...that I ate 2,000 calories worth of Nutella. In two and a half days.
...that I've done a terrible job at feeding Noah a good breakfast this week.
...that I had a pregnancy scare because breastfeeding hormones and postpartum periods are mean (not that pregnancy is scary or that I wouldn't be happy, I would just be utterly shocked!).
...that I let Noah eat food off the floor at home. It's usually pretty clean, I'm certainly not a germ freak, and a little bacteria is always good, right?
...that I miss having a big bathtub.
...that Michael and I used to go parking when we were teenagers, but would pick the dumbest, most obvious places.
...that I kind of wish I was little again so it would be acceptable to want to eat snow.
...that I once fell UP the stairs at a friend's house, while pregnant, and holding two glasses of water. Thankfully nobody saw me and the water made it out unspilled.
...that I refuse to wear cotton underwear, and any pair I wear has to have lace somewhere on it.
...that I was so close to killing my husband for accidentally hitting me in the face with a snowball on Wednesday night. Watch out, bud. I know where you sleep!
That's it for this week! We're celebrating my sister and Baby Ellie this weekend with a baby shower! Eleanor will be my first ever neice! She's due mid-April and I can't wait to be an aunt for the first time. We're also enjoying the leftover snow and beautiful mountain views here in Virginia.
What are you up to this weekend?