O sleep! O gentle sleep!
Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,
Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee,
And hush’d with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,
Than in the perfum’d chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state,
And lull’d with sound of sweetest melody?
2 Henry IV (3.1.7-16)
Yet another thing that I was warned about, the inability to sleep as the belly grows larger. There are a few practical reasons for it.
1. I pee a whole lot.
2. I need to sleep on my sides. Sleeping on my back isn't kosher although strangely enough for me, it's still comfortable. And to sleep on my sides means my shoulders hurt and I need to flip over. That's where it gets tricky. Trying getting a giant whale to turn turtle and then flip onto its other side.
3. It's hot. Even with the air conditioning.
4. Braxton Hicks contractions- when I try to turn the effort causes my belly to seize up like a giant rock, making it all the more uncooperative in the effort to flip over, therefore waking me up.
5. The offspring think the quietest time of night for me is time to rock n' roll and party in the belly.
So, I don't sleep all that well. Finding a comfortable position is almost impossible. And by the time I do, I wake up again. And when I wake up, I'm really wide awake. Lying there, twiddling my thumbs, thinking about how I could possibly blog about sleeping and wondering if I thought enough about blogging about sleeping whether it would actually put me to sleep. I'm thankful that I'm on leave and don't have to face hyperactive youngsters who need to be entertained to learn. If that were the case, not only would I be sleepy, I'd be extremely grumpy.
-intermission for a really big yaaaawwwwnnnn-
Oh, don't and please nobody tell me that this will prepare me for all the sleepless nights that I've actually signed myself up for. I know and am very aware of the sleepless nights and I don't look forward to it which is why I want to try and sleep as much as I can now. It's as ridiculous as Packrat's argument of why he WoWs so much now, because he won't have time later, but if I don't take the time to sleep now, when will I ever sleep again?
And I'm not even all that there yet. There's still a couple of weeks for this to get even worse. Woe is me!
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actually, sleep probably wouldnt be the thing you'll miss most...go and do the stuff you like doing.
ReplyDeletego have tea! go shopping! watch films! etc.! i know i miss being able to just go out and do whatever i want. (OK - minus the alcohol and some food...)
OK, i know you said nobody should tell you that it's preparing you for the lack of sleep to come... but I'm going to anyway!!! muahahahahaha~
ReplyDeleteBut actually, it's not that ridiculous, because what is ridiculous is the amount of sleep you will have to survive on, and I think it's God's gracious way of having our body clock adjust to that huge change bit by bit in the last few weeks. Really. *earnest look*
Wah, on leave... I also want. I want to comprain... SAHM got no leave to take. Where is the welfare in that???? Where's my welfare dept??? I wan to comprain! LOL.