Bump Pictures – Part 1

Life has been a roller coaster over the past 6 months (2-3 years really).  Blogging has slowed way down but I really want to document my pregnancy and this joyful part of our lives.  And I want to share with family/friend/anyone that cares to read this!  So here is my recap of roughly the first half of my pregnancy with my precious twin babies.

Five Weeks

  • My pants still zipped.
  • We hadn’t told ANYONE yet.
  • I had started to feel twinges of nausea and pregnancy symptoms.  But I felt pretty good overall.  I was counting my lucky stars for no morning sickness.
  • No real cravings, other than FOOD.  I kept saying, “I haven’t done anything to warrant being this hungry.”  Scott always gave me a look and said, “You’re growing two humans.”  It just didn’t feel real yet.
  • Frank Beamer’s last home game.  Won in overtime against North Carolina. Go Hokies!DSC00922DSC00923DSC00924

Ten Weeks

  • Last Christmas before we become a family of four!
  • I used a hair tie to hold my pants up (but was anxious to try my newly purchased belly band and Target maternity jeans).
  • Had told both of our families and close friends.
  • Got 3 high fives per touchdown (one for me, one per baby)  during the VT bowl game on 12/26.
  • Exclusively used the “Virginia Tech Mom” and “Virginia Tech Dad” mugs during our stay at my parents house.
  • Got nauseous if I didn’t eat basically once an hour.
  • Felt like I was hungover every morning (this was the extent of my morning sickness – not nausea but tired/dehydrated/hungry).DSC00943


Eleven Weeks

  • Scott’s 31st Birthday! Celebrated with friends, old and new from near and far.
  • Hosted a New Years Eve gathering.  I prepared by fighting with Scott because I was cranky from a week-long headache (no Advil for pregnant women!?) followed by crying in Scott’s lap because I was so happy.  Scott prepared by hanging out (hiding) in the basement and riding the hormonal waves of his wife.


Twelve Weeks

  • My 30th Birthday!
  • I squeezed myself into the pretty tulle skirt I bought pre-pregnancy.
  • Still felt hungover every morning.
  • The Bump had popped!
  • Scott and I saw our babies looking like babies (not beans) for the first time at our 12 week ultrasound appointment on my actual birthday.  After a broken ultrasound machine and a rush to the hospital, we got to watch our babies move and kick onscreen for a good 45 minutes!  One was nicknamed “The Kicker” aka The Scott Twin.  The other was much more laid back, aka The Rebecca Twin.  Yes, I am laid back in this equation. 
  • We officially passed into the “safe” zone and made the big announcement to the world (Instagram and Facebook).



Fourteen Weeks

  • Officially out of the first trimester.
  • Started to feel less hungover each morning.
  • Everybody knew and it was so fun to talk about it. DSC00995

Fifteen – Sixteen Weeks

  • Life started to feel ‘normal’ again.
  • I often commented that I hadn’t realized how bad I felt during the first trimester until now – I felt so much better than I had for the past 3+ months.  But I still think I got it easy overall.
  • Forget to do official pictures with the good camera, but I snapped a little something weekly for mom.
  • Craving=chocolate cake.

Eighteen Weeks

  • Feeling good!
  • Went on 2 mile hike with Scott.  Get shell-shocked at the difference in my 16 week picture and this one.  I believe I said, “Why didn’t anyone tell me!?”
  • Took advantage of the unseasonal warm weather (and my new pink Hunter boots) at the beach.
  • Was getting seriously anxious to start setting up the nursery, but had to wait until we found out what we were having!!
  • At this point, I haven’t worn pants that zip in months. Elastic is my friend and there are usually at least 3 layers of clothing over the belly at any given time.
  • Prince has to make accommodations for the new shape of my lap.
  • Still craving = chocolate cake.


So there you have it- the first half of my pregnancy!  Back with more soon!

The “During” Stage of Life

{House} facelifts don’t just happen.  But weren’t those “After” pictures nice?  Working on the house has been consuming our weekends and weeknights for awhile now.  I wanted to be sure to document the people doing the “during” work, not just the “after” pictures.  Because one day we’ll be able to just enjoy our house and our weekends, and I don’t want to take that for granted.



