Farewell Sweet Sleep!

Every day Ryan and I wake up we relish the beauty of not waking up to a crying baby at night. However, it is a well-known secret that the last months in pregnancy are horrible for sleeping anyways. Both pregnancies I have written the sleepless nights off to preparing me for my three-hour wake up call from a newborn.

Unfortunately, even tossing and turning at night is no easy feat. Lugging my huge belly over to the other side takes so much effort I actually have to wake up every single time to do it! Because of this, I find myself in some pretty odd positions throughout the night. I decided to spare you the scary image of me tossing and turning in my pajamas and sleepless-prego face, by finding a much cuter model to illustrate my sleeping habits as of late.

I can pretty much only sleep on my side. So, when one side goes numb or achey from the weight of the baby, I do the belly-lug.

Passing out from exhaustion, this is a mid-crawl crash. Running and crawling around the crib until you just pass out right in the middle of all the activity! (This one's pretty cute. You can hear Josiah crawling and loudly babbling "bla-bla-ya-da-yev-ow" and then, abrupt silence. You think he's just paused in his babble, but a quick peek confirms that he's fallen asleep right in the middle of his "sentence.")

Feet, arms, blankets, they never seem to stay in place, there's always something hanging over the side of the bed!

Sometimes it's just too hot! My thermostat runs pretty warm these days so sleeping with the blanket bundled up underneath seems to help.

Other times you just want to escape the world and nestle in your own little cave of coziness.

You can always tell you've been having some fun times when you pass out in your dirty clothes and you don't even care!