It’s 3:40AM. I’ve been up since 3AM. Sleep feels far away. I think it’s because I forgot to take my sleeping pill when I went to bed. Can’t take it now. I’ll sleep all day! Ugh. I think it’ll be years before I ever sleep thru the night again. I mean with all the waking up at odd hours to pee and sleeping restlessly thru the pregnancy. Then the baby is going to want to eat at crazy times. It’s okay though. I’m not complaining. It’s all good and I’m happy.
Anyway, about my pregnancy. I’m 19 weeks, 2 days. Translation: I’m 4.5ish months. That 9 months of pregnancy thing is not exactly correct. Pregnancy doesn’t last exactly 9 months. It’s 40 weeks and when 40 weeks is divided by 4 weeks per month, that equals 10 months. I know there aren’t exactly 4 weeks per month, but it’s still a bit confusing to figure out. So I’m going with 4.5 right now. Since I’ll be 20 weeks on Sunday and that’s exactly half way, I figure 4.5 months works.
It’s going well, except for this sleep issue that I have. I had big bad nausea for the first 15-16 weeks. But it’s all good now. I had an ultrasound last week that revealed that the baby is a girl. Yay! I didn’t have a preference either way, but it’s just nice to now have a pronoun for the baby besides “it”. Nobody likes to be called “it”. No, she doesn’t have a name yet and when she does, it will be revealed when she comes out of me. I know. Smug, right? I figured that if we tell everyone what her name is, it’ll probably change because, well, I don’t know. It just probably will. Plus people love to give their opinions on names of babies who are still in the womb. Not cool. I don’t want to hear it. Therefore, no name until she shows her face.
Oh, here’s an interesting fact. My due date is 10-10-10. Pretty cool, huh? One more detail: this is my first pregnancy. I supposed that’s important.
Alright, I’m going to attempt sleep again. I need it. G’nite. Or, I supposed at this point g’mornin’ is more appropriate.