We have had some incredible help from our family and friends.  Look at this sooty fireplace.IMG_5416

My family visited for a weekend at the Shore, but cold, rainy weather turned it into a work weekend!  Hi Megan!  Poor girl got roped into re-painting our fireplace.IMG_5172

And it looks so much better!IMG_4317

Mom helped me weed.  ALL the weeds.  They are the absolute bane of my existence.IMG_5178

Dad and Scott replaced rotted boards on the deck. IMG_5175IMG_5174 IMG_5179

And then Scott and his dad re-stained the whole thing.  It’s a BIG deck.IMG_5232IMG_5245

We also painted our 2 downstairs bedrooms.  Somehow we talked our friends, Todd and Allie, into helping us.  IMG_5235

You go to bed thanking Jesus for that sort of blessing.IMG_5238 IMG_5239

And when it’s all done – or feels like it won’t end – I employ my good friend, tequila.IMG_5217We have one more weekend of housework to push through.  Send good thoughts, prayers and maybe tequila!

Fitzgerald Fourth of July

We had a Fourth of July full of family and friends. And alliteration.  The whole big Fitzgerald clan was in town for our annual summer get-together.IMG_5249

We were blessed with a gorgeous beach day on Friday (and a day off of work! even better!)IMG_5256

We are lucky to see our nieces and nephews as often as we do, despite the distance.


July 3rd is a big day in the family so we had a celebratory dinner out.  We celebrated 11 years of marriage for Mark and Steph.  I hate that I didn’t know them when they got married!  I would have loved to be there.


And Millie’s birthday!  I believe it was your 29th, right, Mil?IMG_5258

The Fourth wasn’t beach weather (insert sad faces here).  But Uncle Scott still got some good ol’ fashioned American football time in with Liam.   IMG_5275

Liam picked up the football after breakfast and said, “Who wants to play football with me?”  I think Scott walked away from me mid-sentence.


He’s not even four years old! Look at him go.  Scott was so proud he nearly burst.IMG_5269

We spent the afternoon at the track.  It’s outside, you can bring your own food/drink and the kids can run around.  I highly recommend it.


Winning ticket, y’all!


We ended the weekend with a huge cookout.  There was limbo, a pinata and a dance party.  IMG_5316


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And my favorite – SPARKLERS!  Most of the kids were in bed so I asked the adults to humor me.  While I was spinning and dancing, I turned around to see this.  A line of people standing.  Just standing!  IMG_5356

Oh well.  Not everyone can have my flair! 🙂

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A big thank you to our family for making the trek to Jersey and making our Fourth festive!



I hope everyone had quite the happy Easter.  Ours was full of family, jelly beans, good conversations, a great church service and eggs (dying, rolling, throwing, hunting). We spent the weekend in PA at Scott’s brother’s home.  Their church held multiple Easter services all weekend.  We went to church on Saturday afternoon and it was crazy convenient!

We went out for a family dinner after church in our Easter best.

IMG_4317IMG_4321Would you just look at Scott’s jacket?  He’s getting ready for the country club, it seems.


IMG_4329Dying Easter eggs is a must with littles around.

IMG_4335It’s always fun spending holidays with the little ones.  For one thing, Uncle Scott gets to help them get ready for bed.  And picks Santa pjs for Easter.



But you also get to be a part of the magic.  Where did those bunny tracks come from!?


CANDY!  IMG_4348

Little Man takes after his aunt Rebecca’s love of gummy anything.IMG_4355

And Little Miss obviously inherited the sparkle gene.IMG_4349

Easter egg hunt!  We asked Avery how tall the Easter Bunny is.  She guessed 9 feet.  But it looks like he’s about Uncle Scott’s height…IMG_4362

This is the next big thing in strength training, I’m sure of it.IMG_4380

Who needs Cross Fit?



