eclectic / eccentric (the tiny version)

I hate insomnia. I’ve had problems sleeping all my life; I was diagnosed with an sleep disorder where I have trouble both falling asleep and staying asleep. Oh the joy.

In the first trimester of my pregnancy, I was spoiled. I was sleeping all the time and falling asleep faster than a drunk girl can say woo! It was a beautiful, beautiful thing.

Now in the second trimester, it seems the old sleep problems have returned. It takes an hour and a half or more to fall asleep on a good night, and on a bad night I have to get out of bed after two+ hours of tossing and turning unable to fall asleep.

Color me annoyed. That’s the real problem with the shift. After years of not being able to fall asleep, I was able to lay awake in bed for hours at a time. Now I get annoyed after only 40 minutes or so. Spoiled, I tell you, spoiled by the pregnancy sleepies.

Now, here I am at 12:37 complaining on tumblr and wondering if I am ever going to be sleepy enough to head back to bed. Insomnia is the big suck.