From last night's childbirth class, "The best thing you can do for the baby at this point is sleep."
Can I get an amen?
Unfortunately, that's easier said than done these days. I don't sleep well most nights. Tot is a bit of a night owl, as soon as I get still she gets riled up. The need to pee every 90 minutes or less doesn't help. The inability to sleep in my two favorite positions - on my back or stomach - has made life difficult. The inability to roll over without three tries and the use of a crane doesn't help much either. And yes, I know it's only going to get worse. I have ten and half weeks to go.
That said, I'd like to have a moment of appreciation for the fact that if I don't have to go into an office every day. Yesterday I got really tired in the afternoon and took a nice nap, mostly so I could survive through class. But when I don't sleep at night, it's wonderful to be able to sleep a couple of hours in the morning or afternoon while my little boxer-girl is quiet.
I'll be trekking back to the doc this afternoon. I don't expect any real news, other than maybe getting my glucose results. I'll be flying solo today since Greg's office has him running all over creation for meetings all week. Guess I should find a book to take.