If I'm not getting kicked in the ribs (although I secretly love when she kicks), I'm getting punched in the bladder, or my whole stomach is shaking every 2 seconds because my poor baby always has the hiccups. God I just want some sleep, and some corn and Nutella and Doritos and a nice big glass of milk. Not to mention I have to pee every 10 minutes. Sigh, at least when she's here I will have a much cuter reason for this whole "no sleep" thing.













