This pregnancy heartburn is going to do me in.
That's what I get for eating candy corn. .... which I felt really guilty about eating while watching a guy on The X Factor that lost like 400 pounds.
Erg. Candy corn.
Freya was up for a bit around 3 a.m., but since she's sick she has been granted temporary amnesty. (Plus, she's just so cuddly.)
I'm going over to my parents' ridiculously early tomorrow morning to help them set up for their garage sale. It's their subdivision's annual sale ... which means all we have to do throw stuff out on the driveway and drink coffee while the people come to us in droves. My parents went through their entire house over the summer and de-cluttered every room. So proud. It wasn't like an episode of hoarders, but there were things that just needed to go. Like the 47 Christmas tins. Who has time to bake and fill all of those? She'd have to open up a bakery.
I better get my beauty sleep.
- I'm a work in progress. I'm a mom to two, soon to be three, awesome kids that have taught me things I didn't know I needed to learn. I'm married to a kind and handsome man that I genuinely love to be with. I like to be around interesting people and enjoy learning from others. I'm quirky, energetic, have a glass that's usually half full (of wine) and am spontaneous when it fits into my plans. My life is much slower than it once was and even though I sometimes miss the old days, I never take these new days for granted. So, I've given up alot of things in order to give more of myself to my family ... and they better appreciate it. I mean, I expect nothing in return for my selfless love.