Saturday, December 29, 2007

Late night feedings

Another first during my pregnancy:
I am up at 3:40 A.M. and typing this post. I haven't been up in the middle of the night typing anything since grad school and had vowed never to do it again. I've learned you can't really go by all the rules during pregnancy.

Ginger has awakened me with one of her weird "dream screams". And now I can't go back to sleep. The baby is kicking around all over the place. I'm relatively short on breath. I mean, I can't breathe slowly and deeply like i normally do in a restful state, and I'm thinking constantly about food. Now, it's not like I haven't ever woken up and thought about food. I've just never had enough motivation to roll myself out of bed and go downstairs to actually eat it.

In the past hour I've eaten TWO bowls of cereal and a tall glass of milk. And I've written a long email that was really overdue. Everything's so quiet right now. Joe's sleeping. Ginger's probably snoring, oblivious to what her antics have caused. It's raining softly outside, and I'm sitting alone at the kitchen table with my laptop.

This is a sign of what's to come, isn't it?

1 comment:

mom said...

Regarding your last sentence...yes, this is an omen of things to come. But, all wonderful things- and even the middle-of-the-night episodes are fondly remembered- after a while!

So glad you're sharing all these details with others. They're priceless. Mom