Death Night #2

So, we're on night #2 of the hell that is pregnancy sleep.

Honestly, it's going to be all downhill from here. I will be full term (36weeks) in 9 weeks and in that time, Davin has to grow another 4-6lbs. This means; more waking up to pee in the middle of the night, less of being able to sleep through his nightly parties and the fun times that are braxton hicks contractions. I'm not expecting to get much sleep, but then again- I can take a nap during the day. Poor Brian might have to start sleeping on the couch.

Last night I had to pee at 4am (as usual) and I went to go get a piece of toast, because it felt like Davin was gnawing on the outside of my stomach. I sat at the computer and ate my toast, drank a glass of water and then went back upstairs to lay down. What I didn't know, was my stupid cat was sitting on the other side of the door getting ready to get smushed when I closed it. He screamed so hard Brian woke up in a fit. In retrospect it was kind of funny...

Let's see....after another crazy cleaning session yesterday, where I organized our entire walk in closet and every drawer imaginable in our bedroom, I am finding a hard time wanting to do much of anything today. I'm leaning towards finishing the laundry, doing some yoga and taking a nap.

I have my GD test on Tuesday, which I am definitely not looking forward to- but I've been prepping for since LAST Tuesday. Not that my diet has been totally off track, I've done really well since I found out I was pregnant (note: found out, not "since I GOT pregnant"). But, I did cut out the fruit and fruit juice until after the test, just to make sure I didn't get any false readings. We've had lots of complex carbs and protein for dinner, and I've made sure to get the snacks during the day in that I've been forgetting. Overall, I'm staying positive that the changes I've made since day #1 and cutting out nearly all sugar since last week will keep me away from this nasty GD monster.

On a side note- it's not really the diet I'm afraid of (if I were to have it), it's the 3 hour test. I really can't stand needles as it is, and getting my blood drawn three times in 3 hours just doesn't sound like something I'd be able to stomach.

Another weekend, I can't believe January is almost over.