Hi, and welcome. This blog has changed a bit recently. My husband and I fought through 4 consecutive losses to get our second healthy child (born in December 2012) . . . and while we had not shut the door on the idea of another pregnancy, we certainly were leaning in that direction. On August 8, 2014, we found out we are pregnant for the 7th time. A total surprise. So the neurotic journey continues . . . third child or fifth loss . . . I'm scared and confused and just a teensy bit excited . . .
Friday, June 22, 2012
I love my husband, but . . .
. . . One of us is going to have to start sleeping in the guest room. He snores. A lot. Always has. What I have forgotten is how incompatible pregnancy sleep is with someone who snores loud enough to wake the dead. In a non pregnant condition, his snoring annoys me, I elbow him in the ribs, he rolls over and stops long enough for me to fall back asleep.
In a pregnant condition, his snoring annoys me, I elbow him in the ribs, he rolls over . . . But before I can fall back asleep, I realize I have to pee. Then I get back in bed and realize how queasy I feel and wonder if I'm going to throw up. And I lay there trying to suppress the nausea long enough to fall back asleep. EXCEPT, usually sometime in this 45-90 minute routine for me, he has started snoring again before I ever get back to sleep in the first place.
Crap. I am exhausted.
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