Why does everything ANNOY me?

WHY DOES EVERYTHING ANNOY!? I DONT UNDERSTAND

I officially reached my third trimester. I'm tried my feet hurt. Everything is Swollen!! Can I Get An Amen. And I am just about to kill everyone. 

This is just my real post. I hate complaining but all of the woman out there that have ever been pregnant or anyone that has had a nine-month stomach bug can feel my pain?

If giving birth is such a beautiful thing WHY does the process of creating the baby in the womb have to be so difficult, hard, exhausted, and upsetting.

Y'all pray for me!

I don't want to go off on the wrong person for my pain but everything anyone does or says today just annoys me to no end. Also I am slightly nauseous and it won't go away.

The Cutest Thing About My Little Cutie

I am six months pregnant now!! Im mostly past all of the craziness of sickness and severe changes in my pregnancy. After about month Five I finally stopped feeling like I was dying. People told me I would feel better a lot earlier but one thing Ive learned is everyones pregnancy is different. The second trimester has been a process of bonding with my baby and getting to know his patterns.

One thing I've noticed is that he likes to wake up I the middle of the night and do water aerobics. I mean it little feels like he's in my womb doing Zumba or maybe he thinks he's trying out for Jay-Z's next big music video. Either when he's up mommas up. Sometimes his Zumba sessions last for over an hour and it takes me forever to get back to sleep.

So the other night while he was practicing his kicks and punches I was up thinking. Anytime I can't sleep I wake m husband up and have him sing to me  until I go back to sleep. P.S one thing you must know about my husband is Not Only is he the sexiest man alive, he also has the most beautiful voice I have ever heard. So usually when he starts singing to me I am fast asleep before he even makes it to the chorus of the song.

I thought if Will sings to me maybe I can sing to my baby. He is develop enough now that he can hear and recognize my voice so i figured it was worth a try.  I started humming "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and by the time the song was over my little cutie was fast asleep.

IT WAS SOOOO CUTE!!

I felt this weird bond to him just knowing my voice could sing him to sleep.
so far that is the cutest thing about my little cutie.

ITS A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I TOTALLY FORGOT TO TELL YOU ALL.............

IM HAVING A BABY BOY!

My husband and I were convinced that the baby was a boy. The whole time we were with the ultrasound tech we kept referring to the baby as a girl. NO SIR. Its a boy. As the tech said "It is Definitely a boy." The funny thing is that my son had his legs wide open as if to show off his gender. We were cracking up laughing. He stayed in that position for the entire time.

So we will be welcoming William Patrick Washington III into the world July 28, 2015.
He's already so cute and he has the most adorable pouty lips.

I already love him so much!

What Really Happened on The Big Day

I recently posted about my wedding day and how incredibly beautiful and amazing it was, BUT lets talk about What Happened the day before the big day.

I had run myself hectic the months, weeks, and days before trying to get ready for the big day. Everything, I mean EVERYTHING had to be perfect. And It was. However, the day before my wedding, now that's a different story.

The night of my bachelorette party (the day before the wedding) All hell broke loose!

First, one of my bridesmaids called me that night to tell me that her zipper on the back of her dress had just broken (for the second time that week).
What she said: "Taylor I'm so sorry but my zipper just won't zip up. I think its broken again. What do I do?"
What I heard: "Taylor I have not been properly dieting even though I know this day was so important and quickly approaching, not to mention my dress was already small to begin with, so long story short I can't zip my dress because Ive gained too much weight."

What I said back: Its okay hun. I will figure something out. Ill have my sister stand in your place since she already has the dress. If you can just pick up the food by 12:45pm tomorrow and make sure it gets to the chapel on time I can handle the rest. (P.S. She never showed up to get the food. I called her three times with no answer. I had to eventually had to stuff all the food in my tiny little car along with my dress, all of the flowers, the wedding favors, three adults, and my luggage for my honeymoon.)
What I should have said: "WHAT HOW COULD YOUR DRESS POSSIBLY BREAK JUST HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING! WHY WERE YOU NOT IN THE GYM. IM PREGNANT AND EVEN MY DRESS FITS.!"

Second, my bachelorette party was Absolutely Terrible!
Keep in mind that I'm pregnant so naturally I can't party and stay out all night like I used to. Any pregnant woman should know this. Right? WRONG

My maid of honor, who has the cutest little boy, has been pregnant before (OBVIOUSLY) and she planned my entire party. being a mother herself she should have understood. She didn't. She asked what I wanted for my party:
What I said: "I want to have a pajama party with all my girlfriends. We can watch movies and eat all the junk food in the world. It'll be so much fun. That way I can get to bed at a decent hour."
What She heard: "I want us to all dress half naked, rent a hotel and a room downtown and go to all the bars and clubs we can until we eventually get too drunk to function and have to crawl back to our hotel."

And that is exactly what she did. She COMPLETELY ignored my request, rented a hotel downtown and stalked it with alcohol. I'm sure your all thinking WHY DID SHE GET ALCOHOL WHEN YOU COULDN'T DRINK BECAUSE YOUR PREGNANT?  That's a great question. Answer: I have no idea!

So for my bachelor party I got ditched at iHop while my bridesmaids went clubbing all night. I finished my food and went home and they enjoyed the hotel and what I Heard was the best night ever.

I say all that to say,, 

Ladies, choice your bridesmaids and your friends wisely. Find someone to be your maid of honor that Really has your best interests at heart. My maid of honor and a few of my bridesmaids fought me almost during my whole wedding prep. They helped a little but for the most part they were very selfish. They fought me on the dress, the shoes, I mean just everything. So be wise in who you pick.

I will say Thank you to my sisters who were my greatest support in all of this.

And That's What Really Happened

The Best Part of Getting Married

I have asked many couples over the year this one simple question, "What is the best part about getting married?". They all answer with different reasons; finding the perfect dress, feeling like (for one whole day) everything is about You, having all your family and friends witness the confession of your love, the bachelor/bachelorette party, etc. I mean the list goes on. Everyone has one major part of getting married that they love the most.


Ladies and gentlemen I am here to tell you all of those reasons are Bologna!  The best part about getting married is..........................................


THE GIFTS!!!!!!!!!!(I'm just saying what we're all thinking)



Oh, you all should probably know that I am a gift FREAK. I love giving gifts, receiving gifts, surprise gifts, gifts for no reason at all, just-because-I-love-you gifts, I'm-sorry gifts, any kind of gift. I LOVE GIFTS. So when I saw the gift table at my wedding I was so excited! Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew people received gifts on their wedding but guys when I saw the gift table a small part of me turned into a minor crack addict. Now I've never actually met a crack addict but I imagine I have the same symptoms with gifts as addicts do with crack. 


Just seeing them all wrapped pretty with their little bows on tops. It made me want to run over and rip them all open. There were Tons Of Gifts and I felt myself just feindin to open them. I think at one point I thought about sneaking away, grabbing just one gift (the biggest one of course, I mean go big or go home right), locking myself in one of the bathroom stalls and ripping it open. I know guys, I clearly have a problem. Please pray for me. I swear I'm trying to seek council.  (not really, but I should)


Anyways as soon as we got home the next day I had a field day with those presents and I loved Every Single one of them! One of my friends joked that I was like a kid in the candy store. She said, "Gosh Tay I hope you don't go crazy when you see all the gifts at your baby shower." And with that statement my heart leaped for joy.. MOOOORRREEEEEE GIIIFFTTTSSS YAAYYYYYY!!!!