Lots and lots of house~ma, sj. And a pox on your present landlady and all her works, but not until after you're safely out and settled somewhere else.
Jess, I'm'a guess coffee and kicking. At least I hope so, because I remember the late-pregnancy return to coffee with such blinding joy.
He's very sprawly and fidgety, like both his parents, which means I frequently have the pleasure of being head-butted in the bladder and kicked in the ribs at the same time.
Oof. Matilda used to do handstands, which left me kind of gaspy.
Be forewarned: You think he's sprawly now? Wait till he's out. If he ends up ever sleeping in your bed at any point, don't be surprised to find that sleeping babies are a lot like sleeping cats. It's incredible how such a tiny thing can manage to take up so much space and crowd the full-sized mammals right off the bed.
Jessica! Sexy, whoa!
Please tell me that Emmett was wearing hearing protection. I always worry about young ears getting damaged.
Word. Tinnitus is
not fun.
Earplugs are your friends.
Be forewarned: You think he's sprawly now? Wait till he's out. If he ends up ever sleeping in your bed at any point, don't be surprised to find that sleeping babies are a lot like sleeping cats. It's incredible how such a tiny thing can manage to take up so much space and crowd the full-sized mammals right off the bed.
This is so true.
Mallory used to hit me so hard in the ribs it would knock me off balance. Now he does that to people's legs. He may be one of the only children who knows "TACKLEHUG!!!" as one of his first 50 words.
LOVE your hair, Jess.
Eep! I leave in like 36 hours.
Be forewarned: You think he's sprawly now? Wait till he's out. If he ends up ever sleeping in your bed at any point, don't be surprised to find that sleeping babies are a lot like sleeping cats. It's incredible how such a tiny thing can manage to take up so much space and crowd the full-sized mammals right off the bed.
Word.
Lillian's TINY.
She takes up SO MUCH bed. And she FLAILS. And can't STAND having her feet under the covers, so she'll contort until they are out.
You should sleep with my husband, because I
like
having my feet covered, but he always manages to untuck the whole sheet from the foot of the bed.
I don't know how people exist with only one set of sheets/blankets on the bed. In the first week we were sharing a bed, Hubby and I decided to have His blankets and Her blankets on the bed at the same time.
ugh. I feel like a jackass. I'd emailed my professor twice yesterday-one question trying to clarify something she'd said, formatting-wise, about the lit review we're doing... the second question was a format/style question. The first email was answered in her typical non-helpful style (me: what do you mean by centered? her: centered is centered. I can explain how this question actually wasn't as dumb as it sounds if necessary) The second one said, You need to consult the APA Manual, really.
And... I just feel very stupid and yelled at.
When my cat was a kitten, he'd attack my feet whenever they were uncovered. He hasn't done it in a while, but I still cover then out of fear of them being attacked when I'm almost asleep.
I have tried to convince DH to do that, I like having my feet out, if I want and he is either all or nothing when it comes to the blankets/sheets.
Both my kids were propellers in bed when they were little. During softball season K-Bug and I would share a bed and somehow it worked. Not sure how...but neither of us ended up on the hotel floor.
