I was prepared for not sleeping well at the end of this pregnancy and then not sleeping at all when BabyG finally makes her appearance. The fact that I'm not sleeping at 25 weeks, is just plain old mean! As most of you know, I treasure my sleep. I've been known to sleep 12 hours straight (or more). Last night I got a grand total of four hours and tossed and turned the rest of the night. So when I got up at around 6:30 a.m. I was far from well-rested. After talking to Jake on Skype for a little while, I got more or less comfortable on the couch with Cricket and Penelope...and slept for 3 hours. Now why wasn't that possible while I was comfortable in my bed? At night? This is what I woke up to:
I guess the girls decided I'd had enough sleep. I agree! I can't believe I slept ALL morning. I did the same thing a few nights ago but ended up sleeping an hour longer on the couch. I need more normal sleep! Tonight I will try warm milk and honey and see if that lulls me to sleep. What I really want is for Mr. Sandman to do his job, though. At 25 weeks I really don't need him playing hooky. Come on Mr. Sandman, get your butt in gear for me tonight!
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