Night Owl No More

I used to be such a night own. I could party until the wee hours and still make it to work the next morning. Not necessarily in good shape, but I’d still make it. I used to be a bartender for crying out loud. But I sure can’t do it any more. Someone should revoke my cool card, buy me a minivan and call me Mrs.

I am so very tired almost all the time I just want to lay down and go meemees. It was really difficult during my first trimester, I could barely keep my eyes open, then it eased up for about a month and now I back to being sleepy again. My friend Peggy said it best I think. When I first got pregnant I was telling her how tired I was and she said, “Of course you’re tired, you’re growing a human.” A statement that made more sense to me than anything anyone else had said to me about being pregnant. Since then I have read some pregnancy books and realize that the reason it made so much sense was because it’s true. I read somewhere that a body builder doesn’t exert as much energy during a 2 hour workout as I do just being pregnant. Well no wonder I’m sleepy.

I am beginning to feel sorry for my husband. I haven’t lifted a finger to do anything around the house but cook and do laundry in months and now I’m having a hard time getting that done. I’m ready to go to bed by 8:30 and I barely have the energy to do anything once I get there. Shouldn’t the newly wed thing overcome the sleepy thing? I guess not.