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.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
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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. :)
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