All about my life with my soul mate, my 8- going on 18 year old daughter, my oh- so- happy 1 year old son, and our 'tripawd' dog, Abel.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
And so it begins...
So, at about 4 o'clock this morning, I woke up to this guy going crazy kicking me- and he wouldn't stop. I finally got up about 4:45 to empty my bladder and try to give him a little more room to move around, but that just didn't help at all. By 6, My tummy was hurting- it didn't take me long to realize I was absolutely starving!! As soon as I got Ashlyn and Daniel off at 6:45, I fixed myself a nice breakfast and completely inhaled it. I felt so much better, and Kittrell even calmed down. I guess now is the start of 'midnight snacks', or in my case, 4 a.m. snacks... or whenever I wake up in the middle of the night with a hungry tummy and kicking baby. After my breakfast, needless to say I laid down on my couch and crashed for about an hour to catch up from last night. I think I'm finally back on track. So I'm going to be back to eating and no sleeping- I was hoping only Ashlyn did that to me, not Kittrell, too!