Why me??

This blog was originally posted on MySpace.

I read somewhere once that the human body requires an average of 7 hours of sleep for the brain to operate at its highest capacity. So now taking into consideration that the average person only uses something like 10-13% of their brain, it is assumed that with a full nights rest that you are using at least 10%.
Now it makes me wonder. If I am in fact literally 2 people right now, myself and the little person in my belly making me vomit every 20 minutes, then am I to assume that I now require 14 hours of sleep? 7 for myself and 7 for the baby?
This is why I ask… I am sleeping about 9 hours each night and even taking several naps during the day. However I am guessing that I am using more like 3% of my brain right now. Because half the time I have no frickin idea what the hell is going on. I am forgetting the most mundane of tasks and feeling like a complete moron.
I kid you not that on more than one occasion I have arrived at work only to realize that I somehow forgot to either brush my teeth or put on deodorant! Ya wanna talk about a pain in the butt! Thank goodness I carry those necessitys in my car.
How would I explain THAT to my boss??
“umm yah i need to go back home cause i forgot to brush my teeth”

“yeah i know that it is a 40 minute drive one way”
I mean REALLY!??! AHH! I would fire me! Wouldn’t you? How am I to get all of the rest that my body is now requesting of me and yet still carry on with day to day life?
Here it is a Saturday, it isn’t even noon and I am already ready to go back to bed and start a new day tomorrow. And now to add to the fun of walking around like a zombie complete with puke fests and irritability I am having these fun little dizzy spells. I feel like I am drunk or high or hung over or ill or all of the above. Talk about scary. I can’t even stand up!
So I go to the dr in a panic thinking something is wrong with me and they proceed to tell me that it is perfectly normal and I am perfectly healthy.
Ok don’t misunderstand, you have NO idea how happy I am that we are finally going to have a baby. I just feel like I must have been an axe murderer in my last life or something!! SHEESH. What the hell am I being punished for???
Ok… well I feel a little better after my bitch fest. A little.
Any ideas on how I can make this run smoother, I would REALLY appreciate it.
Ok… back to bed… at least for a few minutes…


about moi…

Hi, my name is Cass. I am married to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally. I’m a stay at home mom to a rockin’ 2 year old boy who I call Monkey. I have an 12 year old step-daughter who lives in another state. We miss her daily. We also have two fur babies, Daisy and Jazz, who keep us on our toes. They are awesome!

I am a complete goofball, a photographer and a constant out loud thinker. I am a grammar challenged, vulgar, cursing, sex obsessed Big Mama fumbling through life. Among other things, I battle PCOS causing infertility, Bi Polar, Anxiety and OCD.

Currently I am riding the fertility roller coaster in an attempt to make Monkey #2. This blog is about a little of everything. I hope you enjoy. Read at your own risk!


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