If you check out the time stamp on his you will see that it is in the 5 o'clock hour. I have been awake since 430a, which for me is the MIDDLE of my night. Anyone who knows me knows I am absol-freaking-lutely NOT a morning person. Heck, I worked 12hr nights at the hospital to avoid getting up at 5am for work. I don't do mornings, but my sweet little William has other ideas. Insomnia sucks.

We are officially 24w pregnant today! Woohoo, we have a viable baby if William would choose to make his appearance, which he won't, but still you get the point. Wednesday is my checkup with Dr Dullye...same old routine. Pee in the cup, blood pressure check, weight check, listen to William's heart tones, palpate my uterus, and Q&A.

All of my friends told me the second pregnancy flies by, and, wow, they were right. I feel like I have a ton of things to do to prepare for William's birth. For one, I am nervous about leaving Miguelito overnight while I am in the hospital. Since he was born, I have never been away from him for more than 5 hours. I am sure he will be just fine...not so sure if I will be.

This is too funny...Miguel just woke up and asked me what in the world I was doing. Umm, jeez, hun, can't you see I am on my laptop in bed. Genius. Let me digress for a minute...Miguel NEVER remembers his dreams. He knows he has them, but can't ever remember them. Me, I can usually recall almost every last detail. Well, my funny husband just sleepily said, "Wow, I had the weirdest dream. I dreamed that I was friends with Emilio Estevez and we were in a courtyard. He was wearing a Phi Delt pin, and I was really mad at him because he was not a member." Okay, honey, whatever you say. Continue on with your beauty rest. Way to let your 80's roots shine through!