Yesterday, I got home from errands and grocery shopping with Joe and immediately retired to the recliner with my new book (My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult). Ten minutes later, at 6:25 p.m., I was OUT. Completely asleep. Only a call from my sis Beckie at 8:30 was enough to rouse me, at which point I managed to stay awake for a little bit and hang with Joe, eat some cereal, and talk with my bro on the phone. But then it was back to bed at the usual time, and that was it for the entire evening.
Tonight, I got home at around 5 p.m., lay on the bed complaining about weariness, and of course, fell asleep. Only when Joe tempted me back to life with a virgin margarita did I rouse enough to get off the bed, and only then because I was dying of thirst and a sweet/sour frozen drink sounded like a gift from the gods.

Tomorrow, I will be 7 months pregnant. This third trimester has only been going on for a week, but I already feel like I've been hit by a bulldozer every afternoon. I sit/lay every evening, thinking, "I should be working on a project/cleaning a portion of my home/cooking dinner for Joe/working on editing photos/making a scrapbook page/going for a walk... but all I can do right now is remain motionless and let this sleep overtake me...zzzzzzzz..."

Don't get me wrong: I truly have had a blessed pregnancy, and it is really fun to observe all these phases and changes I am going through. But honestly-- will I ever get ME back again? Passion, drive, creativity, energy, motivation, desire to DO something? People tell me that having a baby will just take more of this away from me, and I'm not sure what to expect. Do I just need to learn to let go of expectations? Not try to be more than my poor body will let me?
Or am I babying myself WAY too much, and need to get off my bum and get moving?

I feel like I only have a little more "free" time left, and I am getting sad that I might be "wasting" it... but honestly, the exhaustion that has been hitting every afternoon is compellingly powerful. Irresistible. Like a drug, it drains away ANY thought of activity or action. Sleep... blessed sleep..... must sleep....

*sigh*

I Slept 14 Hours Last Night.

Ah, welcome to the third trimester!! I got home yesterday evening at around 6:00 pm, sat to watch Simpsons with Joe, and promptly fell asleep. At about 8:30, I moved to the bed, intending to keep Joe company as he played on the computer across the room... but no. I was asleep again in minutes and didn't fully wake up again (not counting the bathroom wake-ups) until my alarm went off at 8:30 this morning. Crazy. And it felt NECESSARY.

I did feel a bit bad abandoning Joe on a weekend night... leaving him to eat pizza and play video games all night with no wife to go out and do fun stuff with.


And on a related pregnancy note, I went to the bathroom EIGHT times yesterday. At least. And all of them were pretty much urgently needed. What am I in for????

All worth it, though. This kid is gonna be GREAT!


And another random side note, non-pregnancy related: I am SO happy to have my sis Beckie living so close to me. Really... and not just because I just texted her to buy me some skim milk on her way home from Mac Grill tonight, though that IS nice and handy...
No, I am thrilled because she and I love so many of the same things... and she makes me laugh... and it is like having a built-in best friend just blocks away-- something I've missed since Utah. (Of course Joe counts, but I'm talking GIRL friend. Totally different.) I hope Beckie doesn't feel smothered or worn out by my calls and invites since she's been here... Like I said, I'm just so excited. :)