It seems like a bad idea to complain about sleep before the baby is even born because no matter how bad it is now, I have been assured it WILL be worse. But that's probably the worst part. I know I won't be able to sleep later, and I can't even enjoy my sleep now while I have the chance... or even get enough to function normally.

I've gotten all sorts of advice on how to get some sleep and none of it works. Too much pain in my legs and hips, and no way to get rid of it. I've tried everything, trust me. All I can hope for is that this is a phase and that the pain will die back down to the acceptable-but-annoying level that it's been at for most of this pregnancy.

Till then, five hours of (non-consecutive) sleep seems like a luxury, but most nights I maybe patch together three hours in half-hour increments. Till then, I knit in the middle of the night because my brain is too fuzzy to do anything else and it hurts too much to stay in bed. And then I muddle through my work days trying to accomplish a fraction of what I used to be able to accomplish.

Here's where I say something optimistic and lovey-dovey about being a mother-to-be. Trust me, I do have that going on too, but I'm too tired to get those words out today.