Better to just start sobbing when you tell your husband your growing ass no longer fits in your jeans and he asks you to wear more sweats and dresses. My threshold is low, what can I say. (I have since talked to my husband and borrowed some jeans from my sister, all is well, or well-ish at least).
Things get put into perspective when you slap an ultrasound wand on your belly and see that you really are still pregnant even though the nausea has passed you you only look like you are carrying a muffin top.
I will eventually post some pictures up of the house, as soon as I actually complete a project or two and there are not two refrigerators in the kitchen, or boxes all over the floor. Luckily we have company coming this weekend, I'm hoping it will get me to a new level of motivation to make this place more like a home.
Is it just me or does it stink to spend money on things like electrical panels and basement sealing? I want to spend money on pretty curtains and rugs, where I can see the evidence of my money on a daily basis and smile as I sink my toes into it. Flipping a blown fuse just doesn't have the same feel for me.
So for the next couple weeks I will chose to hold onto hope. I will try to keep the hormones in check and keep laughing with my coworkers and family. I will keep having hard conversations with my husband, and I will probably just sit on the stairs and cry again the next time I walk into the basement after a flash flood/hail storm. Apparently, when I am pregnant that is my only coping skill, I've lost the rest. At least I can laugh about it later.
I am so excited to have some good friends come stay with us this weekend and to connect with other friends throughout the week. I can't wait to get my baby cheek kissing on with sweet Ty. It's totally not cool to live so far away from such good friends. I might also be plotting a way to get them to move back. Just saying.
I haven't disappeared, and I'll hopefully be back with more soon. Happy Wednesday.
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ReplyDeleteCan totally relate to the muffin top comment! (especially when utterly frustrated with friends who are further along and have less to show for it!) Ha! Oh Pregnancy! Congrats!!
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