Worst Night

Although I may be saying this again once the baby’s born and I’m awake all night because she’s got her days and nights mixed up (happened with her brothers), last night could possibly be one of the worst nights I’ve had this whole pregnancy.

It was a pretty normal night: made dinner, we all ate, put the boys to bed for school the next day and then Mario and I watched TV and chilled out. I took a shower when I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore and Mario left to have a beer at Chris’. I got into bed and I couldn’t sleep, so I turned on the TV and started watching Mystery Diagnosis on Discovery. As much as I wanted to fall asleep, I couldn’t, once again, since I was having these weird, wavering pains. I couldn’t tell at all if they were contractions or not since I’d get them in my back, my sides, the very top of my belly and at the bottom of my pelvis. Mario gets home, slides into bed (and tells me over and over again how beautiful he thinks I am and kisses me on the forehead and eyes, which makes me feel so nice since I felt like a messy-haired blob) and gestures for me to lay my head on his shoulder while we stubbornly fight sleep to keep watching Mystery Diagnosis. At one point I got a pain that was so strong I frantically asked him to help me sit upright since I felt like I couldn’t breathe. He asked, “Was it that bad?” and I nod, because I could barely breathe through it.

We finally decide to go to sleep and as soon as I close my eyes I get another pain and then another. I figured my stomach was upset, so I went to the bathroom. Get back into bed and all I remember is falling asleep, then waking up just as fast due to how uncomfortable I was. I almost bawled my eyes out. I managed to get about an hour or two of sleep in total. I even got up once to grab a 7up, which I hate drinking. Mom (and everyone else who knows me) knows I only drink 7ups or Sprites if I’m feeling ill. And my God, did I feel ill.

I was so tired and sleepy in the morning that I fed the kids, grabbed their clothes and had them put them on without even ironing them. I sat down on the couch, trying hard not to fall asleep since I was supervising their getting ready. I hated to do it, because I knew he’d fallen asleep late, too, but I woke Mario up to drop the kids off for me. My stomach felt so heavy and my pelvis so pressured that I could barely walk; I was dragging my feet. Thankfully Mario obliged and took them to school. We fell asleep again after he left and I actually had a good two hour nap without interruptions. Mary called around 10:45 that she was feeling shaky and weird because of the Albuterol she’s taking for her Bronchitis and wanted to be picked up. Tommy and Mario were supposed to do it, but we decided we should just go for her instead.

So I’m here, waiting for him to get back from work (he was picking up his check) and waiting to eat lunch with him. I haven’t had anymore strong pains, but I have been feeling lots of pressure, almost a balling-up of Alaethia, in my belly. I hardly think I’ll go into labor today, though it would be ideal since Mario’s home. I kind of just want to get it over with already and have her in my arms! I don’t know if my legs, pelvis and belly can take this till Wednesday!

Oh, and the bursts of energy that were brought on by the Nesting Phase? Yeah, that’s TOTALLY gone out the window.