Well the glory days of the second trimester are officially over. Womp womp. I'm finding myself getting sore and heavy, going to bed early again and napping whenever I can, usually with this little hairball. I'm so thankful for a husband who's been picking up the slack lately (and helping me up out of the bed/couch/tub/car all day long) and workmates who have been so kind and understanding, sneaking me cut up fruit from snack time, or letting me go home early to nap. Everyone is making these last tough months a bit easier and I'm very grateful.