So I’m pretty sure that Steph and I did the lion’s share of the cooking.  And yet, look who gets the glory.  Obviously kidding.  The family was very appreciative.IMG_4367

After a delicious brunch, the games began.IMG_4368

The Easter egg roll was my contribution.  Here I am facing off against the reigning champion.  My mother-in-law.  IMG_4382

She won our round.  IMG_4386IMG_4384

And the ultimate winner?  Mark, for the win!IMG_4389

Well.  The next game was an egg toss.  With raw eggs. Partnered with your spouse.  We did two rounds and Scott asked for a new partner after our first round.  #truelove. IMG_4394

Needless to say, we did not go far and I had yolk on my hands.  Or I did not throw far enough and Scott’s new shoes almost bit the dust.  The wind was against me!

But look at that form!  My sister-in-law and her sister started talking about their days playing softball.  To which I say, pffft.  I’ll challenge you to a ballet duel any day. IMG_4393

Your Hair Looks Like an Easter Egg!

That quote has nothing to do with anything, besides Easter.  I just love Grease.

Since we have a rather early Easter this year, I took a look back at our first Easter in our house.  I never shared anything here about the first big holiday we hosted for MY side of the family at the house.  It was a really nice weekend with my parents, my sister, her boyfriend and some Fitzgeralds and friends peppered in for good measure.

First off, food.  There was much and it was good.  My sister’s favorite blueberry muffins are always a hit.  They are super time-intensive but oh, so worth it.



We had to get fresh bagels for our NJ visitors.  We tried a new place and I’m a fan of the proximity to our house and the fact that the gentlemen behind the counter gave me a 13th bagel for luck (Baker’s dozen? Yes, please.).

Barefoot Contessa Greek Panzanella. You must do this, immediately.Easter20

I loved having the whole family in the house. We are always very low key when we are together and this weekend was no different.  The boys golfed, the women lunched, shopped and walked on the beach.


Our lunch view.


Have I mentioned I love where we live?


When the boys returned, much more sunburned than when they left, we grilled and played games.  Every time we have a full house, I feel so blessed that we have this house that fits our family comfortably and that we are able to host.


My family is big on games and we brought our friends in on the tradition.  Heads Up is our new favorite, mixed in with old favorites like Cranium.


We also dyed eggs.  It’s an Easter tradition!Easter18

I don’t think Justin was ready for the intensity of dying eggs with the Burtch family.



And then we satisfied man’s desire to build things and burn things.  We now have a make shift fire pit as a place holder until we can get a real one.Easter17

On Easter Sunday we went to church and then had to get down to business.  The business of football.Easter14


And my preferred business.  Cooking.Easter13

Our feast included ham, Ms. Leslie’s green beans and “Rebecca’s potatoes” (and lots of bread, of course).  You know you’ve made it in our family if you have a side dish named after you.


And then. You must know about this.  The Annual Easter Egg Roll.  It’s a tradition in my family since before I was born.  Basically, you choose your best, most favorite hard-boiled, dyed Easter egg.  This should be done during the egg dying process.  Mine is always a shocking shade of pink.


Then, you pair up, oldest against youngest, get down on the floor and roll your eggs across the floor at each other.  The goal is for them to crash into each other.  Only one will break!  I promise! Try it, you won’t be disappointed.Easter8

The winner from each round advances to the next round, and so on and so on.Easter6

There will be losers.

And one ultimate winner.  Bragging rights included.Easter9Happy Easter, everyone!

