Insomnia

Like my husband, I too had an awful time sleeping last night. I went to bed at about 11, ready for a solid 6 and a half hours of sleep. 12 rolls around... I kinda shrug, thinking, hey, I've lived on less sleep. 1 rolls around, Drew comes to bed. I realize my tummy hurts, but the Pepto's in the car. I take a little Mylanta and drink some cold water and crawl back into bed. 2 comes lumbering up on my clock and the Sandman's nowhere in sight. I keep thinking that I have to be asleep by 3:30 because I need to sleep for at least 2 hours to get an accurate reading on my basal body thermometer. 2:30, I go out to the living room to sneak in a snuggle with the restless husband. I lay down on the couch next to him and am nearly comforted to sleep because he's stroking my hair just like my mom used to do when I was a kid and had trouble sleeping. I went back to bed and fell asleep shortly afterwards.

I woke up at 5:30 and forgot to take my temperature. Oh well. I'm allowed a day off.

I'm going to bed shortly after Drew gets home. I can't wait.