|The Story of Flapjack|
I am so exhausted today, I couldn't even type the word "exhausted" without messing it up and having to go back and fix it. I haven't a bit of energy today. It's unfortunate because I was feeling better yesterday after getting some fresh air and sunshine on my walk, and then doing Zumba in the evening, now I feel like I've just completely crashed. I can't stop yawning and all I want to do is curl up under my desk and take a nap. I can't even look forward to sleeping in on Saturday morning because we have to get up early enough that we have time to go to the bank and deposit our tax returns.
I should emphasis that I was a sleepy sort of a person even before I got pregnant. I often would find myself yawning in the car on the way to work, yawning once I got into the office, yawning after lunch, etc. I often would fall asleep on the couch inadvertently, usually when watching a movie with my husband that he was particularly interested in seeing. I have been known to nod off at my desk, and one morning after a particularly late night, I actually fell asleep at the wheel of my car while I was stopped at a traffic light and I was woken up by the person behind me honking their horn after I failed to move once the light changed. That particularly incident freaked me the heck out and made me start trying to go to bed by 10 pm every night, lest it happen again. So yeah, sleep has always been an issue for me, I never feel like I get enough of it and pregnancy is just aggravating this already problematic aspect of me. There's probably a much better way I could have phrased that sentence, but my brain is too tired to come up with it.
Another thing that sucks about it is the fact that my husband has had sleeping problems basically his whole life. He never gets a good night's sleep, ever, and most of the time he functions day to day on 3-5 hours of small doses of sleep. I quite honestly don't know how he survives like this because if I get less than 8 hours of sleep, I'm a veritable zombie and I have a difficult time keeping my eyes open during the course of the day. I think that I would literally cry if I had the same trouble with sleeping that he has, so I feel like a complete prat complaining about being tired after getting a full 7-8 hours sleep when he's getting by with much less than that on a regular basis.
Does anyone have any tips for keeping energized while you're pregnant? I allow myself a cup of tea in the morning but I really don't want to take in any more caffeine than that per day. I know people say that exercise gets you energized, but that's never been the case for me. Even when I wasn't pregnant, exercise always had the same affect on me, I could have the most adrenaline boosting workout, and immediately after it's done and I've cooled down, I'm yawning and wanting a nap. Is there any magic pregnancy elixir that boosts your energy levels without pumping you full of caffeine and sugar and other not-ideal-for-the-baby things?
I was joking around with my husband yesterday about how fascinated I think I'm going to be with myself once I start being able to breastfeed. It's just such an interesting thing to me, to think that in a few months, a part of my body that was completely unremarkable will suddenly start dispensing a tasty beverage. It would be like having your index finger suddenly start dispensing margaritas, or your elbow one day starts spouting founts of root beer. It's fascinating to me that I'm going to become a magic milk-making machine. I used to joke with one of my coworkers that I think lactating women ought to sell other milk products made from their own milk like ice cream, yogurt and cheese. I do think it's fascinating that we'd probably be so grossed out by someone selling breast milk ice cream, but we eat things made from the breast milk of cows and goats without giving it a second thought. We're such odd creatures.