Dec 2009 (The Yellow Mile)
Before I got pregnant I would sleep though the night without any problems. When I was out, I was out to the world. It was great. Since being pregnant though I get up on average about 2-3 times a night, which is really tiresome.
Well last night was a break point. I am exhausted and the bathroom is roughly about 30 feet from my bed. I woke up about 3:30am, sat on the side of the bed for a few moments, and then flopped to my side. I didn’t want to get up for anything, but three little people playing on your bladder tends to make the decisions for you. I made a silly joke to my husband when I finally dragged myself up (he is a very light sleeper so I woke him up). I said this was my Green Mile… like from the movie. He just laughed and said no, it was my yellow mile. I couldn’t help but giggle about it because not only did it fit, he just sounded so cute saying it.