-I got my first mani/pedi of the season yesterday and went with the very non-traditional Amy (aka: plain jane) color of HOT PINK.  Asher keeps looking at my fingers and asking what they are.  ha!  me too.  but they're making me happy.
-Still in bed this morning.  This pregnancy, while not a "difficult" one, is a lot more challenging for me than my first.  I'm dealing w/ symptoms that are new for me and instinct (coupled w/ my body not cooperating) are telling me to stay quiet.  so I am.  it's boring.  on a sadistic side note, not being able to pick up and carry Ash around is making him clingy to his momma.  see?  a bright side.
-Bella turns into a baby when I'm pregnant.  again, no complaints here as I do so love momma-ing.  she becomes lumpy jello and lets me hold her like a baby--this is not normal Bella behavior by a long shot.  and I think something about my skin changes--like I emit more salt or something, bc she will literally lick my hand for HOURS if I let her.  she's such a good girl (when she wants to be).  oh!  and we put her on a diet about a month ago.  she isn't a fan--but girl was getting quite plump--which is sweet and delicious to moosh on, but I want her to be with us for as long as possible.  sometimes momm-ing is hard.
-still stuck with the room conundrum.  what color to paint it?  I want Asher's room a rich dark chocolate brown. Baby G's a soft grey...if they share?  Is there such thing as a "warm shade of grey?"  such problems... ;)
-we're going with Bill's family to FL in about six weeks (not that I'm keeping exact track or anything...) and stupid, ingrained thought patterns have begun to rise.  The thoughts that frantically remind me that I only have X number of days left to get skinny...why?  dumb noise.  Part of what I hate about them is that I've done so much work on self-acceptance and begin to assume  I've reached a safe place--so I'm startled to hear them.  Note to sub-conscious: I'm pregnant.  
-blueberries.  I love them.