I'm not even sure I miss being able to think or function like a normal person anymore though. I have pretty much become ambivalent about everything - when I'm not pissed off or crying. Yup three emotions for me now - whatever, bitch or crybaby.
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I no longer sleep. I take catnaps. As soon as I find a comfortable position my back cramps up and I have to switch positions. Then Jellybean has a rave in my stomach and keeps me up. So my heartburn flares up and I get nauseous. Then I have to pee. Then I'm hungry and wide awake at 2:30 am - (PS people shpuld tweet and facebook more at that time - I'm bored and expect entertainment.)
After that I finally pass out from sheer exhaustion and the hubby's alarm goes off at 4:45am and 5:00am and 5:15am. My 1 and a half hours of sleep are really sufficient at this point, right?
I get out of bed and realize the dog had stomach issues last night. In three different places. The liquid kind. He had already punished himself and was sleeping in his crate with the door open. Unfortunately without opposable thumbs he is not capable of cleaning up after himself too. Jellybean's diapers will be a piece of cake for me after that. (Now you know why cloth diapers don't scare me at all. After 4 years with this dog I can handle any baby blowout!)
I'm now at work and hoping to stay awake. Its not looking good.
So how was your night, sunshine? :)