Like I said in my previous post, I'm starting to post on Sundays instead of Wednesdays because my date was changed up a few days. Growing larger. Starting to feel some small movements every now and again. Not quite as exhausted (thanks iron pills...).
But, sleeping is getting sporadic. Dreams are weird! Last week I dreamt that Aaron and I were running away from the Nazis. We were hiding, but not very well, because I couldn't get Aaron to stop throwing up. The next night I dreamt that I was trying to mash up bananas for a baby and Aaron had this huge cat, like dog sized, and he was putting in on my head. Needless to say, I was not amused. For those of you who don't know, I am not a cat person--at all. Having a cat on my head in real life would make me quite upset. In my dream I was on the floor in a fetal position with my bowl of mashed bananas trying to tell Aaron I wasn't amused. I needed to feed the baby. So crazy!
Each night I have no idea if I'm going to make it through the night without a trip to the bathroom (One night it was 4 times! I don't even know how that is possible). Some nights I fall right back to sleep, but more often than not I start planning, thinking, etc. In the middle of the night I made a plan to label my cupboards for when I have help after the babies are born--good idea. I entered a sweepstakes for a year's worth of free diapers--good luck. I made my lesson plans for the week--not necessary in the middle of the night! I just sit there and hope to fall back to sleep.
Next ultrasound is in 2 weeks. This will hopefully be the last with the specialist. Hopefully, because that means things are going well. I'm feeling OK, depending on the day. Parent-teacher conferences this week. I may have a different opinion about my feelings by Friday!
Thanks for all of the support and encouragement that has come from writing this blog. I wasn't expecting the outpouring and it's been truly wonderful.
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