This is a new feeling for me. I've worked 3 days this week so far, and I have a day at the clinic tomorrow, and another hospital day on Friday. I don't know how I'm going to keep doing this. I'm exhausted. When I made this schedule, I didn't see any reason not to do this. The overtime is always a good thing, and we're trying to save up so that I won't have to work after the baby arrives. Childcare is included right now, you know. But this is rediculous. My body is tired, I feel like I eat all the time but I'm still hungry. I look more fat than pregnant. At this point the chub that I had on my belly originally is just sticking out, so it's not really round and cute--just fat. And in case you can't tell, I'm feeling just a tad bit irritable these days.
At the end of my work day, when I realize that I haven't drunk enough, eaten enough, or peed in hours and I'm about to explode, I start to get the idea that this body isn't mine to use and abuse anymore. I have to get a break to eat, pee, and drink if I'm going to make it through this. And, more than just my complaints, my body starts to tell me at the end of these days that this is not ok. I've been cramping pretty regularly at the end of my work day, which is not a good thing. So, this weekend will be about rest, and next week I have 3 days off in a row to rest, and from now on, my baby needs as much attention as my patients. Now, off to bed.
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