The Cheerios I found in my bra...

Warning: this is a woe is me blog

Today started off really rough.  It all started at around 2:10 this morning when Gabriella woke up with a vengeance.  I can't say I blame her.  Her stomach was hurting and she wasn't doing a great job of holding herself together...who really does when their stomach hurts though?  So around 4:00am Marty came in and took over and I went back to sleep until around 6:30 when we switched it back up.  She was starting to feel better after two (gross) diapers and so I had some hope that meeting up with my girlfriend would happen after all...but poor girl was up and down all day so that never happened...but here's what did happen.  I was getting ready to run the necessary errands that had to be run and after getting Gabriella in some comfy yoga clothes (yes, my baby does yoga) I got ready for the day myself.  This is what I found...in my bra:

This was a little unnerving for me...how did they get there and how did I not notice??  Did Gabriella put them there?  Did they fall down there when I was eating cereal this morning?  I mean really, this is embarrassing...I have to say that one of the things I like the least about pregnancy is the growth to the chest area...I know some women love this aspect...not me...clearly things get stuck there that shouldn't get stuck!  But anyway, I suppose that's part of life...between not sleeping, having a baby kick me from the inside and a baby climbing on me from the outside Cheerios must just be floating all over the place.  I think Gabriella likes storing them in places so she can secretly snack later...

Another thing that contributed to my sad day in paradise was while I was out running errands I decided I deserved a latte for surviving the day on very little sleep.  So I went to Atwater's...you remember this place right?  The Peanut Butter Cup latte with sea salt?  Yes, my sister-in-law informed me that once again they were featuring this latte for the month of March!  God once again smiled on me...or so I thought...I went through the drive-thru and on the menu board it stated in lovely handwriting "Peanut Butter Cup Latte" so as I confidently ordered it, already imagining the taste, the man behind the mic stated very nonchalantly that the menu had changed and the latte of the month was now Mocha Nut (coconut).  My heart hurts telling this story.  But that's what I ordered and it's good, but it's no Peanut Butter Cup!  sigh sigh sigh...oh well.  I suppose I should get back to doing what Gabriella and I have been doing most of the day...

yep, this is it

and plan on making our dinner of plain rice and bananas..."think BRAT, AnnaMarie, think BRAT."  No, not my child...she isn't that at all...just a crabby baby...the diet that everyone and their mother (not mine though, thankfully) felt like they needed to tell me about today, as if I didn't know...thank you old ladies of Whole Foods for keeping me up to date on the latest in health revelations.  Okay, I know that was negative and they were only trying to help me...but hey, when you start off the day snuggling your crying baby and finding Cheerios in your bra...it might be okay to have a few negative thoughts...