In the midst of the organizing, we took Little Man up north to an appointment with a sleep clinic. Hubs and I both went into the day with high hopes, and we both left more than a little disappointed. Basically we spent two hours retelling a behavioral psychiatrist and then a neurologist Little Man's entire medical history and sleep habits. Then they both came back with all of the usual ideas that we've tried, tested, and had fail on us. The only real information we got out of the day was that it might be a good idea to try melatonin after all, and that Little Man snores because he has slightly enlarged tonsils. And really the screaming and kicking involved in finding the latter out was definitely not worth it.
|Blurry cellphone photo of me and Little Man on the train for "Day Out With Thomas" I'd have written about the day, but he was sick and grumpy.|
I also ended up not auditioning for a show I really was hoping to audition for. I had convinced myself up until last week that I could totally handle being pregnant and rehearsing for a show that would open less than a month after my due date. Every single person I talked to about it seemed to think I was insane (perhaps a clue?), but I was sure I would be just fine - how hard would it be?!?! Well then a few days before auditions I ended up getting the worst round ligament pains I've ever felt. They were bad enough that even trying to stand up straight left me completely breathless. I knew it was probably because I'd been running around like a madwoman trying to finish household projects and not taking the time to rest and hydrate like I normally do. So I reluctantly admitted to Hubs that I can't do everything and that I would skip this one. I was so bummed out and grouchy for the entire weekend thinking about missing out on yet another show, but in the end I know it was for the best. Making a selfish decision would have felt great in the short term, but come August when the baby arrived I knew I'd be kicking myself for not setting aside more time for our home and family. I'm still working on squelching the green-eyed monster feeling I have going on as people talk about how much fun it will be working on shows all summer. I think it will be easier once I get a little rounder and unable to move without groaning - then I'll be so glad I don't have to leave the house I'll probably laugh if you remind me about how I was upset about not being able to rehearse three days a week in the heat of the summer!!
Until then though the next few weekends will be insanely busy - we have plans at least one day every weekend until July! I can't wait to spend time in this beautiful weather with my friends and family. I was a little worried that we'd have nothing to do on the weekends since a lot of our summer weekends usually revolve around concerts and wine festivals that aren't especially pregnant-lady friendly, but I should have known better. Just because I can't party like a rockstar doesn't mean I won't be partying at all!
|Before heading out to a pool party to kick off the summer!|