27 Weeks

Keeping it real this week. Last night my nose started to run ... okay it started to sprint, so of course when I woke up this morning at 4:40am to my alarm that shouts, "Mom! Mom! Mom!" at increasing volume, I had quite the headache and sore throat. After fifteen minute intervals of sleep once the alarm joined us in bed, Chris declared that I go downstairs, lay on the couch and do nothing. 

Sooooo I haven't changed out of the comfiest things that were clean and semi-presentable to go outside when Chris asked me to join him as just a spectator while he watered the plants. And I'm probably not going to change! Which means I am presenting you with my 27 weeks baby bump flannel-no-makeup-keeping-it-real photos.

I have the dreaded date with that drink of sugar with a side of fake citrus this week. I do feel better going into it than I did when I was pregnant with Ryan. With Ryan, I would feel a bit jittery after eating sweets, but with this baby, I don't. I just don't like sweets as much as when I'm not carrying a baby around. You better have your teeny fingers crossed that I pass, Baby!