In the last four months...

In the last four months;

• Our apartment has not once been as clean as it should be. 
• I have fallen asleep multiple times while my kids run all around me and our home. They occasionally stop by to hit me in the face and yell, “Mommy wake up”. 
• I literally let Russell have oreos for dinner one night. 
• I can count the acceptable dinners I have made on two hands.
• I have thrown up most every day. 
• I have started crying almost every time I listen to 'The Lion King' or 'Tangled' soundtrack, which is every day because they are constantly playing in my car. 
• I have also cried in most every movie I have seen. 
• I have made Mark get up with the kids almost every single morning while I go back to bed. 
• I have fallen asleep in Russell’s bed while putting him down a hundred times.
• I have done the worst hosting job for company I have ever done –I didn’t make them one meal, and remember the thing about not having a clean apartment,  it really was not clean.   
• I have not been able to accomplish the ordinary tasks I feel I should.  
• I have lost two phones.   
• I have been sick enough at night that while my kids are sleeping I have no choice but to lay flat on my back and read wonderful books. 
• I have been growing a human being inside my body people. 

I am sure everybody is already aware of this, but in case you haven’t had the pleasure of seeing my rapidly expanding belly, and my popped out belly button, you are now in the know.

Despite the above whining, the first few months have not been as bad as the last two pregnancies. I am so grateful for that.



Let the name battles between Mark and I commence.