Sweet dreams are a distant memory. I can’t exactly dream the night away when sleep is already a major challenge. Ay, there’s the rub, right? I’m not even big yet, so it will only get worse from here.

It’s the stuffiness. The sleep-time stuffiness is back with a vengeance. My head hits the pillow, and either I can’t breathe out of my nose at all, or half my sinuses are blocked while the other half is so raw that it burns to breathe. Mouth breathing sucks, and I have the chapped lips to prove it.

What’s a worn out mom-to-be to do? Benadryl doesn’t help the congestion, though it has the benefit of making me a little sleepy (sometimes). I worry, of course, about hitting the medicine cabinet too hard or too often, even though it’s on my short list of “approved” medications.

I just feel exhausted. Between work, toddler-chasing, the endless household chores, and the holidays, it never stops. All I want is a good night’s sleep. Which is SO not likely anytime soon.

But hey, a girl can dream, right?