Sleep…Need…More…Zzzzzz (32 Weeks)

Oh dear readers it has been an exhausting few months. So much is happening right now that my Pusheen calendar has almost everyday booked up. Big, scary crazy adult stuff is happening with us at the moment but I won’t be saying anything about it until it’s all confirmed. It’s good scary stuff and extremely positive for us as a family but WOW such a big thing. Being pregnant just adds to the extra stress. Mogwai likes to remind me that he’s very much taken up residence in my womb and has no intentions of vacating just yet. All I have wanted to do for the past few weeks is to curl up under the burrow and have a non-disturbed sleep until, shall we say Mogwai is ready to be born? Even now typing this I can feel myself slowly nodding off as I keep missing keys and forgetting what I was going to type. What was I saying? Oh pregnancy you pain in the butt you!


I don’t remember being this tired last time with Cabbit but then again my memory of late has been very foggy. A pregnancy thing. I just want to sleep all day and do nothing. Well, maybe have a cup of tea, eat some cake, read, write and then sleep. But still. I have very little energy for much else. Even putting on make-up feels like a chore. The amount of times lately I have nearly stabbed myself in the eye with eyeliner is ridiculous. I am just too damn tired! Maybe it’s because this time around I also have an energetic toddler who keeps me and his father busy 24/7. At my 32 weeks appointment today I mentioned how tired I was and the GP said it could possibly be my iron levels. Oh joy! Another blood test. But it could also be because this time around I am already running ragged around a little human. I am lucky to have my husband help out as much as he does but I still feel just urgh. Feels like no matter how much sleep I get, it’s never enough. I know that if you oversleep it can make you more tired but it’s all I want to do. I feel like a bear, I want to hibernate and hide away. I have the temper of a bear at the moment. Or as my husband would say a very angry marshmallow (our rabbit). Hmmm probably best I don’t get started on my mood swings of late, they have been all over the place. Ahhhh why does pregnancy do these crazy things to us? Can’t it just be a lovely relaxing smooth ride where we are sent away on a luxury cruise ship to drink ice teas and get hot stone massages? Thought not.


Lucky for us, we are going away next week to Centre Parcs in Longleat. A little holiday that is much overdue. I have never been to one before but have seen the fancy TV adds with the smug posh people riding bikes though forests laughing at how rich they are. Bitter? Me, no. It’s not a cheap place let me tell you that. However because we have decided to go when children are back at school, the price is much more reasonable. I am curious as to what all the fuss is about. I am going to get to handle owls while husband does some fencing. Excited much! It will be nice to just get away as the 3 of us and take some much-needed time out. I have already seen they have a pancake place that sounds amazing. I won’t be going there at all…


I am off to try and grab a quick nap while I can. Who am I kidding? I have a 2 and a half-year old who likes to be AWAKE! A LOT!!!
Hop hop wiggle wiggle

About Bunny's Pause

Hello, I'm a Author/Poet/Reviewer/Bookworm/Gamer/Music Lover/Wife and Mother! I review and recommend books as I LOVE to read! I am always on the lookout for new and upcoming books to expand my ever-growing library. If you have something you wish me to read and review, please contact me. I would be delighted to hear from you. Hop hop wiggle wiggle
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