I've never had insomnia that bad before. Acid reflux, plus a bathroom break, got me up. Took Tums. By 3 in the morning, I was so bored so I poked around on the internet. At 4 I tried taking Tylenol as my entire left side (head, shoulder and hip) began to ache. It just made me nauseous. By 5:30 I was getting antsy for Matt to wake up. Had a full meltdown just after 6 in the morning. I knew I could barely get out of bed, let alone be safe enough to drive to work, so I stayed home.
I think I finally fell asleep around 7 in the morning. Woke up at 8:30 to call work, had a hard time falling asleep again, but managed it. Woke at 10, woke at 11 and now here I am.
At least my horrible sleep last week still left me able to function.
I had so many things I was going to blog about for this week, and now I can barely remember any of them, but here is what I can recall in my spinny, addled brain:
* Cinder got Kennel Cough (not quite sure how) and kept us up last week with a wheezy, hacky cough and lots of gross phlegm. She's on some meds now, and is doing much better, which is wonderful. It's heartbreaking having a sick puppy. Matt wonders what I am going to be like when our baby gets sick...
* We actually picked an OB for the rest of my pregnancy. We weren't going to, as the Fridley hospital uses an on-call system for labor and delivery. I just really like Dr. Wenda, so we're going to see him for the rest of my appointments and hope he's available when I actually go into labor. If not, the other doctors I met were perfectly nice and I know will do a great job in delivering my baby.
- I told the Dr. that I pretty much plan on an epidural, and he said something like, "There is absolutely no point in having to put yourself through that much pain.. Would you go to the dentist and ask him to drill your tooth 'naturally'?" I laughed and it made me happy :)
* We got the crib, it's sitting in the entry way waiting for the baby's room to be ready.
* We get new carpet on Friday and will be spending the weekend reorganizing our house and painting.
* We also got a Dutailier glider/rocker for the baby's room. I LOVE it! We only spent $200 on an item that retails around $500. I also love Craigslist!
* Megan and I watched What To Expect When You're Expecting last night. It was okay. It's one of those movies that shows multiple story lines that are interconnected. Some of the stories were good, some were just okay. I did start sobbing in the end though. And I mean sobbing. Megan was looking at me like a freak of nature.
- I loved Elizabeth Banks in the movie. At one point her character breaks down in front of an audience and describes the woes of being pregnant. I liked it a lot because it's pretty similar to how I have been feeling.
Pregnancy is an absolutely wonderful thing. I am very very excited to have a baby and I am excited we're having a boy. However, pregnancy Sucks. Everyone is different, and some people have it much easier than others. I have been lucky that even though I feel like
It used to bug me when women would complain about being pregnant. It was something I always knew I wanted and it was a fear of mine to be unable to have children. But call me an f-ing hypocrite. I don't care. I am miserable, have so much joint pain, get extremely dizzy at random moments, I spent half of my first trimester bed-ridden, I'm getting nauseous again, my feet hurt, stairs are hard, I still have back acne, I haven't pooped in 3 days, I want to help with our home renovation stuff and usually can't because it's too much labor or unsafe, I have acid reflux, my tailbone is KILLING me, I've been having heart palpitations, as labor approaches I am getting more and more terrified, my brain is beginning to spin with anxiety and the weight of everything on it.
My main solace is that I know it will be worth it and I'll have a wonderful son in the end. Also, I will forget all of these woes and will do it all over again in the future.
Oh, yes. In my sleep deprived brain last night, I came up with a book idea. A "Children's" book written in Dr. Seuss style rhyme about getting pregnant. Not actually for children. A passage:
"It can happen in a car, it can happen at the bar
It can happen very near, it can happen very far
It can happen in your bed, even if you're on the pill
But do you really want a son with convenience worker Bill?"
Thank you, Goodnight!
It's nice to know your humor is still intact.
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