Thank You

I had a rough day today. Nothing horrible. Just difficult. I take comfort in those crazy stories of pregnant women who go completely psycho. I don’t think I am going psycho but I’m just not going it as well as I usually do. I can’t even really pin point what set me off. I think it’s mostly because all I can think about is the baby. All I want to talk about is the baby. I feel like I’ll go crazy if I don’t find somebody to talk about the baby with. And sometimes I can’t find anybody to talk to about the baby. I feel like I’m driving everybody crazy with all my baby talk but if I don’t talk, I’ll go crazy. Sounds psycho doesn’t it? If I’m making any sense at all. Maybe there are some mom readers out there who can translate this jumbled paragraph for the rest of the world. I can’t think of better words to say what I’m trying to say.

I just want to close with this thought: You know that email that gets forwarded a zillion times that goes on about how girlfriends are important. How men will come and go in your life but it’s your mom or your sister or your friend who will be there when you need them. Well it’s true. And I just want to thank that girlfriend who was there for me today. Thank you. Thank you for listening and letting me cry.

Thank you.

Things Got Better

Things Got Better

You know what’s great about life, or at least about my life, even when I’m feeling crappy and pregnant 89% of the time? Every time I have a really bad day, I usually have a good day after that.

In fact yesterday, on top of reading so many encouraging comments from readers who’ve experienced these same feelings of worthlessness I have, I actually went for FOUR straight hours without any nausea!!! Either it’s because my body works in waves and after a really bad wave of hormones there is a brief intermission OR it’s because I made chocolate chip cookies for my Dad for father’s day and eating cookie dough is a great way to fend off nausea. Right up there with McDonald’s cheeseburgers and fries and ice cream. I know! I’m going to gain 500 pounds! But on some days, when you’re just so sick of feeling sick, 500 pounds doesn’t seem like the worst thing that could happen.

So yeah, I had a good day yesterday! I owe everyone who commented and emailed me a huge thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you all. Probably feel worthless.

I also finally finished up the baby bird painting. It’s a little flat and the branches look like nothing that would grow in nature but I consider it a major accomplishment since the day before yesterday I thought I’d never touch a paintbrush again.

Thanks again!

p.s. I threw in the “No Barking” and the girl with the Rainbow-Brite hair picture because they made me laugh. Just a few details that made yesterday a better day. I love a little laugh.