+ Friday +
I had more crazy dreams last night. I remembered them vividly when I woke up, but of course they're gone now. I also had more cramping last night, but that was my own darned fault. Last evening I got carried away cleaning and by the time I was done, my stomach and back were killing me. You didn't move a lot either, but you definitely moved a lot this morning to let me know you're okay. Sorry for the stress yesterday. I promise not to do that again for a while. Tomorrow we're going to go see your Great-Grandma Doris for a BBQ at her house, along with your Grandpa Dan, lots of great-aunts/uncles, second cousins (I think?), etc. A lot of your daddy's cousins are a little younger than us, and they're quite religious. They married young and had babies young, and they've been after us for quite a while to have babies too. Just so you know, never pressure someone else to do what you're doing just because you're happy with your choices! Daddy and I wanted some time to ourselves first, and then getting pregnant with you was no piece of cake. It was very hard to hear them pressuring us when we were already trying and not having success. Anyway, I'm sure there will be WAY too many tummy rubs and oohs and aahs going on tomorrow over us. So get ready for stranger danger! Oh, well! Next week is a short week, thankfully, as we're all going to Las Vegas on Friday. Your first trip to Vegas. I'm going to try to sneak away to the Aladdin for their prenatal massage in the Elemis Spa. It sounds so heavenly.