You never realize how much you took sleep for granted until you cannot get "good" sleep to save your life. That is the new fun thing. I can fall asleep, that's not the problem. And also the reason I won't be prescribed anything to aid in this matter, damnit. The issue is waking up at either 2,3 or 4 am. And not getting all the way back to sleep for the rest of the night/morning. I am unable to find a comfy way to lay and also my mind is trying to tell me I am awake and to get up. Insane. I feel bad for the people I see the next day because they are interacting with a beast. I have almost unhinged my jaw to swallow a hostess at a restaurant, become the worst road rage passenger, and actually ninja blocked someone from touching my belly (another story altogether) and snarled at them. A lot of people will say things like "Get used to it for when that baby is born. You'll never sleep again." And that may hinder my sleep, true. But I have a perfectly capable, able bodied and willing husband to help with that. This, is different because it is only affecting me. He can sleep fine, I can tell by the snoring. I have been told to do some light exercise in the evening to tire me out. We will see if this happens. By the evening I am usually toast.
Only 17 weeks or so of this left.
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