In my first trimester of pregnancy, I sat at work in the middle of the afternoon with heavy eyelids and low energy. I had heard that expectant women were more lethargic, but it was like I was drugged for three straight months.
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I escaped morning sickness, but every afternoon when I came home from work, I fell asleep. I would wake up three hours later, cook dinner, eat, and go straight to bed for another twelve hours. After the 13th week, luckily I was back to my energetic self.
Apparently cultivating a child involves some hibernation on mama's part. And looking back, I envy that sleep pattern.
If I am fortunate to have more babies, I don't know how I'll juggle a toddler when sleepy eyes strike again. I guess (and hope) that Wonder Woman powers will kick in and get me through it.