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Did any of ya'll moms use a body pillow or pregnancy pillow during the baby baking time? I'm certainly not complaining because I'm thankful to be pregnant again. Wait, no, I am complaining.

I am so fricking tired people. Really tired. I know you get tired during pregnancy but I'm in the 2nd trimester and it's all the time. I get maybe 4 hours of sleep at night because I wake up 4 or 5 times. When I wake up, I can't get back to sleep for at least 15-20 minutes. Sometimes it's a couple hours. It blows.

I broke down (ha! broke down, as if it pained me) and got a pregnancy pillow. It's the same fancy one below. It was on sale - bonus! - and it can be used as a pillow and boppy for those late night screamfests feedings. It shipped yesterday and I'm hoping and praying that the US Postal Service comes through in the pinch for me. I probably won't get it until after Thanksgiving which will suck because I'll really need it Thursday night.
So, did ya'll use one of these fancy pillows, use the couch cushions in bed or the husband's body (which got me in the sitch I'm in now thank you very much)?
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Steph said…
In my personal experience, not one single pillow, blanket, husband ec. made a difference as far as sleep goes. But I never had a pillow like that, so I can't say on that specific detail. Is your getting up really pregnancy related though? Could it have to do with being sick? I don't recall ever getting up that many times in the 2nd trimester, it wasn't until the third trimester when it took me physically standing up to switch positions in bed, then the gravity of standing made me have to pee that kept me up all night. Well, hopefully the pillow works!
9:15 PM
Anonymous said…
I don't know about being pregnant and using one, but it certainly looks comfortable as all get out to me. I would probably buy one for myself, regardless of being pregnant :-P
12:46 PM
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