I survived to blog another day. After almost cracking and demanding Chipotle and ice cream, Brett saved the day by making the yummiest chicken sandwich EVER last night, and my cravings were squished. I won't go into detail because I'm sure y'all are like, great not another food post. So I'll be brief b/c this helps keep me somewhat accountable.
Grilled chicken greek salad with low fat feta, cucumbers, olive oil & vinegar dressing
Grilled chicken sandwich with turkey bacon, low fat cheese, honey mustard
The nastiest oatmeal known to man. Aka steel cut oats. Never again.
Back to Official Baby Watch 2013, which is why you're really reading this right? THREE WEEKS exactly from today. Feels like a lifetime. I haven't left the house in 2 going on 3 days. You should see my hair. I'm so uncomfortable and can barely move so I've just made myself (sorta) useful around the house. I'm thinking a much needed fro-yo date is in my near future. Also, I'm waking up about every 2 or 3 hours at night because a) bladder at 9 months is torture and b) I just can't sleep. I'm hoping this will somewhat mentally prepare me for when Cash is here? I've been realizing no matter how much you plan how things are going to go in your head or how many books you read, you won't really know until he is here. And so I've been trying to relax and be not-as-worried these last few weeks. I'm also planning on getting a much needed mani/pedi this weekend, because they are almost as bad as my unwashed hair.