What's become more of a problem is the fatigue. I am absolutely pooped a great deal of the time. I took a 10 minute nap yesterday when I got home so I could cook dinner. And then I was in bed by 9:00. Ironically, Conor was still up by 9:00. He's been going to sleep later (not to bed later, but to sleep later) and I've been going to bed earlier. There has been overlap in our bedtimes and I'm just too tired to argue when he asks to come in bed with me. Also, it's fun to read our magazines together and then go to sleep. If Dave comes to bed late enough, he can take Conor in for his late night pee-pee and then put him back in his own bed. It's a win-win for everyone.
I'm hoping that I'm at the peak of both the fatigue and nausea part of my pregnancy. I've forgotten what it's like to not feel gross around food. Or what it's like to not want to take a nap every few hours of the day.
A few more weeks. I'll be glad to be back to normal. Well, normal while pregnant with twins.
I never had the nausea with pregnancy, but yes yes yes to the crushing fatigue. Like falling asleep on the couch during the 9:00 Sesame Street because I had been up for like 2 hours already and that was enough.
ReplyDeleteAnd that was growing just one baby.
I think staying up until 9pm is impressive :-)
Awwww, those bedtime boy-snuggles are the very very best!
ReplyDeleteSonds like all is really well in your world, Anita. At last!
Yay!!!!!!!!