Beach LifeOne of the amazing things about living in San Diego is that you have your choice of beaches to walk on any particular moment. Even when it's cold according to San Diego standards, it's sunny and enjoyable to walk on the beach, looking at the blue sky covered with white, puffy clouds. This photo is taken with Nikon 50mm Compact Macro. It's a photo of the tiny clams that the sandpipers eat on the beach. During low tide, you can see thousands of these covering the beach. Watching the sandpipers dig them up is one of my favorite things to do. This shot was taken at Torrey Pines State Reserve.
Changing Lives
As I am growing bigger and bigger, my daily life has changed quite a bit. In the last week, three times, I woke up at 3:30am to pee and lay in bed for about an hour before I gave up on sleeping, got up, read some stuff on the computer, watched a bit of TV and went back to bed. As someone who used to be a night person, I really really don't enjoy being awake at 3:30am unless I haven't gone to sleep yet because I am coding something fun. Now, I wake up in the middle of the night a lot and I am in deep sleep by 10pm most nights.
I spend most of the day in my nightgown unless I am going out. Loose clothing that breathes a lot is the only option lately. I am hot almost all the time and there's nothing I can wear that's comfortable in every position (meaning lying down vs sitting vs standing).
I am tired all the time but not able to sleep. I used to be able to sleep anywhere, anytime. I slept so hard that earthquakes wouldn't wake me. Now, I spend many afternoons attempting to sleep and I am constantly unsuccessful. When I am actually sleeping, it's very light and a hiccup can wake me up. The only good side of this is that I seem to do a lot of lucid dreaming lately.
I used to do all my work on the couch, in front of the TV. Thanks to my tummy, sitting on and getting up from the couch has become a challenge. Unless I sit up right, my stomach is going into my ribs and hurting me quite a bit. So, now I sit at the table, up right like a stick was shoved up my ass.
Oh and have I mentioned I can't seem to read anymore? I am so slow at it and my concentration is way below normal. I can't go to the movies anymore since I have to pee several times in the middle of the film. Each time I bend down to take a macro shot, it takes several minutes for me to get back up. And, of course, every piece of food is viewed with: "Will this still taste good if I am burping it up all day long?"
The fun part is that I know things are going to get more interesting as I move from month seven to eight to nine. I just hope that my back doesn't give out. That would really suck. Ahem, and I am aware that my life will change considerably once the baby comes but one day at a time for now.
