So yesterday morning I texted my wonderful man and told him that being pregnant gives me a shit ton of extra blood and it makes me really hot (I'm normally really cold all the time) and that I had been sleeping miserable because it's warmer in our room than it is in the rest of the house and that I might need to sleep on the couch until we could get something for the room. Well when I got home from cheerleading with my daughter last night, my wonderful man had bought and installed a new air conditioner in the front window of the apartment to cool the living room and our bedroom. I got some of the best sleep I've gotten in weeks.