It's 3am and I must be...

Pregnancy. I love it. I love when Brad talks to my tummy. I love waking up and admiring how much the little bun is growing. I love being able to eat watermelon all day. I love how I feel right now, especially after making it past the first trimester! I hate complaining about anything, but here is just one thing...it's stinky waking up at 2 or 3, having to go pee...making my mad dash to the bathroom and then stumble back into bed and...nothing. Laying there wide-eyed and completely awake, with no hope of falling back into dreamland. 2 hours will pass before I can get tired again. I'm finding though, that this seems to be when my mind is most creative! So that's cool. I can come up with cool names for my dream business, my babies middle name, floorplans for the baby room, and maternity clothing that I want to design someday. This morning, unlike the last few mornings, I never was able to go back to sleep. I felt a little mad honestly. I knew that I would be a "boob" today if I didn't get my sleep. I feel silly now though, because I should probably get used to this. As soon as baby is here, I won't get the beauty sleep that I'm used to. I need to get over it and use this time "wisely". Maybe I could do some baking! Or try to sew something...

 Here is Mahli before Brad and I walked out the door for church this morning

  The room was STACKED with sheet music. She found one little spot in the center and made it hers!