So I've reached the state where it's starting to get hard to hide that belly, but at the same time it just looks like I ate 14 brickstones, but not as if I am pregnant (yet). The hormones are completely messing up all my thinking and all my doing, I always thought I would be this supercool, superrelaxed preg. Now I cry most of the day, read stupid mommy blogs and dream of baby clothing all night long. I've officially gone crazy and hope this stops really, really soon - or I might have to shoot myself.

Today we looked at really cool apartments we might actually get and might be able to afford (fingers crossed) - plus I bought the best-in-the-world rocking chair on ebay for unbelievable 3,83€. We're nesting, and it's actually fun (shoot!).

Since the hormones have also really messed up my usually quite crappy sleeping schedule, I might have to go to bed now and wake up fresh and fed with one more brick stone tomorrow morning between 5 and 6 am. Good night and good luck.




All photos: Carolin Weinkopf via iPhone