I have been up for 5 hours.
I woke up at 3:30 to use the restroom (it’s a favorite activity of 9.5 month pregnant women everywhere) and my brain started going. And going. And going. It wouldn’t stop.
I can’t even tell you what I am thinking about at that awful hour in the morning.
By 4:30 I knew that my desire for sleep was useless so I got up and started laundry.
And repacked my hospital bag.
And vacuumed my craft closet.
And put the bottles that I boiled yesterday back together.
And finished last week’s project life.
And ate breakfast.
And watched the news.
And switched the laundry.
And had a conference call.
And started another load of laundry.
And read a few blogs.
And returned some work emails.
I can’t say that I wasn’t productive. The problem is that now I am completely zonked and need a nap.
I know that this is all par for the course, you don’t have to tell me. I know it will
likely get worse with an infant. Until then, can I just get some damn sleep?!?!