy must have had a fetish as you cannot miss my belly and why did I wait until the end of the story to tell him there was a slurpee in the freezer??

I wont lie to you, I was flattered at the start of the conversation but then it dawned on me that he didn't really think I was pretty, he just wanted some belly action, ha! 

Anyway. That was interesting. 

In other news, Eirisa from work (Hello Eirisa!) gave me this little bad boy last week and it was insanely good. How have I never heard of them before?

The worst thing about a Flake though? They actually live up to their name and flake all over the place just to drive me nuts and why waste chocolate?? I feel like these days 85% of food goes down my cleavage and pools in my bra so they are not convenient to eat at all.

Bags/Shoes/Pizza

Check out this cute bag that I got at my bargain basement hang out, Femme. 

Not bad for $39.95 huh? I am sure it is a rip off of something else, but I am too unfashionable to know what, or to care really. 

I also got this door hanger thing which houses my bags. I am not a big bag person, so for me, owning 5 is HEAPS!!! 

Here are some new shoes from Basque that I got to wear to work, please note that they are not wedges because you know, wearing wedges to work is guaranteed to create controversy and have someone you work with complain about you because, you are wearing wedges. 

Who would have thought that wedges were oh so unprofessional?? 

Okay I had better stop before I go into a full blown wedges related rant. 

I already wrote a massive paragraph ranting and raving but thought better of it. 

At least I will have another profession to fall back on, Pizza Delivery.

El Husbo is pressed up against the wall in this photo, just watching me like I am silly. 

I don't normally go into this stuff, but in the interest of full disclosure and the fact that I have no other news for you here we go. 

I had an unusual experience on Monday night. We ordered pizza (Exhibit A below), ate said pizza and then an hour later I went to the gym, worked out (or pretended to at least) and then I went home. Within 10 minutes of me being home, I was on the bed in tears and my stomach had puffed up to looking about 6 months pregnant (Exhibit B below). I was suffering from excruciating pains around my belly button and they were travelling, fast. I could not sit up or move my legs without bellowing in pain. It was a pain like being electrocuted over and over again. Not like wind, cramps or food poisoning. 

Needless to say, The Husband was freaking the hell out. He wanted to call an ambulance but I would not let him, so he rang Nurse on Call and they said that if the pain didn't go away, to get to the ER quick. 

This pain, paired with the fact that I had not had a period for months, freaked me out. I had a blood test for pregnancy 2 weeks before and it was negative, so I knew it wasn't that but still, odd. 

I ended up having an ultrasound and internal exam and am waiting to hear back from my doctor. The swelling is all gone, and oddly enough, my period came 2 days after. I wonder if it was all related? 

Anyway, sorry to gross you all out but hey, this is a lifestyle blog after all. 

Check out my belly. Ha. I have no pants on. Coming from someone who normally has a very flat tummy, this was strange, and this photo was taken after the pain wore off so probably not at it's peak bloatedness. 

The Husband thinks it was the pizza, but please. I eat pizza all day long. 

Enough gross belly shots. I'm fine now, so no biggie. 

Here is my Casual Friday outfit for today. It features wedges. 

I look like a shiny little chipmunk. a chipmunk in a skirt. 

I ordered a bag liner thing that will keep my bag looking boxy rather than squishy, since carrying a magazine at the bottom of the bag got old, real quick. 

How did everyone enjoy their Australia Day? 

Kitty at work is being a total hater about my handbag hook, which I won in a give away from Motherhood Career Fashion .

Personally, I think she is jealous that she doesn't have a bag hook. Aren't you Kitty?

My new blog header is almost ready, I am very excited. I am using a lovely lady from Etsy for it since my other bloggo designer person fell through. Shoots evil eye.