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Sprout | Sleep

I haven't had much trouble sleeping really.  I'm in a pretty good routine with my animals and the broken sleep doesn't usually wear me out too much because I've been doing it for a while.

I think I've talked about this before... but I wanted to write it out this time.

Basically, this is how a typical night goes (vs. this is how last night went)...

9:30pm - Head to bed.  Start the routine... Get changed, take vitamins, Tylenol, drink water, read a little and then crash about 10:30pm or 11:00pm.

Between 11:45pm - 2:30am - Wake up with William (out cat) meowing for no good reason and take him to the basement with milk and treats.  I shut him down there for the rest of the night at this point, because I cannot be up all night with him meowing.

About 4:00am - (I usually) Wake up with Toby (our dog) whining because he's confused and thinks it's time to get up.  Most nights, he will come back to bed and sleep through the rest of the morning, but some times I will have to get up and let him out.  I'd rather get up and let him out then worry about him being uncomfortable or having an accident.

About 6:14am - (when our first alarm goes off) Toby is up and ready to eat and go out.  Usually I can feed him and come back to bed before the next alarm goes off.  And when he's done eating, he'll come back to bed too.  It isn't until the 3rd alarm that we all get up.  S goes to the shower, I go downstairs to let Toby out, start breakfast and make S's lunch.

About 7:15am - S is out the door and I'm headed to the shower.

Last night, however was different.

Remember, I'm 34 week and 4 days along right now...

Last night was different because it was the first night that I just couldn't sleep through the night and it wasn't because of our animals.  Usually, if I'm up during the night, it's because of the animals and not because of me.  If the animals are up, most of the time, this also means that S will be up too.  Last night, it was just me.  Last night, S had no idea that I was just up and not sleeping.  Last night was not fun.

Last night started out pretty normal.

My feet were really swollen all day and all night.  They are starting to become really uncomfortable and just look awful.  Because I know that drinking water and keeping them elevated is what helps, I try to do that as much as I can.  But as you read yesterday, I'm worried about getting things done around the house and I cannot do much while sitting.

So anyway, we head to bed around 9:45pm and before 11pm we were all asleep.

About 11:55pm, William was up and ready to go downstairs.  I got up, got him milk, treats, put him in the basement, went to the bathroom myself, drank some more water and was back in bed.

About 2am, I was up again.  This time because I just wasn't comfortable and my feet were bothering me.  Not to mention the fact that I was sweating and uncomfortable because of the temperature.  So I got up again, went to the bathroom and drank more water.  My feet were still swollen and still uncomfortable.

About 3:40am, I was up again.  This time because I simply couldn't sleep.  I grabbed my bottle of water and just went into the nursery and stood looking out the window.  It was raining, dark and quiet, but I was wide awake.  I stood there for a minute and realized I needed to go to the bathroom again, so I did and then I went back to bed.

Just about the time I was comfortable and asleep, I got a charlie horse in my leg.  I haven't been waking S up for these lately, because I don't want to freak him out and make him think something else is going on when all it is is a charlie horse.

About the time our first alarm went off, I was already awake (from the charlie horse issue), just waiting and poor Toby was ready to go.  I couldn't get out of the bed and unfortunately, I waited so long that the next alarm went off and S was ready to get up. 

At that time, we all got up.  I went down and let out William, let out Toby, fed Toby and came back up to bed.  About 15 minutes later, Toby was done, S was ready for the shower and I had to start the rest of the madness.

I hope this is a fluke and I don't have to worry about many more nights like this in the future, however, I feel that this is just the beginning and it will all be downhill from here.  Not to mention the fact that when Sprout arrives, things will be all flipped around.

Now, if I could just get the swelling in my feet to go down... that would REALLY make me happy.


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