I am looking for nuclear wessels

I'm going to start referring to my insomnia as a "senorita" because it really is as unpredictable and spicy as a Latina woman. I woke up last night at 3:30 having to use the facilities, and I couldn't fall back to sleep no matter how hard I tried. I think I might have gotten a 10-minute nap between 6:05 and 6:15 but I'm supposed to be in the shower at 6, so I had one of those "Sweet merciful crap!" moments when I looked at the clock and saw how late it was. But I just don't understand why I couldn't sleep. I didn't nap last night, I did my yoga to help me relax, I went to bed at 11...it just don't make no sense. And, I'll just admit it, I actually had half a cup of coffee this morning to help me perk up because I kept mixing things up and I was afraid I'd sit at somebody else's desk when I got to work if I didn't have some artificial stimulation. Hopefully that half cup of coffee won't make Lil' J hyperactive. He's been doing what feel like flips in my belly lately. It seriously feels like he's getting acrobatic in there. And then when he's done, he seems to settle directly on my bladder. Awesome. And I still have almost three whole months to go. I have a feeling I'm going to have a lot more trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Word.