I have sat down to write a journal entry the past two evenings now, and either I end up with a blank screen or a ton of totally discombobulated ramblings that don’t really have much to do with anything. Evenings and me aren’t working out so well… I just get too tired to put sentences together. (Actually, I’m pretty tired this morning as well, but not much I can do about that unless I think I have time for a nap.) So I apologise to everyone (to my readers, to my blog) for not writing. I like to write often just for my own record-keeping.

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I want to give a shout-out to two of the fabulous girls I met last year.

Lady-In-Waiting at Purgatory just got two great betas. I’m so excited for her and all my fingers are crossed that everything continues to go really smoothly for her!!

You may or may not have heard around the blog-sphere, but Mary Ellen at Not According To Plan is pregnant with triplets. Her pregnancy is currently very precarious, and I’m scared as shit for her. She is 18 weeks along and her cervix is not holding, despite the cerclage… she’s on bedrest and being monitored very closely. She’s counting down to viability. I swear every time I check her blog (daily) I hold my breath and only let it out when I see there’s no news or good news. I can’t even put into words how much I’m thinking about her and hoping beyond hope that those babies stay in there safe and sound.

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Devin is apparently head down a lot lately, because I have to pee…. every 10 seconds. I am not real fond of this feeling. (Although, despite having to go frequently I still actually have to go a good amount, it’s not just a fake pee. So I can’t ignore it either.)

Of course then yesterday he wasn’t so low, and instead every time I sat at my desk he was kicking me high on my right side… slouching even a little bit pushed him into my ribs. The last two days I had some good-sized meals, which resulted in me feeling very squashed inside for some time. I had to walk around and lean back and stretch on the couch in order to give my insides some breathing room.

I believe this is what one might call “between a rock and a hard place.” Running out of room in there!

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The night sweats are back. I am not amused. Now I hear a lot of pregnant ladies, even the ones who are cold when they go to bed, say they wake up sweaty and burning up. This is not my problem. My problem is that I wake up sweaty and freezing cold. I don’t even understand how that’s possible, but there it is… I wake up with my sheets drenched in sweat, sweat dripping down between my boobs and all over my body, and I’m shivering for all I’m worth. It is beyond gross, and extremely frustrating… it’s impeding my sleep, and I can’t even just roll over and fall back asleep, I have to get up and towel myself off. Ugh! The only reason for it I can figure is that my body overheats itself while I’m asleep, goes into sweat-overdrive mode to cool down, which then works too well and my body temp falls like crazy waking me up in shivers. So body? Stop overcorrecting, you idiot!!

Also back are the leg cramps… I haven’t been drinking enough water lately, and I can tell. Ugh. I need to keep on top of that.

Between those two things and my hips sleep has sucked lately. I’m just flat-out exhausted, and I know it’s because I’m not getting enough good sleep.

Most of the time I think about this point in pregnancy and I’m like, “Wow! I’m 7 months pregnant! Where did the time go??” Den pointed out that it’s been over 6 months since we found out we were expecting. And it seems to have just flown by! But then there are times when my belly is feeling awkward and heavy, when I’m tired and gassy and my hips are sore, that I think to myself, 2 months left… if I’m feeling like this now, how am I going to feel in 2 months?? Oh yes, I am starting to see why women want their babies evicted by the end. I’m certainly not there yet. But in 2 months? Yeah. I could see that.