Going Out With a Bang

Last day of the Fitzgerald visit posts!  There were just too many photos to cram it all into one, or even two. We ended our time together with dinner out at Scott and my new favorite place, Eventide. ry=400-2We got Grammy out with her grandkids and great-grandkids which was such a special treat for everyone.  232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv42477=6-2667-;;8;9253ot1lsi It was a beautiful night out on the marina.10429329_10100544361172883_7762883444625750828_n The cousins played from start to finish. It was fun watching the big kids take care of the little ones, mostly Owen.  Amazing outfit on little O, no? (Ok, yes, I did buy it for him.)ry=400-1 By the time my kids roll around I’ll have so many great baby sitters! ry=400 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv8448=ot>2477=6-2667--;4-;253ot1lsi 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv75;9=ot>2477=6-2667-;7726253ot1lsi After dinner we went to the other side of the restaurant where there’s a bit of a Red Neck Jersey Shore Yacht Club situation. photo 3-15 We danced, sang and played along with the band.232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv4-5;=ot>2477=6-2667-;7744253ot1lsi We were sad Dan couldn’t be with us that weekend, but were glad Jess and Owen came. 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv3992477=6-2667-;775;253ot1lsiLove. 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv;--2477=6-2667-;7747253ot1lsi A good picture of the Fitz’s! Hooray!232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv3688=ot>2477=6-2667-;7749253ot1lsi Those are some good-looking siblings.232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv;884=ot>2477=6-2667-;775-253ot1lsiAnd the outlaws.  🙂 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv935-=ot>2477=6-2667-;773<253ot1lsi The kids had a blast.ry=400-4 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv3;4;=ot>2477=6-2667-;7738253ot1lsi ry=400-3 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv8-52477=6-2667-;774<253ot1lsi 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv987>nu=3386>5;;>-63>WSNRCG=3576;-8664344nu0mrj I may have found a kindred spirit in Avery.  Sparkly, princess-loving and yes, stubborn at times.  We had a grand old time. 232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv-;28=ot>2477=6-2667-;7766253ot1lsi Aunt Jess and I showed her how dance parties makes everything better.   232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv892>nu=3386>5;;>-63>WSNRCG=3576;-8676344nu0mrj I think it worked. 🙂232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv-853=ot>2477=6-2667--959<253ot1lsiThere were fireworks to cap off the night and the kiddos got front row seats.photo 1-14 photo 3-13 Not to be too sappy or paint too rosy of a picture {because we are so far from perfect}…but I think it was a great end to a great weekend for the family.  As a group we tried new things, new places, and new activities in a place we already know and love.  We created some great memories and hopefully started a tradition or two.   photo 5-9 Good job, babe. Year one of Fun at Uncle Scott and Aunt Rebecca’s accomplished!232323232fp83232>uqcshlukaxroqdfv757>nu=3386>5;;>-63>WSNRCG=3576;-<7<-344nu0mrj

Summer Family Fun

We had an epic, all-encompassing, wonderful, exhausting, full-of-summer weekend.  Last weekend.  I sat at home and ate popsicles this weekend.  Please.  We kicked off with a 21 person cookout.  We had everyone there:  in-town family, out-of-town family and friends-that-are-family.

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Twenty one people is definitely the most I’ve ever hosted.  Lucky for me, I had helpers.  One even made a delicious concoction straight from my Pinterest board…you know, to keep my strength up.

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Please do yourself a favor and try Champagne Prosecco Margaritas.  My two favorite things in one sugar rimmed glass.  Also, I was reminded again that I do “have a brand” as Scott says.  I received no less than three hostess gifts of bottles of Prosecco. 🙂  And one bottle of Williams-Sonoma Margarita mix.  Happy Hostess!photo 2-18

We learned that our house is kid-friendly.  A mom actually told me that, so hooray!  photo 3-17Scott was pleased to see that kids could play in our backyard which is much narrower than our front yard.  photo 4-13

So many children!  photo 2-15 And all of them wonderful.photo 4-16 photo 5-11

I’m not going to lie, I was a bit of a whirlwind rushing around.  But it made me so happy to see everyone at our house.photo 5-8

There were fireflies, popsicles, and playing with cousins.

Popsiclephoto 3-8There were adults acting like kids.  The boys raced in our street.  Scott smoked ’em.  Just sayin’.  He’s the blur in the blue.photo 5-4 And best of all, we had a late night dance party.  To Michael Jackson, who else?photo 2-11


Our cousin, Jeff, taught the kids the Michael Jackson kick.   It was epic and wonderful and I may have joined in.

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Be still my heart. photo 3-9