No matter how much I sleep I feel tired. My eyes feel sleepy. My body wants to move, but it waddles. I was told I’m running out of juice. My brain is on half speed. I didn’t call the hospital all weekend (to book my hospital tour) because I was convinced the hospital would be closed. It’s frustrating to be so slow when I know what I used to be capable of.
I plan on having my hair in braids during labor. I just want to sit inside myself and not think about about anything except giving birth to my baby. I want as little annoyances as possible: no hair in my face, no constricting clothes, no over ruffled frilly clothes, no smells. I just want to be in my space and I want to feel in control and strong.