Baby has me living with constant indigestion. My stomach is hot & I'm burping all the time. Today I'll be giving in by consuming Tums in an effort to quell the fire that's within.
In addition, exhaustion has set in. I feel overwhelming sympathy for woman who work full time while being pregnant. Here's how a 24 hour day goes for me. 7am wake up on the couch (I'll wrap back around to how I ended up here). Eat a bowl of cheerios, 9am make smoothy tummy's getting hot again, retouch until 10am, 10:30 go to the gym, 12:30 starving eat something, 1pm exhausted, lay down for a nap, wake up between 2-3pm, eat something fast or risk freaking out, retouch some more, 6pm tidy the house before Darren comes home, 8pm dinner together, hang out until 10pm, head for bed, 10:30pm-4:30am sleep in bed, 4:30am wake up & move to couch, wake up next morning 7am on the couch. I don't know why I wake up every morning at 4:30 in the morning now. It's frustrating; I use to sleep so well at night. Anyhow, that's the new drill. And it bums Darren out a little bit, because now he wakes up all alone. Literally, even the dogs leave. They come out to the couch with me too. Madison at my feet & Mable starts by spooning me & then moves down to the floor just beneath me. They are good girls for keeping me company, but poor Darren is left all alone. It's not right.
