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I am awake at this ungodly hour. Though I figure, since my alarm is set for 6:15, another ungodly hour, I may as well just stay up. Michael's dad came around at 4:30 to pick him up for their fishing trip at the lake, and after much stomping around and lights being turned off and on, I was fully awake. Not to mention the fact that I had to pee badly, and also eat. Sleeping distracts from being glaringly pregnant at times.

Perfect strangers are now starting to notice and make mention of my protruding abdomen. There is no doubt that it can only be one thing.

Yesterday I took a half day at work. It was glorious to come home early, go to lunch, amble about downtown, but it caught up quickly and I had to nap. Pretty much every day, I come home from work and sleep for three to four hours. I always read how the second trimester supposedly brings with it a burst of energy and comfort, but I've yet to experience it. Aside from the terrible nausea in the first trimester, I was capable of a whole lot more. Overall, I shouldn't complain, as I haven't had any of the more unsavory symptoms I've read are possible, and my baby is healthy. Sometimes it's just nice to whine.