For the last 3 or 4 weeks I haven't been sleeping well. I'll get a few good hours in, right at first, and then wake up, gasping for air or just wide awake. I can't get comfortable and feel like I'm not getting enough oxygen. So I sit up in bed, or more often go to the couch, and sit and sit and sit, waiting to go to sleep again. It's not that I'm not tired, I just can't go to sleep. It's miserable.
My doctor told me to take a sleep aid, but so far that hasn't helped at all--it's not going to sleep that is the problem, it's staying that way beyond a few hours. I've started exercising, hoping to help my heart not race so frequently, and maybe help me sleep better, but nothing has helped so far. We're getting a new mattress next week, so hopefully that will help...I just don't know. I'm just so tired.
But for now, I wake up tired, go through the day tired and go to bed tired. I"m even tired when I wake up in the middle of the night, over and over. The combination of tired and pregnant lead me to cry. All. The. Time. There's no telling when I'll start crying--someone is nice to me, someone is grumpy to me, I remember tomorrow is the 2nd anniversary of Mom's passing, I talk to my doctor, a song comes on the radio, something in a book stands out to me....I am glad, however, that I get sad instead of mad. I hate being mad even more than I hate being sad.
Stephen and the kids are great--they really take care of things when I'm out of commission. Doing the dishes, preparing meals, reading to the younger kids, tidying up, running errands, taking care of the animals, making me laugh...I am very blessed!!
Eventually I'll sleep again, and hopefully not remember these few weeks of fatigue...most likely just in time to welcome the newest Jones to the family and not sleep all over again!