Of sleep and pregnant women

I've never really been one that needed a lot of sleep. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy sleep but I've never really needed a lot of it. Lack of sleep for just a few days has never really affected my mood, under normal circumstances that is! (long term lack of sleep like with newborn twins does, I'll admit that!) During this pregnancy I've had sufficient lack of sleep on more than one occasion and it's just now occurred to me that I have to make up that sleep during the day or I am no good for like 3 days after. Give me 4 nights in a row of lack of sleep and being on my feet and on the go constantly and well, you just get a big old blob of what appears to be a almost 5 month pregnant woman that even though she's said ten thousand times that the doctor is certain there is only one baby in there this time, people continue to make jokes like "are they sure there's only one?" "Looks like you're eating for three seeing how many times you've been up to this lunch table." "Sure there's only one? Maybe it's three this time" and etc. etc. etc.

Last week I had a great week. I felt great, slept great and got tons of stuff done. I felt like such the good little housewife and mommy each and every night I lay my head on my pillow to go to sleep! The kitchen was clean every night after supper, the playroom, living room and kids rooms was picked up every night. Oh I felt like I was on top of the world! Really "gettin her done!" On Friday night, Saturday morning and Saturday night of this past weekend we went to church at Pisgah to hear Elder Ronald Lawrence. It was a wonderful weekend, lots of good preaching and fellowship and well worth the achiness my growing belly felt every evening. I stayed up late Friday night since we had company and got up early Saturday morning but didn't take a nap that afternoon because I wasn't tired. (Dumb) I fixed stuff to take to church, still feeling great btw, and we went to supper and then service. I was a little extra tired by the time church was over and had to ask Jon to cut the conversation short. By the time we started home, I couldn't even answer the kids 5th batch of never ending questions that even though daddy was in the car was always, always directed at me! Jon told them they had to direct all questions to him 'cause mommy was out of commission (yeah, like they know what that word means) and surprisingly enough they did. James would start out with mama and then quickly change it to daddy. It was cute!

I was so out of it I went straight to bed after I got the kids all situated and slept all night thinking I would be so refreshed in the morning. Wrong! I woke up feeling like a truck had run over me but I got up any way, did the usual Sunday morning thing and went to take a shower. By the time I got out and started to blow dry my hair I literally could hardly move. All I could do was crawl to the bed and flop down. I even sent Audrey upstairs by her self to fetch her father. He knew something was wrong when he heard her little footsteps coming towards him down the hall! Needless to say, we stayed home from church that morning and stayed in the bed watching cartoons on Netflix from the time Jon left till the time he got home. And pretty much the rest of the day.To top it all off, James started getting sick Saturday and coughed Sunday and Monday nights all night which interrupted my sleep. He's better now, still has a runny nose and a little cough but it's loose now and he didn't cough at all last night! Audrey however, started running a fever yesterday afternoon, has a nasty, nasty runny nose, a horrible cough and raspy voice and now she has green goop coming from her left eye ever so often. The eye doesn't look red right now but I'm sure it will be tomorrow. Oh and she also has the most horrible gas (sorry baby) she's ever had. Jon is also sick, he's got the nasty old head cold with bad cough but he doesn't feel too terribly bad during the day he says. Last night Audrey crawled in the bed with me around 2:30 a.m. with a fever and we didn't fall back asleep till almost 5. I felt awful this morning, terrible mood, pitty party for myself.

 I decided to lay down with the kids and slept for almost 2 hours this afternoon! I still feel tired but my oh my how my out look on life has changed. The glass is half full again!! I reckon the motto for this story is "Amanda, take a nap every day that you miss a good portion of sleep the night before, even if you don't think you are tired or think you have to much to do to waste time on sleep. It's not a waste of time at this point. It's the only way you (and your family) will survive the next 4 months"!!!!