Quick! Before I pass out!

I think there’s something about seeing a positive pregnancy test and reading the words “1st trimester fatigue” that makes me insanely, ridiculously tired. Like, tired beyond my usual brand of tired. (Which is pretty tired, actually.) And instantly.

I’ve gone to sleep at 9:00 twice already and I’m usually asleep by 10:00.

Getting out of bed in the morning takes three alarms, a full bladder, and Dan waking me up as gently as possible while he’s probably screaming “GET UP YOU CRAZY WOMAN!” in his head.

There’s been a few days when I’ve come home around 5:30 and had to lay down on the couch and doze while Dan cooks dinner.

I’ve had to cancel and/or reschedule two personal training sessions and the idea of getting on the elliptical makes me yawn.

It took me a full week to get through a short story I normally cover in 2 days because my brain got tired of explaining and I’m pretty sure I nodded off one afternoon while my students were doing some independent reading.

This is pretty much kicking my assets.

The nausea isn’t helping. Neither is the Zofran the doctor gave me for the nausea.

It’s going to be a long 7.5 months, y’all.

Awesome.