(Quick note: as much as it pains me to wait an extra day, now that my due date has been pushed back by a day, I’m moving my Dear BabyBug updates to Thursday. New picture coming!)
Have you heard of Snoogles? They’re these crazy looking body pillows that are specifically designed to help support pregnant women sleep well through pregnancy.
A few friends who are pregnant or recently gave birth SWEAR by these pillows, saying they help them stay on their sides at night and support them when their backs start to hurt later in pregnancy. You can put them behind you, put the bottom between your legs, spoon it on your side, roll it up and use it as back support and more.
But at $50-70 a pop, plus the cost of a cover, I didn’t think I’d be joining the Snoogle revolution.
Enter: consignment sales! My BFF has a 4-year-old, which is fantastic…because I’ve inherited all of her old maternity clothes and all of her insights on must-have items and must-shop sales.
Yesterday, I found a nearly new Snoogle, freshly laundered, at a massive maternity and baby sale. I scooped it up, ignoring the stink eyes of the ladies who thought they’d be the ones to snag it, and figured it was worth a try.
Brought it home, fell in love. But what I didn’t anticipate was that my husband would fall in love, too! He took one snuggle with the Snoogle and asked if he could have one, too. (I told him: you carry a watermelon in your man parts and we’ll talk.) And when I got out of bed this morning, he immediately scooted over and started to tuck in with the Snoogle.
Too freaking cute.
Speaking of sleep, the last two weeks have brought some crazy dreams: everything from being pregnant with animals, getting shot in a video game but feeling it in real life, going bungee jumping and finding out that all of my high school friends are pregnant, too. No super scary dreams, but really intense and vivid nights where I have to shake myself awake.
And since I’m getting up several times during the night to pee, I’m getting multiple dreams per evening. Weird!
Told my parents this weekend, which was also my 32nd birthday. But more on that in Dear BabyBug tomorrow!