Musings of a sick pregnant girl

I’m sick. And I don’t think women who are 23 weeks pregnant should be allowed to get sick- just throwing that out there. So, while I have made a menu plan for the week (I will share it at the end of the post.) the most adventurous thing I have done in the kitchen lately is adding leftover rice to my chicken noodle soup.

In between naps and hot baths and binge watching re-runs of The Office I have been putting together what I want this little girls nursery to look like. Continue reading Musings of a sick pregnant girl