Baby, you so crazy.

You really are. You're incredibly picky some days. Before you came into my life I would rule the grocery shopping experience by telling Daddy that "no, we can't get white bread! it's so bad for you...whole grain wheat only!" and "no, don't get this kind of juice, it's got high fructose corn syrup...buy this fancy organic kind instead." and many other things along those lines. Then I got pregnant with you and I swear you made me have the same stomach as your Daddy. I only wanted to eat the things less nutritious for you..and I could never say no to a sugary snack. I've eaten so much sugar with you i swear you may come out with a glaze of pure sugar! Mmm, delicious!!

Now that i've been feeling better all around i've reaquired my taste for healthier options, but there are still some things that gross me out. That makes me sad. Oh well, it won't be long before I become the whole grain-only, high fructose corn syrup-free, artificial sweetener-free nazi again.

Also, I wish you would stop waking me up really early because you're hungry. You're going to do this enough once you're born, and since you're not born right now you being hungry means i'm hungry. Which means I have to feed myself, and when mommy is really tired from not being comfortable enough to sleep, she really has no desire to search the kitchen frantically, in the dark, to find something satisfying and easy just so she can go back to sleep.

Mommy also doesn't appreciate you kicking her when she lays on her stomach. This is the only way mommy can really get comfortable and when she can't even lay that way because you don't want her to, she gets very angry and frustrated because she's just so tired and wants to rest.

Well, alright baby...This is really all I wanted to say. When Daddy gets home we're probably going to talk about what we're going to name you, for the millionth time.

Love you.