This is probably one of the most unrestful nights I’ve had – although I’m sure more will follow that will make this one look pretty darn good in comparison. Today is the start of my 36th week of pregnancy. I went to bed at 10:30pm and then was awakened by discomfort and a full bladder… Continue reading Restless in Santa Ana
Because being 8 months pregnant and having crazy sniffles and watering eyes is not already enough to keep one awake at night, lets add the element of a toddler too. I shouldn’t complain, generally Celeste is a great sleeper. She’ll be asleep before 9:30pm and wakes up anywhere between 6:30a – 7:45am. Last night though… Continue reading Remembering the sleepless nights
I almost want to kick myself for using that analogy, but taking into consideration the time of day (10:43pm) I think it’s actually quite fitting. I had forgotten how difficult and uncomfortable the tail end of the third trimester can be. All things considered, I think I’m a bit smaller this time around then I… Continue reading I’ve swallowed a wrecking ball
That’s what our little growing baby feels like sometimes inside of me. I like to imagine that when I feel that popping popcorn sensation it’s her way of telling me that she’s hungry and needs food now, since meal time is about the time it tends to happen most. Then once I get some food in me… Continue reading The popcorn is popping
Purse Meets Diaper Bag 