Sleep seemed far away.
I kept tossing and turning, not wanting to disturb Jace, but I felt so much movement, I wondered what was going on with my baby.
My gynecologist had mentioned sleeplessness in the third trimester but this seemed quite early.
Looking over at the jar of water placed by the bed stand, I saw that it was empty.
I held in a groan, trying my best to not wake Jace up. He needed the rest after a long trip so I decided against disturbing him.
Shuffling out of bed, I got on my feet and stealthily headed downstairs with my jar in one hand and my glass cup in the other.
I couldn't believe I was already waddling around like a penguin. I thought it would be much later. Maybe I needed to start working out more.
I huffed as I took the stairs one at a time until I got down and found my way to the kitchen.
