Number 1. INSOMNIA. I remember it from last time, but it still stinks. I cannot believe I went to bed only 4 hours ago and here I sit up again because it hurts too much to lay down. I should have listened to Rich and taken Tylenol PM again, but somehow I feel like a bad mommy if I give this kid sleeping aids 2 nights in a row. So tonight I suffer, and tomorrow back to snoozing soundly. I thought for sure all my running around today would knock me out, but nope.
Number 2. Drymouth. I am so thirsty, in the words of Alysia Lew, circa my bachelorette party, I could drink all of the water in Philadelphia. I think it's the main reason I woke up- I am parched. Constantly.
Number 3. Pain, just pain. Everything hurts, mainly at night. My sciatic nerve, which is radiating down my legs, my belly, my sinuses, my head, my neck. Just all of it. And finding a comfortable sleeping position is torture.
Number 4. Cravings. Tonight I just HAD to have brownies at 9 pm, which meant I had to make them, and I didn't have enough eggs to make the yummy "cakelike" brownies I like so I had to make the fudgy type with only 2 eggs, and I loaded in peanut butter and white chocolate chips and cream cheese and baked them at 9:30. I ate a huge brownie sundae with french silk ice cream and whipped cream at 9:30 at night. HMMMM Maybe that is why I am wide awake at 3 am???????? Did I mention Rich offered to drive to the Cheesecake factory to get me any dessert I wanted at that time of night? I swear I better start taking advantage of some of these cool things he keeps offering me :)
Number 5. Nesting. Now this I like bc they say it means labor is imminent (whatever I am sure they will drag this kid out of me again), but I spent 2 hours today cleaning out my pantry, which now seems somehow empty. And that just means I have to go shopping again. And shopping is painful. See number 3.
So there are my complaints for the day...but really I have to admit I have good days and bad. Today was actually a really good day until you factor the whole sleeping (or lack thereof) thing into it. Hopefully tomorrow will be another good day. I see Dr. Kambin, who delivered Reilly, for the first time this pregnancy. She rocks, and maybe she'll strip my membranes or something to help move this thing along. She kept measuring Reilly at 10 pounds, so maybe she'll do the same tomorrow and help with some divine intervention so we can get this baby out sooner than later. Wish me luck. Sorry no pictures for this post, I'm not looking too hot right now.
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