Snoogle

As Rob has a tendency to do, he told me a few days ago that he had a sneaky surprise planned. He likes to build anticipation and even though I'm incredibly impatient, the thrill is always fun! So yesterday after school I came home to him watching a recorded ep of Africa (not a surprise, folks) and I insisted that we do something fun because for once in the last few months I was actually presentable, awake, and up for leaving the house. He had printed a 20% off coupon for Buy Buy Baby which, in case you're not familiar, is the Bed Bath and Beyond of baby products. So off we went and spent a solid hour plus perusing the aisles.

SUPRISE - Rob wanted to go there to buy me a Snoogle! Since we stumbled upon the genius invention a few months ago, this has become a commonly used term around our place. If you're still deprived of not knowing what a Snoogle is, let me explain. It's a body pillow with a couple of snazzy swirls and curls.  Apparently pregnant women swear by them and a couple of Rob's coworkers were telling him how wonderful they are. See diagram below. Obviously this is the most amazing invention ever.

Unfortunately, I totally ruined the experience my making a big fuss about how expensive they are. Obviously I wanted one and he eventually convinced me to buy it. I'm so glad he did - it's incredibly comfortable!

Testing out the new purchase

It might take some getting used to and I compare it to a hammock - fantastic for a nap but slightly restricting for an entire night's sleep. Either way, a great purchase. Especially to Rob because he's anticipating that it will keep me off his side of the bed. Funny thing about us: I have a tendency to take up the vast majority of the space even though I'm considerably smaller, for now. I kid, I kid! Anyway, I also kick, steal the covers, and turn in circles all night long so he's hopeful I will be corralled and he can get some quality sleep until the babe and I both gang up on him.

Enjoying the new addition to our already crowded bed

So as I might have guessed, Rob had another ulterior motive to making this purchase. He has long been eyeing my pillow which he only gets to use when he's under the weather and bummin' on the couch. Of course that means he frequently requests to use his "sick pillow" which I promptly deny 99% of the time. You see, he has an incredible talent at making a perfectly good pillow into a pancake. Refer to the throw pillows on our couch in case you don't believe me. Anyway, now that I won't be using mine anymore, he thinks he can have it and re-name it "his pregnancy pillow". This will be the debate of the household until I no longer have a need for the Snoogle (but then again, that day might never come) and it makes me appreciate the happy marriage we have. :)

The thief

Ok, looking at this picture now I see that he might have a point about me taking up too much space. Even when I've been up for a half hour he is still relegated to the edge of the bed. His pillow is literally hanging off the bed and with one wrong move and he might just crack his head on the nightstand. I'll try to do better tonight ...