34 weeks pregnant and I fear I may never sleep again

Sweet sleep, you escape me.

I really thought I was headed towards a decent nights sleep tonight. Around 430 last night (morning..) I discovered that an ice pack between my feet helped immensely with my restless legs, it a was beautiful thing and I was greatly looking forward to cheating this wicked pregnancy symptom with the same trick tonight. No luck.

It kept my legs a bit more restful but even with the sweet sounds of Star Trek Enterprise serenading me to sleep, I've found myself once again bleary eyed and foot tapping my way through the early AM.

I hate being pregnant.

I wonder how many hits that phrase alone will garner me?

I'm giving up on tactfully keeping entries here at OhWoWmommy, instead, I've found myself taking to the keyboard with little more dexterity than a chimpanzee and complaining. I had to cut myself off from Gatorade and Cup a Noodle after a 3 day binge that has left me markedly bloated and icky feeling. I think the insane fluctuation in sugar and salt levels is also effecting me, today I found myself suffering from a pretty impressive bought of anomic aphasia. My brain is melting.

I did have the pleasure of seeing an adorable 2 week old baby today, little itsy-bitsy thing that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. The mother was a complete idiot though, she told me that babies aren't born like they "used to be" and went on to inform me that when she was born babies didn't open their eyes for roughly the first two weeks. My mom agreed with my that this women was incredibly stupid, my husband told me I'm really mean. I know he's right, but I also know babies tend to open their eyes before 2 weeks...

My rib cage doesn't have room for my lungs anymore, my wedding ring fits a little tooooo well (bloating), I'm hungry but I don't feel like there is room for Charlotte AND dinner, I'm delusional and was throughly convinced it couldn't be much later than 1am (it's almost 3am) and I don't want to go battle Compton Medical offices again tomorrow.

rawr.

third trimester restless legs

Let me say this first -

Pregnancy as a whole can go rot in hell.

I am beyond blessed to have such a healthy little baby girl kicking my ribs day and night, but this whole process really, really sucks.

First trimester was BAD. I lost a bunch of weight due to extreme morning sickness and my emotions were HAYWIRE. My sweet husband can attest to this.

Second trimester as a whole was a huge let down. Where was my glow? Where was my awesome boost of second trimester energy? Why was I still throwing up EVERYTHING!? Needless to say, I basically spent what should have been me small break from pregnant insanity purely recovering from the brutality of my first trimester.

Third trimester has been a complete joke.

I'm 33 weeks and some odd days pregnant now and as my sweet husband snoozes like a little pup in a glorious heap of blankets and pillows I'm sitting in the office at 3:31am writing a blog because my legs are two stems of burning, aching, fiery muscles that hate me.

Don't get me wrong. My husband spends all waking hours doting on me hand and foot. He NEEDS his cozy pup sleep and I'm glad he's getting it because I'm well aware of the amount of energy he puts into taking care of me on a regular basis. This doesn't change the fact that I would chop off my own toe for a good nights sleep, and it doesn't change the fact that my little green monster grows 10 sizes every time I try and fall asleep next to him, only to find myself flailing around, clenching and flexing my legs until I give up and leave the room again...

What's even more fun is that the list of "safe" over the counter sleep aids are almost ALL guaranteed to worsen the symptoms of restless legs, so there's no easy Benadryl knock out in my future.

I do LOVE blogging, I love getting to sit down and let out all my complaints in one fowl swoop. I have roughly 30 unpublished entires for this blog, mainly because I generally lose my steam around half way and with the best intentions of finishing later, log out and go about my life..

I've started making a daily gratitude list, so considering we are a few solid hours into the AM, I'll share todays list with you...

1. I'm grateful for my sweet baby girl, her health, and the time I got to spend today giving her little foot high fives as she attempted to kick my ribs in

2. My sweet husband, ever striving to serve me and love me. His patience and love constantly bless me, I could NEVER put up with myself with the kindness and servants heart that he constantly showers me with.

3. A roof over my head. It's not easy moving back in with your parents. At times it's painfully humbling but having this time to live worry free of things like rent and groceries is a HUGE blessing. Not to mention my parents and siblings are awesome and there's never a dull moment in this house.

4. Frozen gatorade. I literally have a stash of gatorades that I cycle through the freezer, I always have one frozen, one in the process of freezing, and one melting as I drink it. I'm not sure that this is a pregnancy craving, I think I'm just really enjoying the sugar binge.

5. My (very few) friends. I'm very antisocial, on par with most shut-ins, however I am blessed to have a few good friends who always, always bring me joy when I see them. Even if it's just an hour coffee date, the people in my life who sit with me and let me verbal vomit all my thoughts, and intern verbal vomit back at me - well, they save my butt on a regular basis.


It's 3:45am now, I'm hoping 4am is the magic hour for falling asleep so I'm gonna go give that a try...

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