This is Getting Old

Welcome back to the 3am post. Actually it is 4:30, I have just been up since 3am. Damn Pregnancy insomnia! I even had a glass of milk as suggested by my Doc, and nothing, still awake. So after an hour and 15 minutes of trying to get back to sleep I thought I would get up and see if a bit of blogging would help.

Now time for the rant about pregnancy. Me and pregnancy just don't mix. I'm not one of those women that just "loves to be pregnant." I can't really figure out what they love so much about it. Is it the 25-35 lb. weight gain, (or more in some cases) the stretch marks, the puking, the food cravings/aversions, the sore boobs, the swollen feet and fingers, the carpel tunnel (yes I got this with Luke) the pregnancy brain that makes you forget everything, even your thought mid-sentence…ah what was I saying…OH yes pregnancy, the joy. Let's not forget the inability to breathe at the end because there is a human being in the way of your lungs expanding completely. And then finally the grand finale of pushing a human out of your body.

Holy crap, the birds have started chirping. I need to get back to sleep!