The four-month sleep regression snuck in through the back door last week. Two nights of no sleep for me and James was avoiding eye contact and backing away slowly any time I rage-stomped into a room. He's a smart man; his survival skills are on point.
Read MoreDear Nora: You haven't figure it out yet, but your Mama is sort of a hot mess. I wrote you a one-month letter and then I blinked and now it's today and you're four months old and all I have to show for it are 14 arm rolls (we count them almost daily) and four knee dimples and 47,823 photographs of you.
Read MoreAs of today, I'm officially 250 days pregnant. The end is in sight. The "practice labor" contractions are happening more and more regularly. I cannot. stop. eating. And I am never not ready to go to bed for the night. And yet... as far as trimesters go, I'm still going to have to say the third is my favorite
Read MoreBrace yourselves, folks. James and I are expecting a little mini-muffin of our very own.
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