It happens to me every time during the last few weeks of pregnancy:
Eyes pop open in the wee hours,
a mind racing with things I did the previous day,
and full of things I need to do.
What was it last night?
My brand new iron,
ironing board,
and spray bottle
that desperately need to be used.
Bedroom curtains ready to be ironed and hung?
Mountains of clean, folded laundry to put away?
Baby things to organize and prepare?
Hunger pangs?
The rousing bowling game we had for Family Home Evening?
It was fun, but a little awkward with a BUMP.
(I had to include this picture of these gorgeous girls who make everything fun)
The home addition plans that Brent is currently drawing
up so we can add a family room and two more bedrooms?
It was probably all these things and more.
My alarm at 6:10 a.m. came around way too quickly after that,
but I enjoyed my 45 min of a quiet house, after all, it's not something I'm used to.
