I’m the kind of person who, given enough time, can find a silver lining in any situation. Few situations don’t have an upshot somewhere. For example, a tree crushed our house a few years ago, which caused us a great deal of heartache and stress. In the end, however, we got to remodel a good portion of our house and it made our home more valuable. Call it stress equity.
So, when EVERYONE got a nap yesterday but me, I said to my self “at least I will sleep well tonight.” I have an unfortunate condition known as waxing and waining nap failure. Symptoms include tossing-turning, bed discomfort, household chores and blogging, resulting in an inability to nap or nap at the proper time (you know, when the toddler is napping.) The importance of napping while pregnant is well proved (most recently by Dr. Bunsen Honeydew of Muppet Labs). I want the very best for my baby, so I follow all the top guide lines for pregnant women: no skydiving, cut back on the heroine, avoid mechanical bulls and take naps. Pretty simple really.
I’ve been having a higher than normal occurrence of nap failure lately, and it’s spreading. I now am having nap failure during SLEEP hours. Like last night. Unfair to MOMMIES!!!
With just 7 days till my C-section and the arrival of my little Saralyn, I just can’t seem to sleep properly – day or night. Last night I was up 4 times to potty, and a dozen more times to try to get comfortable. Tony left me to relish the King sized bed and all 7 pillows all by my self, but no joy. Nest as I might, I couldn’t sleep well. And I am all hot again. It’s one thing to funch your one standard pillow looking for the cool side, but when you’ve got one pillow under your tummy, two along your back two under your head and one or two down along you legs and feet, well, it’s a half hour project to just rearrange. It looks like I’m being packed up for trans Atlantic shipping! Tossing, sweating, groaning; that’s me.
In short, I wake up more tired than I was the night before. Sigh…
In my head, I know that there is only one more week of THIS particular discomfort, then it’s a whole new world of aches and ouches. So, I at least have SOME kind of change to look forward to. But I want a sweet, relaxing, refreshing, calming nap now. (I’d settle for my feet not swelling…)
I keep saying “The silver lining is Saralyn. The silver lining is Saralyn. The silver lining is Saralyn…”