I am having… intestinal trouble. Remember when I posted about my previous trouble? Well today that resolved itself…. and unfortunately is apparently still in the process of resolving itself. I’m supposed to be sleeping, but my stomach is roiling and hurting. Now don’t get me wrong, I am very happy that my intestines have cleared out – that’ll probably make me a heck of a lot more comfortable (and less bloated!) tomorrow. I just kind of hoped this wouldn’t be an all-day/all-night event.

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Den has been in total awe of our ultrasound all day. When I talk about the ultrasound he just keeps saying how very cool it was to see the baby moving around in there… that’s what got him the most: the movement. Seeing the baby move its arms and legs and wiggle around… really kind of made it feel real to us. During the U/S he kept touching my arm and hand, as if to say, “Wow, look at that!”

Honestly I wish I had a video of that U/S so I could replay it over and over again! The previous ones it was just a stationary blob, so the picture I got pretty much captured it. But – and the profile pic we got today is pretty damn cool – today’s doesn’t capture that experience. It doesn’t show how alive the baby was. And I feel like I want to somehow save that memory before it slips away. Anyone got a pensieve?

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I’ve been feeling really badly about how slowly all my work is going, but that exhaustion is just kicking my ass right now. I’m normally not much of a go-getter, but the last little while I’ve felt like it’s an extreme accomplishment just to get out of bed. Getting dressed is a bonus. (Unfortunately, as it frequently happens, that is shortly followed by un-dressing and crawling back into bed.)

Today after my ultrasound the idea was for me to get some work done at home, but Den, feeling sick, stayed home and crawled into bed. You can just imagine how long that set-up lasted before I crawled in with him. I cuddled up to him – he was so nice and warm – and I felt that exhaustion creep over me like a heavy blanket. I remember rolling away from him and falling asleep on my side of the bed, as is usual (I really, really need my space to sleep. There’s a reason we have a king-size mattress… anything less and I can’t sleep when he’s sleeping.) So imagine my surprize when I mentioned our nap later on in the evening and Den laughs and says I fell asleep on his shoulder. :shock: Apparently when I cuddled up to him I was out like a light for some time before I woke up and rolled back over. He said I was out cold, even twitching now and again in my sleep. I was out. I can’t even begin to describe how rare that is for me. I never, ever fall asleep in his arms, as much as I would like to.

So yeah, not much is getting done. The house is a sty, much to my chagrin. I sure hope I get some energy back soon. I keep falling behind in work, and that’s stressful. :(