The pregnancy induced insomnia stinks….it really does. Worse than regular insomnia…I am exhausted as heck and there is just no way to get comfortable. I toss and turn, manipulating about a dozen pillows this way and that…trying to take the pressure off of my back, my hips…you name it.
I swear that the carpal tunnel that I have developed in both wrists is probably the worst. I have to elevate my upper body frequently, and when I do it feels like the blood has completely exited my hands/arms. So some nights I end up sitting bolt upright against the pillows with my arms down in order to sleep.
Or maybe it’s the restless leg syndrome that has me pacing the house at all hours of the night…the soap trick worked for a while but the effects seem to have waned. Either I am in dire need of potassium or the anxiety is getting to me!
My mind keeps going at a thousand miles per hour–what still needs to be done? Hospital bag is almost packed–shower shoes have been purchased…crib is still in Morgan’s room…bleh….Jeremy SWEARS he will do it this weekend.
How bad will delivery hurt? Then I remind myself that labor/delivery are just 1-2 days out of my life….every braver and bigger and stronger woman has survived it. I’m just a wuss!
Finally got out of bed and snarfed down some cheese, proscuitto, and peppers. Yum. Too bad this will add heartburn to the equation 😉