So, I kind of thought we had an agreement this time around. You know, since I'm trying to work right up until delivery, you'd give me a little respite. But that's cool. I'm sure it makes perfect sense to go to bed exhausted at 8:30 and wake up on the hour, every hour, until you finally get up at 1:30 to have a snack. I'm sure I'm going to be so well-rested for work tomorrow. Now no one will believe me when I say that I actually do feel pretty good as of yet. But, that's okay. It's cool, really.
Seriously, who are those people that say "enjoy your sleep while you can" to pregnant women. Are they complete morons? Why, yes, I do enjoy having a 6 lb baby laying on my bladder all night, particularly since I'm trying to up my water intake so I don't wake up screaming with calf cramps. It's awesome having to pee every 3.6 minutes, especially since it takes longer to roll over and get out of bed than it does to actually go pee. Not to mention when I do actually fall asleep, it's only to have the most ridiculous dreams ever thought of (why, yes, I am a mermaid in some dreams being attacked by other [vicious] mermaids).
Well, seeing as the alarm is going to go off in less than 4 hours, I'm going to go disturb the rest of my husband's sleep as well by crawling back into bed and flipping and flopping until it's time to get up and shower. Peace out, insomnia.
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