
So this last weekend we went to St. George for Brian's cousin's wedding. We thought we would make a weekend out of it. Why didn't anyone tell me that a road trip while pregnant was not a great idea?!? Brian and his mom sat in front and I sprawled in the back with this pillow. We also stayed in my grandma's condo where the bed is not great. By the time we got back to Salt Lake last night, I was limping around because my nerve in my behind was totally pinched. Anytime I would adjust in the car, baby boy would soccer punch me or kick me really hard. I would tell him, "okay, I get it. You are not comfortable! I will move."
The saddest part of this story...Brian and I are making that trip at least 2 and maybe 3 m

ore times before I give birth to this boy. Pray that I don't die!