This evening in short form: appetizers + big meal + chocolate cake + pregnant = BEACHED WHALE. Holy moly. “Stuffed” doesn’t even begin to describe it. I crawled into bed afterwards, watched TV and basically rolled from side to side for a couple of hours trying to take off some pressure. I knew ordering that cake was a bad idea… but I couldn’t resist. Chocolate cake. Siiiggghhhhh.

Devin has spent today making up for yesterday. He’s been squirming and kicking all day long, and I for one am thrilled. Even though it kind of hurts sometimes. Thank you, kid!! Good boy, good boy. I guess yesterday was just a sleep day for him. Maybe a growth spurt. Who knows. Maybe he was just sleepy like mama. (I hope he likes his sleep after he comes out. I sure do.)

Speaking of sleep… I really need to get some of that. I’m going to try, even though Devin might make it a little tricky, with his current acrobatics and all.