All of my life, I have been a Champion Sleeper. I can sleep AWESOMELY. I rarely have had a sleepless night or any form of insomnia, except for if I had a really bad cold or something. And sleeping in- something I looooooooove to do.
Suddenly, with a little over 6 weeks to go until this baby is born, sleep is slowly slipping away from me.
It started a few weeks ago, actually. A day here, a day there… I’d wake up early (6ish… which is early considering that I work at home and can pretty much get up when I want) and not be able to get back to sleep. One day, I even woke up before 4am and stayed up (took a nap later, of course, heh) But then the next day, I’d be snoozing until 9:30 with no problem.
Yesterday, I woke up at 6 and was up for the day. Today, I was up at 4:15- and so was Dan. We both finally gave up about 5 and crawled out of bed for breakfast. It didn’t even feel like a bad thing and I wasn’t really uncomfortable or anything… I just… wasn’t tired. Which is weird for both of us.
I suppose it’s just nature’s way of getting us ready for the events to come. Soon, 5am will seem oh-so-late in the day!