The digital clock on my bedside table is registering at 3:28AM. I’ve been awake staring at the the little light peeking through the curtains on the wall for the past 45 minutes, after my usual night time bathroom break. The many perks of being pregnant, I tell you.

As if the baby knows that I’m up…he’s moving around ever so gently in my belly as if to say “I’m here with you Mommy! Now go feed me because I’m hungry!”

Call me crazee, call me insane, call me what you will but I’m one of those women who love to be pregnant! I know, Crazy with a capital C.

Bring on the swollen feet/hands, the excruciating migraines, the ever-expanding waistline, the triple X boobages (well, that’s what it feels like anyway!), skin darkening that prohibits any kind of sleeveless shirts, frequent trips to the bathrooms, not to mention “leakages” due to sneezing, laughing, or coughing, AND obscenely large hemorrhoid that requires daily “tucking”, I’ll take all of the above mentioned any day but you can keep the sciatica for yourself.

Tyler has been such a great helper around the house doing chores, etc…the past few weeks, that I decided he deserves a one-on-one date with Mommy. For his reward, we went to see “Night at the Museum” on Saturday afternoon.

As I mentioned here how I’m not a sucker fan of buying snacks at the movie theaters. You can purchase the same box of gummi bears or bigger for half the price at a convenient store. All you’d need is a big purse to sneak bring it into the theater, along with your water bottle (which is like $3 freaking 50 cents at the movies PER BOTTLE!) Hey, don’t roll your eyes at me, I bet some of you do the same thing too!!

To all my peeps who celebrate the Lunar New Year, may this year of the Golden Pig, bring you and your family health, happiness and prosperity!

According to this one source, “the pig is traditionally associated with wealth and good luck. … The golden pig returns only every 600 years and when it does it symbolizes an especially auspicious year. This is a good year to have babies!” So get going, have babies that is! What are you waiting for, the cut off is April folks (if I did my math correctly).

In prepping for the big game tonight, as we all know I’m the biggest fan biggest fair-weather fan, nothing says football grub more than a bucket of KFC, don’t forget the hot sauce. Which I’ve been craving for the past few weeks and finally able to get some today.

The hubbie was not exactly thrilled since the closest one to our house was about 25 minutes away (even if I was the one getting it!), his two cents was “do you really need it? You haven’t exactly been eating healthy with this pregnancy!”