It was 4am. I went to 'flip' myself over in bed, which is a complicated maneuver of slowly shifting my weight from side, to back, to side, using mostly my legs. When I went to swing my legs over, the instant pain of my calf muscles peeling back like a taught rubber band shot through my legs and my whole body tensed up. I've had charlie horses before, but this one was so intense I woke myself (and Jake, and Lexi) shouting 'owowowowowowow!'. The worst part about charlie horses is that they inflict a sore pain that lingers in your leg and makes you afraid that your muscles will rebel again at any moment. After I calmed myself down, heard Jake mumble something about how I needed to go eat a banana, I fell back to sleep. Only to be awake a short time later with a similar pain behind my right knee.
I know this is a common symptom of pregnancy, and I have been fortunate enough to skip this horrible step until now. But I'm already fighting against my body's tendency to waddle wherever I go, and having sore legs this morning is NOT helping me be waddle-less.
I ate a banana with breakfast this morning and I am chugging water. But really, I'm exhausted and feel like I never actually slept last night. Perhaps this is preparing me for the sleepless nights heading my way in three short months. But I'm tempted to take today as a 'sick day' and head back to bed, fingers crossed that my alarm will not be in the form of a muscle cramp! I've got one more meeting to get through and then we'll see what happens.