For Valentine's Day, (yes I know it's early) Justin got me a pregnancy pillow. Don't go spreading rumors that I'm pregnant, or that Justin's a bad gift giver, because neither of those things is true. I have wanted one of these things forever (fine, about 5 years) because I sleep on my side, with a pillow under my head, one clutched against my belly and another one between my knees. I spend a whole lot of every night trying to corral the pillows and then, almost always, as soon as I get situated, I'm filled with a burning desire to roll over, and it starts again. With this, which I totally think should be named the greatest invention of all time, there is considerably less thrashing, and I managed to sleep for a full 8 hours without waking up, even once, to go to the bathroom, look out the window or wander the house to make sure the doors are locked. Fantastic!! Best. Gift. Ever.