Well, it's 2011. The year my baby will be born and I will become a mother. A very long time ago, when I was about 16, my mother told me that if I ever got pregnant she'd keep it and raise it as her own. Then about 5 years later, when I was actually sexually active, she said forget it, she was too old! I guess she'd think she was too old now!
Yesterday was a really rough day. I was tired and sore and cranky and irritable. My boobs are sore, my back is killing me, I'm super tired...etc. I went to bed around 9:30 because I was so beside myself I didn't know what else to do. I woke up around 11:30 so I actually saw in the new year for the first time in years.
I feel better today somehow. Not fantastic, but definitely better. I've napped this morning and had the dog out for a walk and I don't feel like jumping off the roof, so that's a definite step up. Hopefully by the time I go back to work Tuesday I'll feel much better because I don't think I can miss much more time.
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