attack of the nap monster

I get tired in the middle of the day. It's tough because once I'm out, I'm OUT. For around 3 hours. Consequently, I have a difficult time falling asleep the same night. And of course it only seems to happen on nights when I have to work in the morning the next day...

My appetite has picked up steam. I seem to be able to eat whenever the idea strikes, or the opportunity presents itself. I kind of wish people would quit putting sugary shit in front of me and telling me it's "okay because you're pregnant." Actually, quite the opposite is true! Sugar does very little for anyone's health, especially pregnant women. I've had a few cravings for ice cream but mostly I've kept my sweet tooth satisfied with fruit. Fruit and I have rekindled our long-lost friendship. Only drawback is that it can be hard to find really good fruit that isn't insanely expensive.

I am impatient to move into the 2-bedroom house we signed a lease on. John has all of his worldly possessions packed into my apartment and it's a little cramped, not to mention even more cluttered than usual. It's been hard for me to get motivated to sort through my stuff but he's right: it is something I should start doing now so we're not under all kinds of pressure when it comes time to make the move.

Mom asked if I had felt any kicks or flutters yet today. It's hard to know what's a flutter and what's just gas! I have thought a couple of times that it was definitely the baby and then moments later have been pretty sure it was the other... I am excited and at the same time a little bit spooked by the idea of feeling the baby move inside me. I suppose once I can feel it moving it's just that much more real.