I've been up for the last 2 hours and I really wish I were still in bed. This getting up every hour to use the bathroom, then being unable to settle back into a good sleep pattern is starting to weigh on me. I'm so tired.
At least I seem to have moved beyond the nightmares and heavy dreaming. (Although I suppose you really need to sleep in order to dream.) I've spent the last few nights in bed without having to go to the couch to get comfortable, so that's nice. But my sciatica is getting worse and sometimes just standing up and walking seem to be the hardest thing ever. Since we've got 37 more days to go (eek!), that part is really not cool!
Lucas dropped a bit last night. My uterus is still high but there has definitely been a shift lower in the slope of my belly. I can't say I'm too surprised; I actually had an interesting two hours of Braxton Hicks contractions mixed with real contractions yesterday afternoon.
With a little more than five weeks to go, I'm finding that I just feel tired and sore. The fact that I cant run or do yoga any longer is probably a fair part to blame. I also feel like a lot of my poor eating habits have returned. This morning, at 5am, I had two bowls of cereal. I was hungry (or felt that I was) but now I just feel guilty for eating two bowls. I know that I need to reign that crazy end or I'll just be back where I was after the twins were born. There is definitely a physical component (I was really hungry) but there is also an emotional component and, as we get closer to delivery, I'm concerned that I might end up feeding the emotional beast more than the physical need.
Well, the kids are getting up and I have to prepare for a funeral this morning, so I suppose I should get back computer back to the desk before the peanuts attack!