…the EXHAUSTION, I mean. The slap-me-over-the-head, knock-me-down exhaustion. I was tired during the first trimester and so I took a nap nearly every day. But over the past month I’ve been in the glory days of pregnancy–that blessed second trimester where I’m no longer sick or tired and my belly isn’t so big that it’s hard to walk or breathe–but apparently those sun-shiney days are over. Or at least on hold for a while.
It started on Monday. The morning was fine, but when it hit 12:30 in the afternoon I could have fallen asleep sitting up. I figured it was because I’d woken up earlier than usual that day, but no, this exhaustion has carried on.
I blame my lack of posting on the sleepiness. Entire first trimester with barely a post? It’s because I was napping in my bed during blog-writing time. And this week? Yes, I have been snoozing during the preferred posting time. Last week I still felt energetic, as you can tell.
Please hear me: I am not complaining. If this is the worst of my pregnancy, the part where I have to sleep everyday in order to grow a healthy baby, I am okay with it. Although I do have to work extra hard when I’m awake and be especially efficient with my work. I don’t want Hubby to hear me tell him that I’ve taken a nap while thinking to himself Yeah, I can see you took a nap by the state of this house.