This has been my life for the past few weeks. I covered a week for a gal on vacation, her shift being 9:30pm - 8:00am seven days in a row. Yep, by day four I was wishing the world would end so I wouldn't have to come to work. It did not, however, and I dragged my sleepy butt in every day and got through it just fine (except with more complaining than normal). Then, rather than play on my days off, I slept. A lot. And when I say a lot, I mean a lot... like 14 hours a day, at least. It's pathetic how tired I've been. Supposedly this goes away by week 12. I'm sorta doubting how I can go from feeling completely dead to the world most days to completely fine. We'll see! I hope it does because we have a heck of a lot of stuff to do. And I haven't really seen anyone much lately. I miss my friends. :)
So, there's my whiny pregnancy update. I'll post more later, about not so whiny material.
