probably the lowest point

Just so everyone is fully aware that I am at my peak crazy period in this pregnancy, I thought I'd share the photo of me bouncing on a fitball at 11pm and playing Nirvana to the baby. This was done in the hopes that it would stimulate some kind of awareness in our stubborn child that the outside world is a party compared to my tummy. It was also under the advice of my sister-in-law, Sarah.

Turns out baby is not into rock music. It kicked me in the ribs and then promptly went to sleep.

Back to jogging up and down stairs...