I just want to complain about being pregnant for a sec, but I know how obnoxious that is so here are some pictures of Eleanor doing stuff to make up for it.
I'm at that stage of pregnancy where I spend most of my awake-in-bed time thinking about positions I'd be more comfortable it.
I'm at that stage of pregnancy where I can really only lie in two positions
and one of those is on my back, which the internet keeps telling me not to do
and one of those is on my side with an army of pillows, all of which I have to bring with me when I want to flip to the other side.
I also have to slide a hand under my stomach and flip myself, like a pancake.
Boots, you guys. BOOOOOOTS. Mine are murder to get off and on, but it snowed today, so boots for a while.
In short, I am uncomfortable in the way that you can only be uncomfortable when you know that you're going to continue to be, NAY, to become MORE UNCOMFORTABLE STILL, for another seven weeks. And that after that, you will be uncomfortable in other ways and also have this baby that never sleeps.
Good thing my kid is pretty alright.