In response to telling some cashier at Target that I was pregnant last year, she said "Ahhh... stock up on chicken noodle soup and green tea. When you're a mom you're sick all the time." I remember laughing along with her but thinking, whatever that can't be all that true. But now I'm beginning to understand.
Sickness has hit the Hammergren household once again. I'd been noticing signs of sickness in Gunnar for days but didn't realize the extent of it until John started feeling ill two days ago and I began to feel it last night. Ugh. This is the 3rd illness that has attacked our home since Gunnar was born (we're normally quite healthy people, I swear). Great timing too. Just what I want to bring with me to Florida, a cold...and even worse, a baby with a cold. I'm not sure how Gunnar got this illness but I'm certain that my immune system grabbed onto it because of my lack of sleep.
I think my body has forgotten how to sleep long stretches. I can't remember the last time I slept longer than 3 hours at a time. This is the plague of my mommyhood. No matter how morbid it sounds...I'm constantly convinced something tragic is happening to my baby. Maybe because he seems just too good to be true...I'm just constantly on edge. The most common thought that runs through my head at any given point... "IS HE BREATHING?" I don't know if it's the scare tactics they drill into your head during baby classes about SIDS or what but I can't get this thought out of my head. So when I don't hear him...I think "He's not breathing!" Completely illogical. Ridiculous, I know! But I can't shake these thoughts out of my head.
And sooooo I get up, out of bed. Every 2-3 hours....even when he's still sleeping away. Sometimes I work myself up so much that I can't get back to sleep. And I lie in my bed and wonder...does every mom do this?? Or am I completely crazy?!
Thankfully, due to this icky illness...last night I was in a coma of sorts and slept in solid 3 hour increments before waking with the morbid thoughts. And thankfully, after checking in on G to make sure he was *sigh* breathing...I was able to fall right back to sleep. But I'm just hoping I can learn to relax a little more and allow my body to sleep the way I did when I was pregnant (before the uncomfortable period).