Monday, November 7, 2011

Insomnia.

Clam shell here! Little Cletus is as happy as a clam. He moves around, he gives me strong kicks, his heartbeat is always strong on the NST monitors. That makes me the clam shell, of course. (Cute nickname courtesy of my dear aunt.) I watched him kick my abdomen a few times this evening. Then he disappeared when I poked at my belly. Oh, you can run kiddo and you can certainly try and hide, but your jig will soon be up. You'll be swaddled nicely in a few weeks and then we'll see how much you can kick me from the Babby Burrito!

When you're in bed or reclined much of the time, it's difficult to to find yourself tired and ready for bed. I've turned off the TV and played all of my Words with Friends games. It's time to wind-down. So I thought I'd give an update. I slept extremely well last night, with the help of exhaustion and some benadryl. The night before - not so much. I think I fell alseep around 4 am and then snoozed on and off for most of the morning. My doctor was pretty reasonable - so long as I get enough sleep, he doesn't want me to worry about when I get it.

The advice I've seen again and again re: bed rest is to set up a routine. I suck at routines. (That's why an insulin pump works so well for me; it gives a lot of flexibility.) I have two weeks to go and I'm not going to sweat it. Clock watching doesn't help insomnia.  Fortunately now I'm feeling pretty sleepy. Something else helped for the past few nights - a heating pad. Oh, it was lovely on my back and kept me toasty warm. Hospitals have some really cool gadgets, and the water-filled heating pads, or 'K-packs', are pretty magical. They get warm quickly and stay nice and warm. This balances out with the really iffy HVAC system, that's always blowing around air and usually warm if I want cool or cool if I want warm. I gave up on the thermostat. Messing with the dial took it from Cool to ICE or from Warm to ZOMGTROPICS.

Two weeks to the evacuation date! And now Cletus is kicking me again. See what I get for taunting the boy? He's so advanced, he can read unpublished blog pages. ;)

You'll have to ask Future-Dad about his adventures in the Infant-Care class he took on Saturday. He did have someone there for moral support, since I couldn't attend. It sounds like it was a very informative course, and I've been reading the book - it's quite good. Maybe I'll get a few more pages in and then find some zzz's.

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