It's either motherhood or pregnancy? ( I hope )

So today is close to most days with a few added twists. At 3 am the fire alarm out of battery beep starts going off ( why this always occurs in the middle of the night I don't know ). Of course it is located at the highest point of our house so Cj on the absolute top of our ladder reaching as high as he can, can just barley reach it to change the battery. 1st problem solved. Taygen though has now woken up from the commotion and stupid me let him out of his crib. Needless to say to a two year old the excitement of getting out of your crib at 3:30 does not wear off so quickly. So from 3:30 till 5 I try and persuade him to return to sleep. Finally giving up and just putting him back in his bed to cry it out a little. Everyone sleeps, Taygen of course since he got up and played in the middle of the night decides to sleep in till 9 ( normally would be excited for ) which destroys nap for the day. So why am I going on this long tale I think it is in hopes of somehow defending my later mind blank. So here I was now driving late to a class Tay has at henderson rec when I suddenly realize I am not wearing a bra. Yes I got completely dressed and everything and yet no bra. No this isn't completely tragic as I am not that well endowed in the top half but still. So I am blaming it on the rough night and following day combined with the fact that I am pregnant in my last trimester. Apparently common dressing abilities is lost in the last months of pregnancy.

Visiting the Fishes

Those of you who reside in vegas probably recognize the fish tank pictured above at the Silverton. Taygen loves to go visit the fishes there and we do it quite often. It's free and close to the house so we pop in a gaze at those fishes for a little while. I guess I must admit it's the benefit to living in Las Vegas they do have some fun things around.

Seriously People!

So since my pregnant belly is finally starting to look like a baby is in there instead of a tummy that could use a few sit ups people in public feel the need to make their comments. Everyone seems to feel the need to say " you must be having a girl I can tell by the way you are carrying" for which my quick response is "nope it's a boy". I mean I am completely happy with our new baby boy addition but I will say I was hoping for a little girl just to take that pressure off (  I have a fear of us only having all boys ). So needless to say I don't particularly enjoy this comment.