Woe is me...I have to pee...

I am officially starting to get a little uncomfortable. Right on time with the third trimester, no? And those of you who have seen me lately know I'm not even that big yet! WTF am I gonna do?! My hips hurt, my feet hurt, and I can't lean over and make it look graceful anymore. HA! Honestly, it's work that's doing it. I'm fine all day, but as soon as I go to work and am on my feet for so long, it starts to wear me down. My energy level is still great, but as soon as I get in the car to go home, it hits me: I am sore. And I have a hard time dragging myself out of the car when I get home. I would be happy to just lean the seat back, have a blanket handy and take a nap right there, just so I don't have to move.

Well, after I do get out of the car and shuffle across the house to get into bed, barely making it to brushing my teeth and taking my meds, I get to relax and read for a little bit while Sprout wakes up and gets his kicks out. Which I really do enjoy. Adam wakes up slightly and rubs my tummy (love it) and we are a happy cozy little family...

...until 2:30-ish when I have to get up to pee. After the ceremonial orchestration of arranging my pillows comfortably to get to sleep, I can't get the fuck out of bed without undoing the whole thing! And as soon as I move, the pain arrives. My feet are cinderblocks, my hips feel like the tin man's before the oil can, and my arms lack the strength to push the top half of my body up and over the mound of fluff I have created to bolster my belly up in the air for the night. *bigsigh* So far, I have managed to control my water intake so I usually only have to get up the one time to go to the bathroom, but there are the inevitable two-to-three full-body, of-acrobatic-proportions turn-overs, which constitute the need for pillow rearrangements of their own while each slight movement ressurrects the aches and pains of a night's work. I only hope my helpless whincing isn't waking Adam up too often. *eyeroll* Not to mention, I'm fairly certain this baby is growing up into my lungs at this point, rather than out into my belly and I can't catch my breath after each session of nighttime aerobics. Oy vey!

Now...who wants to be pregnant again?! yay! LOL! In all seriousness, the good makes up for the bad by far, and I've considered myself to have a really easy pregnancy all-in-all. But I'm allowed to bitch a little, right? kthxbai.