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... of another sleepless night

I am awake at 4am. I have been awake since 1:30. I don't think that I will be falling asleep in the very near future.

Selah is supposedly putting on about 1/2lb a week now. But I think the way that she is doing it is waiting 6 days to grow at all and then gaining that 1/2lb and that 1/2in in one day. Today was that day for week #34. She did not feel this big yesterday. I guess she had her growth spurt last night. I'm starving all of the time (because she's stealing all of my food). Like right now. But if I eat and lay down, it will probably come right back up as it has nowhere to go. Which is why I am sitting up on the couch right now. I think I may be experiencing my first bout of acid reflux. I don't know, though. I'm not sure what it feels like, but it's the only thing that would explain the uncomfortable burning sensation in the bottom of my throat. Pregnancy is so fun, man!!

Also there has been a crazy thunderstorm happening since 1am. It was so loud and intense that I had to get up to watch the tv to make sure there wasn't a tornado warning or something going on (there had been a tornado near San Antonio late last night). The boys are sleeping right through it, but the girls are not.

So I've gotten some stuff done while I've been awake. I figured I will probably be wanting to sleep during Abram's naps tomorrow, so I better do something with my time tonight. I am making "big brother/little sister" shirts for the babes to wear when she arrives. I'm doing a freezer paper stencil of these images I made (a modge podge of some ideas I saw on etsy):
And I am painting them with those colors. I had a shirt for Abram already. So I went ahead and did all of the cutting out of the stencil (which took forever with the words) and finished it. I ordered a newborn Rabbit Skins onesie for Selah's and I cut out the stencil "this morning", so it's all ready to go when the onesie gets here. Rabbit Skins are super soft and well made and I thought it was worth the wait to order one. When I do hers, I'll take some pictures to show you the process. I learned it from Sir Bubbadoo's mom here.

Anyway. Sorry to ramble. I'm mostly killing time until I feel like I could lay down without something coming up (TMI, sorry). I think I'll fold all of Selah's new clothes I just washed. That will surely wear me out, right?
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