The Wall

Oscar, 2015

At 32 weeks along (and change), it can be hard to anticipate how I'm going to feel on any given day.

Mainly it's okay, I'm running around, doing errands, work, picking up one of the kids from this or that activity, feeling moderately normal. I can even squeeze in some time at the gym or scale the subway stairs with reasonable energy.

And then I hit the wall of exhaustion and feel the urge to lie down, immediately, on the nearest park bench or floor. That's how today went. A good doctor's appointment followed by "can I please sleep for 14 hours...??"