Sleeping is becoming increasingly less fun. It's not that I am not tired because believe me, I am. but the more this baby grows the more uncomfortable it makes laying down. I'm almost at the point where I have to buy a little step stool to get into our bed. We bought a king size bed a couple of years ago with this big fat mattress which means the bed is quite tall. I always knew it would become a problem once I was with child...and it already is.
The thing is, I don't even look all that pregnant yet. It's getting there, but some of these issues I'm beginning to have I was expecting when the belly was sticking out a few more inches than it is now. I had no idea that bending over would start to get uncomfortable at 12 weeks. Our loveseat no longer wants to offer assistance when I try to get up, so now I'm resigned to just sit on the couch only. I was actually sore from bowling on Tuesday night, and I've never been sore from bowling before. It's so strange how different my body reacts to the same things now that it's growing a human.
I think it kind of surprises Nick too. He's said on more than one occasion this week: "You're only 19 weeks!" I guess he was expecting me to start having movement problems farther along. It's definitely an adventure for the two of us.
Back to sleep though. It's very difficult to get comfortable now. Every website and all the books keep saying to sleep on your side...left side is best. What they don't tell you is that you will wake up in the morning without any feeling in the arm that you've been laying on all night because you cut off circulation to that limb. They don't tell you that your shoulders will hurt from being hunched down all night. They recommend a body pillow for support, but don't explain to you that it will cause you to sweat profusely all night because you are constantly hot.
I miss laying on my back. Thank goodness I wasn't a stomach sleeper before.
The swelling thing blows my mind too. I went on a walk with Nick's mom and grandmother one night last week. Nothing too fast, just a slow walk aroun their neighborhood but it was a little over a mile. By the time we got back around to her house my hands were swollen and my fingers looked like sausages. I went in the house and sat down for about 30 minutes, put my feet up, and the swelling just melted away. It was the darndest thing.
I just can't wait to see what's around the corner for my ever-changing body.