But no, not the part where you have superb eyesight and amazing agility. Just the part where all you do is sleep. Joe and I just got back from a fabulous couple of days in Galena, IL. We stayed in a beautiful B&B, and ate lots of good food, and sat in the hot tub (but don’t worry — not too hot, since apparently that’s another thing us pregnant ladies can’t do). But mostly we slept. 9-10 hours per night, and then I would take a nap in the day. On Tuesday, we were going to go to a really cool state park in Iowa, with caves and nature trails, etc. Then I went back to the room to get my flashlight for the caves, and never quite made it out again. I twas pretty amazing how much I could sleep. Today, when we got home, I started putting away my things from the trip, and thought, “Oh, I’ll just rest my eyes for a sec” and woke up an hour later. Joe said to me, incredulously, “Did you really sleep?” When I replied in the affirmative, he said “That’s starting to get pretty impressive.” You know that when JoeKim is impressed by sleep habits, you have a problem. I’m not sure how to work a full 8 hours tomorrow. And I’m certainly unclear about how my friends who have 2-year-olds or 5-year-olds or any other type of thing like that and are pregnant manage to stay upright. Tomorrow at work I’m thinking of resorting to the old Tom and Jerry tricks — either a) propping my eyes open with toothpicks, or b) buying glasses and painting eyeballs on them. I’m sure either one will totally fool my boss in our 8:30 staff meeting, right??
I am suddenly part cat September 6, 2007