First, I went for beers and a curry with Chris and Dave as our girls were out of town. We talked about the US elections, the BBC's current struggles and class. The latter sounded a bit like this.
But admittedly less funny.
And then I woke up on Thursday feeling weird, realising there was something different - don't let your overactive imaginations runaway with yourselves - I had slept the whole night through. No little nudges to wake me up, no snoring, no moaning. Nothing to keep me from my dreams. It had taken me a few days to get used to, but I was no longer sleeping - or constantly waking - with a pregnant woman.
Erin is feeling the weight of pregnancy at the moment - she's asked me a few times if I can carry this, while pointing at her belly - but especially at night. The baby doesn't like it if Erin sleeps on her left, if she lies on her back she snores, and she only gets comfortable on one position for a short time during fitful sleep.
Things got back to normal when Erin got back. Who needs a full night's sleep? It's preparation for the baby being here I suppose.
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