The trials of trimester three

I guess I reached the peak of pregnancy well-being sometime last trimester, because things are slowly starting to roll downhill...

The main problem I'm having right now is that I am not able to get enough sleep. Our cats are one reason for that: Dennis, especially, is scratching on the blinds, meowing incessantly, and generally being a pain at night, waking us up for attention. Then, when I get up (either to try and shoo Dennis out of the room--giving him the attention he's seeking--or to pee, which has become more like 3 times a night instead of just once) and go back to bed, Gizmo crawls and lies on me near my shoulder, purring. Jealous Dennis must then hop onto the bed and also crawl into my face, purring. So they are having this shoving and kneading and purring contest almost in my face as I try to fall back asleep.

It's not just the cats though, I think. It's the getting up to pee thing. And the not being able to get comfortable thing (tossing from the left to the right side and back again; and it's not comfortable to turn over either). And when I wake up at night, it's hard for me to fall back asleep! And sometimes I feel very hungry, and sometimes William is rather acrobatic, though I don't know that he has specifically woken me up yet with his somersaults or kicks.

Over the past week, I have gotten less than 5 hours of sleep a night. It's taking quite a toll on me. I don't know how miserable, moody, grouchy, or depressed I would feel if I were getting great sleep, but I can't help feeling that lack of sleep is the cause of all of these. Unfortunately, it's negatively affecting Darryl as well (which I am sorry for).

Another fun thing about trimester three is that I'm starting to feel a bit sick to my stomach again. I thought intially it was that I was drinking watered-down coffee (i.e. 1/6 c. coffee, 5/6 c. water) in the morning (to try and stay awake), and that that was negatively affecting my ulcer, though I am still taking Nexium. I've stopped with the coffee, but still feel kind of nauseous.

And the last gripe I'll write about today is our nursery. Currently, it's kind of a pyrantel yellow (which is to say, a very bright, light, coolish, almost-fluorescent yellow). It shocks me whenever I peek into the room. Yes, I did pick out that colour and yes, the swatch is quite bright (though to me the swatch colour looks warmer than how it is on our walls). So poor Darryl will have to repaint the walls. We will choose a slightly more toned-down yellow, because I'm not sure I will be able to feel comfortable in that room as it is now. I'll post pics when I get around to it.

In better news, I think I've gotten our baby birth announcement figured out. Basically, Pap will be printing them out at his work on cardstock so I can avoid paying a company to print them. I essentially copied a design I found online and modified it a bit to suit us. I now just need to wait until William is born so I can get measurements and a photo to include on the announcement. :-) Yay!!!

Here's an interesting story (link snatched from my brother's blog) about a couple who had fraternal twins of different races:

http://www.neatorama.com/2007/03/24/mixed-race-twins/