On the 6th day of Christmas

On the 6th day of Christmas my Daisy gave to me... 6 leg cramps a night. These awful leg cramps come nearly every night and have been since the start of pregnancy. Elevating my feet on my body pillow at night has helped but not fully resolved the issue. I will be glad when these go away. Regardless of how much water I drink or how much potassium I get, still the cramps. Five more days!

On the 7th day of Christmas...

On the 7th day of Christmas my Daisy gave to me...

7 moments of pregnancy brain a day.

All you women out there who have been pregnant know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't know what it is or why it happens but pregnancy causes the worst lapses of memory ever. I have the vaguest memory of something I am supposed to do or be doing but, I can't actually remember what it is.

It's made it horribly awkward at times. Especially when I suddenly remember what it was or when I find myself in the kitchen wondering why I went there originally. I wonder if it has anything to do with it taking so long to get TO the kitchen that by the time I get there, my fragile mind has already forgotten why I was going.

Alas, 6 more days. 4 days of work. 2 more appointments. Sooooo close!

On the 8th day of Christmas...

On the 8th day of Christmas my Daisy gave to me... 8 restless hours of sleep. I'm honestly looking forward to even a few hours of actual sleep. At this point, I lay down to sleep for more than 8 hours but I don't sleep. I have to get up to pee, to change positions, or to relieve the wrinkles on my sides from the bunching of the sheets or my shirt. How nice it will be to be able to get comfortable!

On the 9th day of Christmas...

Well, I'm a little late. I thought about it all day but when it came down to it, I never posted it. So here's the 9th day and a little later, I'll post something for the 8th day of Christmas!

On the 9th day of Christmas my Daisy gave to me...

9 pieces of advice.

From sleeping, to feeding, to diapering, to washing clothes, to organizing her room, to what toys she needs, to what equipment to buy, to...the list goes on. Essentially, when you become pregnant, everyone has a piece (or six) of advice for you. The comical movies that show the frustrated mother trying to sort through all this advice is not far from the truth. I've heard advice that directly conflicts with other advice. The interesting thing is, in the end, the parents still have to get their own rhythm and decide for themselves, as a family, what they are going to do.

I am not bothered by the advice. I do enjoy hearing the different tips but I hope no one is offended if we don't do things exactly the way they suggested.

7 days left...

On the 10th day of Christmas...

On the 10th day of Christmas my Daisy gave to me...

10 new friends.

You know how every time you have a major transition in life your friendships and friends change? Think about when you first started middle school or high school. You have the same people around you but you're not friends with the same people necessarily. Pregnancy has done much the same. I have the same exact people around me but I relate to these people differently and am friends with different ones. I find myself connecting more with those who have kids or those who want them. Not that I don't love my friends who don't want kids, it's just harder to find things to talk about because your every waking thought and moment has to do with your kids. For singles and those who don't want children, they simply don't care to hear about these things. It's hardly fascinating or interesting but those with kids...they can relate to all your highs and your dreaded lows!

So in this aspect, I have definitely gained at least 10 new friendships.

9 days to go...