I even stayed up late, but the AM light pouring through the window at 6 just did me in. I know I'll getback on schedule for a while, but it's still frustrating to me.
That and having Sam climb into bed around 4...he was having bad dreams. Then again, so was I. He's been a handful recently. I know my SW says there are the terrible twos and then the ferocious fours, and that's where we seem to be right now. We had a nice day yesterday - got him a halloween costume and everything - but then he was just tough at home. He tends to be better when there is just one of us around (me or DH) because then he isn't competing for attention with the other one of us. I can only imagine what it will be like when the baby comes. He does call it "our baby" all the time, which is great, but we still have to see.
Then I was having major league work stress dreams and also some baby stress dreams. I'm in the phase of, oh my gosh, what if something is wrong with the baby. I feel like I've had that a little too much during this pregnancy...I was freaked out till my 12 wk sono, nervous at the 20 wk until I saw all the little body parts, and now again I'm having free floating anxiety that the baby has two heads or a tail (which is all silly) or else stressing about things I can really do nthing about and that aren't really a big deal in the grand scheme of things, like worrying about blindness or deafness or other things like that, or on the other hand worrying that something is going to happen in labor and the baby won't survive. I know this stress is no good for me, and it makes me want labor to start NOW because I'm not at all stressed about delivery the baby and I'm at the stage of really wanting it out of me so I can meet it and take care of it.
Of course, most of my baby dreams are all quite lovely - dreamed last night that we had a lovely boy - who came out able to speak in whole sentences. That was trippy.
Thanks for listening.