We had a great time. We arrived early Friday morning and went non-stop for 48 hours straight.
Thanks to Chris and our library rented guide book, we were able to see just about every major landmark the city has to offer as well as a brief visit to nearly all of the city's 'districts'. My favorites were SoHo (for the shopping), Greenwich Village (for the hip urban appeal) and China Town (for the Ah-ma-zing!! ice cream I consumed at the Ice Cream Factory - see Exhibit A below).
Exhibit A) Almond Cookie in a Sugar Cone
We were also able to take in a tour of the Empire State Building and the NBC studios at Rockefeller Center. We even woke up at 5:00am on Saturday to stand in line for standby Saturday Night Live tickets. See Exhibit B:
Exhibit B) Honestly, I am baffled as to why I look so happy here. I actually had to pee so bad I couldn't stand it and there was nothing open yet, it was -2 degrees, I was tired of standing for over an hour and there was really no shot that we were getting in - we were 146th in line. And we didn't, oh sigh.
Central Park, The Metropolitan Museum of Art and the Brooklyn Bridge were our next stops. Exhibits C, D and E below
Lastly, I ate as if I were Octomom. I kid you not. Pizza, Egg and Bagel Sandwiches, Roasted nuts from street vendors, Pizza, Hot Chocolate, Pizza. Did I mention I am only supposed to gain one pound a week for the next 20 weeks? I may or may not have exceeded my limit for the entire week in just 48 hours. C'est La Vie.
As for bump pictures, I hope I don't disappoint. I for one, pretty much stalk blogs for bump pictures when I find out someone is expecting. Call me crazy, but I just can't help it.
I am here to report that at 13 weeks, I have no bump.
I have gained 5 pounds thus far (I am so not counting New York weight here. I mean, that's just unfair) and have started the rubber band trick on two pairs of my jeans and a pair of work pants. Which by the way, why has the rubber band trick never been shared before to non-pregnant folks? It would have been genius for the college, "I had too much beer last night" days. My shirts and blouses are starting to feel a bit (make that very) tight as well, so I am officially in the "awkward" stage. Too big for my normal clothes and too small for maternity. It's lovely.
Ah, and my favorite question thus far from Chris, "So, when do you return back to normal?"
Hmm, I worry for this man. If at 13 weeks I am already "not normal" I am afraid for his blessed soul to see me at 38. I know that he genuinely meant it as a valid male-brained question, but I had to laugh...Which by the way, I told him 2 years just to give myself some padding, hah!
Happy Thursday all!