A little more insomnia... I went to bed exhausted but am up again, thoughts of birth dancing in my head. I need to break out of this and find the silver lining again, I keep obsessing over the bad from birth #1. This time will be a whole different experience, new doctor, new hospital, better support, new baby...
Wow a whole bunch of babies wanted to get in on the March birthday's last minute huh?
I went on a walk with DS today and have decided walking is highly overrated.
Baby apparently decided to wedge a foot or elbow or something under my ribs, so I had a sharp pain there for most of the walk, like a stitch in my side, then my poor knees and ankles decided this is all just too much. Sigh. I've reached my heaviest weight ever and while I proudly jut out the huge tummy and huge boobs I still cringe when I knock something over with my ass daily (usually my poor DS who follows me around).