Are You There Sleep? It's Me, Jessica

I'm pretty sure it would have been nice to know that you don't sleep when you are pregnant. Oh, you did? It's just me?

That's nice.

I was so frustrated last night, tossing and turning (or rather lifting my extra twenty pounds of body up and plopping it down on the other side...so out of breath from that single motion it was pitiful). And there lay my peacefully sleeping husband with the two cats snoring away. I may or may not have glared and muttered mean things in their direction.

(haha I couldn't even get through taking pictures without one of my ginormous yawns)

Everyone jokes and laughs that my body is just preparing itself for when the baby arrives. "Now you'll have practiced what it's like to not sleep!" they say a little too jollily. I don't want to practice. I want to sleep.

Maybe I'm being selfish. 

Maybe I'm grumpy because I haven't slept in almost a week.

Maybe I'm tired of people telling me I look tired.

But there is one nice thing about being wide awake at 3am. Our baby girl is wide awake too.  In fact, I think she may have taken up tap dancing in there.  I'll just add this to my list of things I can make her feel guilty about when she is a snarly teenager :)