Last week, I was going through a strange disorientation phenomenon – I would be wide awake and fresh, like the proverbial daisy in the mornings. However, as the day progressed, I would find myself drooping in energy. By four in the evening, I’d be ready to crash out.
So I began to plan my day accordingly – getting all the important, urgent work done in the mornings and the rest for the low energy evenings.
This week, however my body’s tending towards certain owlish tendencies. I wake up with sleep written all over my brain and maneuver myself like a zombie at work. What makes it worse is the absolutely tempting, comfy couch right behind my chair. I think there were a few moments when I heard the couch whisper to me, invitingly, of course.
Come 4 pm and guess what, I’m ready to take on the world! My eyes turn all sparkly and my voice takes on an exciting tone.
Guess I’m encountering another mystery of pregnancy. Or is it just me?
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