Having an expanding belly however makes sleeping tricky.  So it was around this time that something came between Mike and I.  There was a definite separation among us, especially at bedtime.  That something was my tried and true, much-loved body pillow.  As sacred and beautiful a thing as having a baby in your belly is, it proves to be an absolute bitch to find a comfortable sleeping position, particularly towards the end.  Sore boobs and a big tummy coupled with back strain and weak bladders made getting snug as a bug a thing of the past.  Enter the body pillow and all was right with the world again.  I would wrap my body around that thing like a pretzel and it’s soft contours would nestle in my every aching curve and dangling protrusion that needed support like a warm hug.  So if you’re big with baby and looking for relief, my advise to you is run, don’t walk (or waddle briskly) to the nearest body pillow-selling store.  That sucker will be the best darn thing that you could ever sink your hard earned twenty-five bucks in and it will last the whole pregnancy – hell, even after, as I can attest.  Even when your abs are back to being washboard flat, like mine are now (ahem, okay more like a firm overstuffed pillow) the habit is hard to kick.  By why bother?  Apart from alienating your husband and ticking your cat off due to less surface area to snuggle, there’s really no downsides.