Now I find myself "having a house" in about 7 months and this time the morning sickness has me paralyzed.
No, we do not have a Shih Tzu who sleeps on a pillow in our bed. That's me trying to avoid the world and not wanting to face the day.
I don't sleep soundly many nights. The Building Boogieman creeps into the bedroom around 2:00 AM and bonks me on the head. He then retreats to a corner and laughs at me as I toss and turn until the alarm goes off at 5:30.
Sleeping pills? A couple shots of hooch before bed? Nah. That would make me feel twice as bad the next day. Let me know if you have any suggestions. I'm thinking the response to my plea will be as productive as my request for a surrogate. Zero, zilch, nada. Am I on my own here?
Nervous Nellie
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