I woke up at 1:13am to go to the bathroom.
It is now 3:56am.
Obviously, I'm still awake.
I'm really, really hot.
I'm really, really big.
I'm really, really feeling the heart burn.
I probably shouldn't have eaten that bacon cheeseburger for dinner.
Or that basket of fries.
Or the strawberry shortcake dessert.
On the bright side. At least I'm just bloated, not "really, really bloated." But, I have a bad feeling the "really, really bloated" phase is just around the corner. My feet feel more and more like over-filled water ballons every day.
Dave will be happy to know that while I lay in bed for over an hour trying to get back to sleep, I practiced my labor breathing techniques. I thought for sure that would put me to sleep. No dice. And just so you know, it really didn't make the "uncomfortable lying in bed awake thing" any better. It also didn't make me feel less hot. Or less bloated.
So how exactly is it going to help with the most excruciating pain ever? Maybe I'm doing it wrong.
I wish there was a conference talk I could listen to on my ipod. Nothing lulls me to sleep quite like a conference talk...