Do you think some day when I go to adopt a child and they ask me "So, Non-Mommy , why do you want to adopt a child?" they will reject me when I tell them that I made this decision based on my sleeping preferences? Will the adoption form have enough room for me to explain that when I was a young woman I had my appendix out and could no longer sleep on my stomach? How I spent days on end rolling around, wishing beyond anything else that I could just lay on my stomach? How those restless nights I pondered 10 months of pregnancy and how you can't lay on your stomach when you're pregnant? And then, there's breastfeeding! I can't sleep on my stomach if my boobs are going to turn into giant, leaking rocks.
Yes. Thank you, little infected finger shaped thingie at the base of my large intestine. You have shown me the light. Pregnancy and breastfeeding = infinite time with crappy rest! Well, I suppose that describes most of parenthood, doesn't it!
I miss my old sleeping positions. Sniff sniff. Sleeping on my side works just OK, sleeping on my back doesn't work at all.
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