The Peanut Gallerie

This exhaustion thing is getting out of hand. I am sooooo tired. I can imagine that after James is born, there will be a whole new level of tired, but for now... my body just wants rest and doesn't care to even think about it.

Most of you know that I'm a light sleeper. (I wake up at the click right before the alarm goes off.) So you can imagine how tired I have to be to snore. That's right! I snored. The sad thing is that I'm still a light sleeper so the snoring wakes me up only to find I am the sole source of the noise since I'm the only one in the room. (I can't wait until James is here and I get to blame it on him :o)

It gets worse.

I drooled too. It's as if I am reverting back to some baby phase where I can't control anything in my sleep. I sure hope it stops there, lol.

On top of that, I missed church on Sunday! I have been going every Wednesday and Sunday. For some reason, this Sunday was bust. It's not like I didn't try. I got in the car... but Sarrah took one look at me and said no... maybe it was my hair or just the fact that getting in the car was such a challenge. Sadly, once in the car, I didn't want to get out and go back in the house... the energy it takes is too difficult to even think about... sigh.

I hope he decides to come this weekend. The effort it takes to feel guilty for having my family do everything for me is.... well... tiring.

It's sad, isn't it?

When am I suppose to catch up on sleep? When he's 18? Are you kidding me? I'll be up worrying if he's alright.... Maybe when I'm dead I'll finally be able to sleep peacefully. If that's the case, I don't mind being so sleep deprived.