Must...stay...awake...

I have been plagued with this kind of tired that just doesn't go away.  I fall asleep on the couch most evenings by about 9-9:30pm.  Then I transplant myself in bed around 10-10:30.  I wake up once or twice to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and then get up for work at 5am. So that is 8 hours of sleep give or take.  I NEVER slept 8 hours before I was pregnant.  5 or 6 hours was the norm and worked just fine for me. Now it seems like no matter how much sleep I get, I am SO tired all day long.  I am crossing my fingers that this is a phase and not something that will progressively get worse. Making it through the 1 hour commute to work, a 9 hour work day, and a 1 hour commute home is already wearing on me.

Ok...that's enough complaining. In other news, we ordered our second crib.  For those of you that have followed most of the nursery drama...yes we already had another crib that DH's brother gave us.  Long story short, the movers lost the two pieces that hold the side rails up.  Also...the mattress does not fit in the crib appropriately, so I am at peace with buying a new one.  We actually got a crazy insane deal on Amazon on the Graco Ashely crib.  They have it at BRU for $170 plus tax.  I got it on Amazon for $119 with free shipping and no tax.  We picked it because A) it's cheap and babies don't need expensive furniture B) it kind of matches the other crib the SIL gave us (which I couldn't find a matching one for sale ANYWHERE on the internet, and C)did i mention it's cheap.

Here's a picture of the crib we ordered:

And for comparison, here is the other crib we already have (Babi Italia Carlisle):

My hope is that the colors will at least semi match. I am also planning on staining the white-wash changing table we have to match as well.  It seems like the nursery is coming together little by little.


In other baby news, this weekend is our first baby shower in Kansas (hosted by DH's best friend and his wife).  Yes, I know 20 weeks is really early for a shower, but this is the last week I am able to fly.  I about peed my pants this morning when I got this email from the host/hostess:
"Hey Randy,

Ashley has been working on cakes for your party, and i thought I would send you a sneak peek. She is going to color the hair blonde and still has to figure out the twins thing, but I'm sure she'll nail it.... Hope you like it."

And the picture that was attached:

Oh how I love our friends!
























Finally, my belly definitely feels like it popped out over night.  Here is an "almost 20 weeks" picture from this morning.  Please pardon my double chins.  My face is starting to look a bit puffy.  

I am beginning to have to thwart off awkward attempts by co-workers and such to touch my belly.  Permission people.  You can touch it....just ask first!  Otherwise it's just belly rape!