Maybe if I stay up long enough - I'll get pics of a beautiful sunrise...

Dear Mother Nature:

It is presently 5:14am on a Friday. I have a month and 2 days left until my due date. All I had to do was get up and use the bathroom and have a sip of water.
But no - we couldn't leave it at that on a Friday morning could we, at 4:30am?
With the threats of a potential leg cramp and with hip cramps already having a fiesta - and a puppy that's really not a puppy anymore stretched out lengthwise on my side of the bed - you had to keep me going.
I promoted myself to the couch in the dark with nothing but my pillow in hopes for a blissful sleep - which was the norm. I usually can pass out on the couch comfortably as it's an old, well-loved leather couch and cool to the touch (great for the cramps if you didn't know already) and dog & husband free. Today - was not the case.
I used to brag to my other pregnant colleagues, "Oh no I sleep like a baby - even with a couple bathroom breaks in the middle of the night." Now I'm ashamed to say - I may have insomnia? Who knows. It's supposed to hit 75% of pregnant women.
I'll try to go back to sleep - but I know that you live life on the edge and enjoy teasing us in various ways throughout life. Knowing my luck - this would be one of them.

As if having an alien in your tummy bounce on your bladder, like a 4 year old tugging your hand to go to the playground with their friends - wasn't bad enough.
The pregnancy-brain moments (The title of this post originally was "Maybe if I stay up long enough - I'll get pics of a beautiful sunset"), the cramps, the Braxton Hicks - nothing like a good April Fool's joke everyday during the final weeks of pregnancy.....the cravings (mine have been controllable - thank goodness), the constant bladder interruptions, the stretch marks ("Tiger stripes are cooler than lions - they don't have stripes" says the husband) and the raging hormones....and the aches and pains....the list goes on - but eventually - you forget it all once you hear the first cries of your baby. So they say.

Not that I'm a negative person - but more so - a realist. I've been keeping a journal for the baby of things that have happened throughout the pregnancy. I think it's because I don't want to forget any of these things and that somewhere deep down inside my confused brain - I kind of like knowing that my baby will have a great chuckle at my expense some day down the road. I know I have while reading earlier entries.

So now I sit here in the dark - hungry as anything (but don't want to wake the husband with my crashing in the dark attempting to make a PBJH sandwich) but I will survive.
I will attempt to fall back asleep...I think that's why nobody is writing me back on MSN haha.

Long story short? Thanks Mother Nature - the baby will be worth it - I know.