I'm 25 weeks, one day today. That means we've got less than four months left - YIKES! So much to do, so little time!
And good grief, I'm tired. I wake up tired, even if I don't wake up at night. When I get home, it's all I can do to manage dinner (and yes, Brian helps with cooking and/or clean-up) and bath for Julian (it doesn't help that my freakishly night-owl child doesn't give it up and sleep until 10:00 or later pretty much every night), and then drag myself to bed. This is like the first tri tiredness on steroids. I can't decide if it's just part of being 40 and pregnant, or if I may be anemic. I remember being horribly tired with Julian at about this same point in the pregnancy, and it turned out I was anemic. I'm going to ask my doc about checking my iron levels, because it would be very uncool if I took to falling asleep at my desk at work every day. It's not like that could go unnoticed in a cube farm.
4 comments:
Our Emma was born at 25 weeks. that whole third trimester - totally unnecessary! lol
I guess so, huh? LOL Nah, tired or not, I'll be all right if mine stays in there a bit longer - at least until his room is presentable!
I have a night owl kid too. My 3yo has always been up late and slept in in the morning, even in the womb. Hope you feel better soon!
Just stopping by to see how you're doing. Hope all is well!
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