It's a little bit like being Goldilocks and the Princess and the pea

Since my earliest memories of balmy summer nights and crickets chirping, I have been sleeping on my back. I went from Pharaoh (arms crossed over chest and feet together) to Starfish (visualize a Starfish, now imagine the spiny bits are arms and legs -- good, you've got it).

After about the 4th month or so, pregnant women cannot sleep on their backs. I do not say this lightly, as in "You're pregnant and you CAN'T have a beer," or in the "You're pregnant and sleeping on your back is the WORST thing you can do to your baby!" I say can't because eventually, rolling onto your back, even by accident, makes your legs go completely numb. I don't actually believe it's dangerous because the human body has an amazing capacity to look out for itself, but it's a highly uncomfortable and strange feeling. So you move - eventually you just have to.

I'm still not responding to the change in sleeping positions very well. I'm on my hips with as many pillow as N will allow before he permanently kicks me out of the bedroom, and only get quality sleep every other night. At this point I can only lay on my back for mere seconds before my legs start to feel disconnected and tingly.

Another problem is our mattress situation. First, we tried N's mattress. "Too soft and soggy!" I cried. Last night he decided to switch from the soggy mattress to my very firm, very supportive mattress. "Too hard," I whined this morning.

Although overall my feels better and straighter today, I really need a mattress that is just right. Soon we will try soggy mattress on very firm box spring to see if that addresses this issue.