38 days left, no wonder I can't sleep. My life is about to change dramatically. Having one child changes your life, yeah, but having two? You have a full blown family now. I've never been a stranger to sleepless nights. For the past two years I can count on one finger the number of nights I've slept straight through. Sleep deprivation doesn't scare me. Last night between going to the bathroom every 15 minutes,and the baby having hiccups for a good hour I paced the house. When I finally did fall asleep I woke up with the most extreme leg cramp I've ever had, my foot was stuck like a Barbie Doll's. I remember when I was pregnant with Oliver I would be up for hours the last few weeks, just up, nothing on my mind, no dishes in the sink or laundry undone. It is a good way to get you ready for the sleepless nights ahead, yeah right, if those nights were silent and calm and the air was not filled with screams of a baby and tears of a frustrated mother. I will enjoy these last few nights, even if they are restless, they will be quiet.
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