Babymoon Day 2

The second day of our babymoon was much, much more eventful than our first. I mean, we actually did things versus just driving, so it isn't really saying much, but it was a truly lovely day. We started by waking up way too early for breakfast (thanks Michael), and whining in bed a bit before getting ready for the day. The breakfast was actually my least favorite of the three we had at the B&B, but that isn't to say it wasn't still good, it was just really, really heavy. There was a poached pear with crème fraîche and a raspberry, followed by a sort of breakfast lasagna thing with an egg baked on top and sausage inside that came with a side salad (for breakfast?), and for dessert a rather hard cinnamon roll with a ton of frosting. There was just too much food for someone who is used to waking up and eating toast with jam, plus I hate eggs. Does anyone else hate eggs? I give all mine to Michael. It's probably why he loves me so much.

H&M BUTTONUP :: DEAR CREATURES DRESS VIA FANCY TREE HOUSE :: TARGET TIGHTS :: HOT KISS SHOES :: GLASSES C/O POLETTE :: KAT VON D EVERLASTING LIQUID LIPSTICK IN LOLITA II :: ICING BOW

After breakfast we spent a lot of time on the beach with Chai, then drove into Seaside and got some food, after which we had more Chai beach time, bought some good books, and, you guessed it, had more Chai beachy goodness. Our day two snapstory is below for your daily supply of pom-pom cuteness. 

I was really happy with our babymoon, not only because it meant uninterrupted time with my man, who is always working, but because it also let me dress up for a change. When I'm at home, I'm essentially trying to juggle three part time jobs at once (Old Navy, photography, and the blog), and I am constantly exhausted. Can I say four jobs? Does growing a baby count? Either way, I'm stressed and pretty much constantly unraveling. I cannot wait to go on maternity leave. If I can swing it, I won't be going back to work after...at Old Navy anyways. I would love to do photography full time, and I am busting my ass as much as possible to get there, but that in itself takes time that I often just don't have. Oh well. We carry on. These photos make me feel a little better about my usual attire of maternity jeans + sweater + scarf. I mean, pairing this top with this dress was truly a stroke of pre-pregnancy-brain-like genius.