For all you dog-lovers...

Where does your dog sleep? (vote to the right) Shelby has always slept in her crate... but she wants so badly to sleep in our bed. We've let her try it maybe a handful of times, but she's only content for a few hours and then she inevitably starts whining and wants to go back to her bed in the middle of the night. I don't mind her sleeping with us, but Mike hates it. He's the strict one on keeping her out. And it's probably for the best, especially with the baby coming... but she definitely loves to cuddle with me and if it weren't for him, I'm too much of a softie and I'd surely let her stay. Just curious what everyone else does...

Will we ever meet again?

My old friend, sleep, seems to have disappeared... and I have a feeling it will be a long time before we meet again. My first trimester seems so long ago when all it seemed I could do was sleep. I'd go home everyday and take a nap at lunchtime. Then, when I got off work, I'd catch another nap before dinner and would usually call it a night by 9:30-10:00.

But now... now I guess the "nesting" stage has set in and I'm constantly thinking of things I need to do. Lunchtime naps are a thing of the past... and getting to bed by midnight is quite an accomplishment. Not like it matters anyway... because once I'm in bed, the real battle begins. Flipping from one side to the other, wrestling with the pillows that are supposed to support my back & belly, but become quite a nuisance when I try to switch sides, and waking up every hour because my hips, back, arms, belly...everything aches. Every once in a while I find myself on my back, which is still comfortable, but the peace doesn't last long because I quickly remember that while I may be comfortable, I'm likely decreasing circulation for both me and baby and making myself prone to end up with worse back pain & fun things like hemorrhoids. So it's back to my side. And just as I drift off to sleep... I realize I need to pee. Up again.

I guess they say it's preparing me for the sleepless nights with a newborn... but really, won't they come soon enough? Can't I just enjoy these last couple of months? Guess not. So if you see me, please forgive the bags under my eyes and my seemingly lack of concentration or enthusiasm. I'm feeling fine... just missing my old friend.