I feel like my posts as of late have had little to no cohesiveness. I'm just tired people. My brain is sorta lagging for sure. I find it really hard to maintain a thought. I feel like I really have no excuse too. I hear about how people who are pregnant waking up 5-6 times a night to go to the bathroom but I totally don't. I've got my water drinking down to a science. I drink about 3 Nalgenes a day and pee all the live long day...at least every hour. Once I get home though I have a glass of water with dinner and that's it. I go to bed between 10 and 11pm...go to the bathroom right before I hit the hay. I get up once at about 2 or 3am and then again about 6-7am which is when I wake up on week days for work anyways. Boo yah. So NOW you know my urinating habits....you're welcome. :)
Anyways, I told you all of that to let you know that I get plenty of sleep every night and really have no excuse when it comes to being tired. So there.
I just received my Timbuk2/diaper bag. I went with the grey herringbone. I seriously LOVE it. They also randomly had a 20% off sale that I happened to run into. Oh yay! Very exciting. :) I love getting something you were already planning on buying at an even cheaper price.
We also have a shipment of Bumgenius diapers coming. This will complete our diaper needs. My parents bought most of our stash which was amazing. On cottonbabies.com they have a deal where you get 6 diapers for like $86...free shipping and no tax. Yes! That's like just over $14/diaper. Good deal. It seems...at least right now...that Jason will prefer using the pocket diapers. Since he will have the little guy 2/days a week I want to make it as easy for him as possible.
And this concludes my random, rambling post.
Oh wait, one more thing. So yesterday I woke up...like every morning :). Every morning though I lie in bed until I feel the little tyke give me a couple of kicks. He does this without.fail.every.morning. This particular morning though...nothing. I rolled from side to side, rubbed my belly, pushed on my belly...did everything that usually makes him move. NOTHING! So I got up, took a shower, continued to try to make him move...nothing. Then I started to sorta freak out. Your mind just goes crazy. "What's wrong? He always moves? Why isn't he moving? Is he okay? Oh my gosh I can't breath." You know, that type of thing. No big deal. Ugh. Then as I'm drying off he kicks me a couple of times. Thank you Lord. Wow. Then I feel totally dumb, realize how little faith I have and yeah. I explain all this to Jason after my shower and he looks at me and says, "Leave my little guy alone, he's just trying to get some sleep." Sheesh. No sympathy. I think HE should carry this baby around and be aware of his every move/or lack of for a while. See how it works out for HIM! :) hahaha. And that's the lastest.
Now I'm really done.
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