Sleepless

Last night, a wave of uncomfortable-ness hit me like a ton of bricks. It may have been the drastic increase of water that I was trying to drink during the day (I got to 5 glasses), the growing boy inside of me crowding my insides, and the achy back body of a ninety-four year old grandma that I have acquired. The thought of feeling so uncomfortable like this for the next 2 months was overwhelming, and tears may have been shed. Sleep has been evading me for the last week, but thankfully, I have a wonderful husband who will rub my back or scratch my head until I fall asleep. Little did I know that he has been getting little sleep these nights too, not falling asleep until 4:30 am this last night. Only to be woken up at 6 again by a wife with an active bladder, running to the bathroom (must have been the 5 glasses of water), or nudging him to stop his snoring.

I'm lucky he doesn't get cranky when sleep deprived, like I do.