Good Luck Rub.

After speaking with my sister Venessa yesterday, she told me the most hilarious story about her recent interactions with perfect strangers and their obsession with rubbing her belly. I wondered at what point in this world when it became ok to walk up to a stranger, touch their stomach and ask them to grant you good luck? Where the hell did this come from and how can it stop?

If you haven't guessed by now she's fo shiz up the spat. (aka pregnant) What an exciting time for her and Trey! I suppose it's an exciting time for everybody! Especially me. This will be my FIRST niece or nephew. I'm pretty confident they'll both be great parents.

But now for purely selfish reasons, I get to totally shop for her and her rubby belly! These photos are from the maternity line HATCH , I recently found it on Joanna Goddard's lifestyle blog A Cup of JO.
Aren't they gorgeous? They aren't as affordable as I'd like them to be but, no matter hunting throughout thrift stores has been a bit of a treat. I haven't yet to find anything buy-able or cute enough for that matter, but that doesn't mean it hasn't been fun.

Can't wait to meet him or her!

Gracias a las Tias!