Thursday, October 18, 2012

As we end the second trimester...

Here it comes, the puffy, planet like feeling of the third trimester. I officially miss my clothes, my waist, my high heels, and my sense of grace.

There will not be enough pillows in the world to keep me comfortable at night.

1 comment:

  1. The snoogle and another body pillow are the only way I made it through the night. Doesn't leave much room for husband on the bed, but sacrifices must be made, and his space to move while sleeping is a valid one that I could live with. :)