baby kicks a bajillion times each hour. sometimes they’re sweet kicks, sometimes they really really hurt. i still love them either way.
going over baby names with my husband each night before bed or emailing each other random ones through out the day is our new favorite thing to do.
finding a comfortable sleeping position at night has become nearly impossible… so i don’t sleep. which isn’t good for me or anyone who has to spend time with me.
i cry a lot more these days. stress has slowly crept back into my life.
also, my bladder is now the size of a peanut.
but just so you know, i don’t think i’ve ever been happier. and i think it’s safe to say josh is happier than ever, too. he tells me so often… and even if he hadn’t said a thing, i see it all over his face. there is no hiding it.
we were out in alexandria saturday evening on a little date and one of us had a craving for a donut (i can’t seem to remember who it was, but does it matter?) so we found ourselves at good ol’ krispy kreme where they make the donuts fresh and hot and all festive for the holidays. (we picked up a couple dozen so we’d have treats for a youth event at church the following morning, so no, we didn’t eat all of them. although i probably could have. baby likes sugar just as much as mama does. still shocked i passed that glucose test at the hospital the other week.)