For those of us who live on the east coast we are supposed to get a doozy of a snowstorm this weekend. Some places, up to two feet. Thank God I don't have to go anywhere, and that all I have to do is just lay in bed and be all coozy.
And yay for no shoveling.
I really do no like the snow. I prefer thunderstorms.
Wow, as you can see I am kind of rambling. The past few days baby boo (and other things) have come to the conclusion that I shouldn't sleep. I feel like I'm a walking zombie, and I'm pretty sure that I look like it too. I can't nap...and I can't sleep at night. It seems that whenever I finally get comfortable, I either have to pee or I realize that I'm laying a little too much on my belly. It makes me for a very sleepy girl during the day and at night I'm usually so exhausted I can barely keep up with a conversation with Greg. Hopefully the calmness and peacefulness of the snow will somehow make me sleep a little better tonight.
Symptoms are the same as they have been. Except for one really awesome symptom. For the past few years I've had some problems with my TMJ. Mainly, I get a really bad pain in my lower right jaw that prevents me from opening my mouth more than 2 inches. Since in pregnancy your ligaments and tendons become looser, my jaw doesn't hurt nearly as much. Yes, if there is something that is too tough (like steak) or chewy (like anything that's chewy) my jaw will get tired. However, in general, it's been doing good.
Cravings are driving me crazy. And they can be so random. Like for Chicago style deep dish pizza, with any meat, and broccoli. And grapes. And chicken enchiladas. And chocolate chip cookies with walnuts. And gravy train. (No, it's not the dog food. It's a family recipe.)
Great, now I made myself hungry.
Well until later
~MommyToBee
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