The Worst Sleep Ever

Last night Caleb woke me up at 1:30 a.m. because he needed to use the bathroom. (We're still working on getting him out of diapers at night.) After laying in bed, struggling to keep my eyes closed for an hour, I gave up and did as I had a few nights before when the same thing happened: I made a pot of tea and knitted. I did manage to get sleepy enough to go back to sleep around 5:00 a.m., just in time to get an extra two hours of sleep. It's really not so bad though, since I have the chance to nap during the day. This is such a different pregnancy so far. The only symptom I have is that I can't sleep well at night. I'm really hoping for more symptoms soon, because the more pregnant I feel, the less I will worry about something going wrong. Although... maybe I shouldn't say that, because I'd be cursing myself if I got nauseous and all vomity.