Mood Swings

My mood depends on how I feel...or depends on those pregnancy hormones. Some days I'm like:

Other days like:

Men and Pregnancy Advice

My reaction when a man tries to give me advice about remedies for pregnancy sickness:

Bye Guys

When I don't feel good and I'm at someone's house:

Those Things Hurt

All day trying to breathe and say prayers during those braxton hicks contractions like:

Body Pillow

When I have to adjust my body pillow a billion times all throughout the night:

Snacks vs. Kids

Whenever I get my pregnancy snacks and drinks out, I feel like all my nieces and siblings attack me like:

Bed, Sweet Bed

After staying with and watching my siblings all week, when we finally got home, I greeted my bed like:

Costumes vs. Pregnancy Reality

When I think about what costume I want to wear this year, I imagine myself looking cute like:

But realize I'll probably just be sick, fat, and grumpy and look like:

Back Pain

Whenever my husband offers to give me a back massage, my reaction is ALWAYS like:

Lazy and Comfortable

Whenever I finally get comfortable and don't want to move:

Wake Up Call

How I think I react when someone wakes me up:

How I actually react:

I Don't Care How Sick I Feel, I'M GONE!

When a GIANT spider crawls on my bed, I'm like:

Unacceptable Food

When my husband brings me food and it's not quite right, my reaction is like:

Getting Attention

When my husband is trying to get my attention and I'm trying to sleep, how he thinks it's like:

How I think it's like:

Long Walks

After taking a long walk with a friend, when it was finally time for bed, I was like:

Waitin' in the Car

When my husband goes into the store and I stay behind, how I think I look:

How I actually look:

Car Rides

My husband tells me that when I'm pregnant, I'm much more sensitive about driving in a car. He says my reaction to driving when I'm not pregnant is like:

And my reaction to driving when I am pregnant is like:

Dinner?

Whenever anyone calls me for dinner and I get all situated at the table and no one makes a move to start dinner.

My reaction is like:

Husband's Food

Whenever my husband is trying to eat his food and I come into the room, his reaction is like:

First Trimester Wardrobe

During the first trimester, there's this awkward stage of looking more fat than pregnant and typically my reaction to every outfit I try on is like:

Cooling Off

Pretty much how I spent my summer 2014 during the heat wave with no A/C: