She’s pacing the floors, dying to go bye-bye. Currently trying to put on her shoes. #shoppin
Kiddo is asleep in her bed at the foot of our bed. Took 1 1/2 hours of back rubbing, singing, snuggling etc, but finally Handsome Nick dismissed me and he sealed the deal. Please stay there. Please?
One of my good friends is pregnant! She’s about a month behind me. I’ve never had a pregnancy buddy besides friends from birthing class. I’m so damn excited. It’s their first, and they’re very like-minded to us. BFFs please.
I don’t remember my stomach being this uncomfortably full so early last time. And I know it’s typical to get bigger faster with each pregnancy, but I feel really big. Which is messing with my head. Will we become a party of 5? Does it take two to tango? Ya catch what I’m throwin’?
Handsome Nick and I had the afternoon to ourselves today! It was quite nice. Among other things, we went thrifting. And that’s the most hipster thing I’ve written all day! Love that guy.
Penelope has been saying something that sounds like “all day” or “oh ay.” Maybe she’s saying “ok?” She says it a lot though. Ugh, where’s her translator?
Bedtime is making me want to go Gallagher on a watermelon.
Raise your paw if you totally wanted to live in the Berenstain Bears house as a kid.
I feel like I was born to be a mommy <3
Nick and Penelope sat down to a dinner of Thanksgiving leftovers, which I ate late last night and then for breakfast. This time, the smell was a kick in the gut and I had to leave.
I got Arby’s (damn commercials!) and went to eat it in my car outside of a grocery store - I’m going to get ginger. I parked in front of the store next to it and saw a family I knew and moved my car. Pregnant lady indulging all alone in her car? No witnesses, please. She has five kids so I’m sure she’s done it many times, but still.
My mom gave me sea bands today so hopefully they’ll help with this damn nausea. Maybe it’s a boy this time? My belly kinda popped today - I seriously couldn’t hide this pregnancy if I tried. So very thankful to be pregnant, wish I’d stop complaining because it’s probably not going to get more comfortable.
*sneezes food into hand, eats it*
I don’t understand people who partake. None of it seems fun to me. Long lines? Late night/early morning? Cold? People? Aw hell no. I love a good deal but I don’t think any deal is worth that kind of experience. I know, I know, total party pooper. But I honestly think this is a dumb fad that needs to die.