October 13, 2007
11:00 p.m.
Go to bed. Fall asleep quickly, thanks to Bryan’s rubbing and conversation.
12:30 a.m.
Why am I awake? Am I uncomfortable? Dur. Try and roll over as quietly as possible, using pillow to stifle grunts as I heave my massive belly to the other side of my spine.
1:15 a.m.
Why am I awake AGAIN? Oh, that crazy kicking in my liver. Good reason. POKEPOKEPOKEPOKEPOKE. GO TO SLEEP TONY.
1:45 a.m.
OHMYGOD, my leg! Oooooh, that cramp is killer. Maybe if I get up.. NOOO, okay, laying back down. Oh my Jesus God, it is stretching from my toes to my thigh. OwOwOwOw… wow, it’s a good things this isn’t labor, cause Bryan is sure sleeping through my breathing here..
And you see how well you sleep at 33 weeks of pregnancy.
9:48 am
I feel for ya!
At least you didn’t get a call at midnight. I was sound asleep and a guy on Michael’s crew called asking Michael where he could get insulin needles. The guy was drunk and we can only assume he wants needles to shoot something up??? Michael just hung up on the guy and turned his cell off….