Spinach goes with everything. So does peanut butter, for that matter.
This is what I’m eating for breakfast.
We had a field trip to the Denver Museum yesterday. For some reason, I let people convince me that walking around all day, in addition to the snowstorm that blew in last night was going to push me into labor. I went to bed last night with some mild contractions, thinking…this is probably it!
And I woke up pregnant. My due date is still 3 days away, but I am anxious. And if I’m being honest, a little grumpy.
Meeker keeps telling me that I can’t stay pregnant forever, so I’m keeping that in mind, and I’m headed out for a long walk to enjoy the snow on the ground and the sunshine in the sky.