· I really loathe Alicia Keys’s voice. I know she’s supposed to be one of the good ones. But I just can’t listen to her. She wails. Like a basset hound. It sets my teeth on edge.
· I got my first ever nosebleed of my whole life today. It’s a pregnant thing. It was just a one Kleenex-er. Still, I’m a little proud.
· I sleep better when Patrick’s here. Did I mention? Patrick’s here this week? And it’s been wonderful? Well I really thought that one of the few things I would enjoy about having him gone was getting our v. small full bed to myself. I was sure I would sleep better with lots of space to sprawl. Well, I don’t. I haven’t slept this well since he left. It’s nice.
· Speaking of sleep, I’m getting sleepier and more nauseous by the day. It’s like Trimester One: Revisited.
· We went to the first childbirth class last night, and got to watch three ladies give birth on a video. When they pulled the first slippery little goo-covered critter out and thwacked him straight onto his mama’s belly, blood and all, I teared up. I think only the women in the room did – the dads were somewhat less moved. It’s a hormone thing.
· I love Rolos. My boss has started keeping Rolos in a bowl on his desk. He loves Rolos, too, so I have to sneak them out of there. I ate his last one today. Hee hee hee.
· I think I’m having Rosemary’s Baby. The devil child is twisting up my insides like a sneaker bouncing around in a dryer. He never rests. Maybe this is why I’m so hungry all the time – I’m having to feed his exerciser’s metabolism.
· Meeting Patrick for lunch in just a few minutes. Heaven.
Hi Patrick!!!
Glad he\’s back, if only for a visit 🙂
Regarding the previous post…kid-people vs. non-kid-people can be a tricky subject. You\’ll have moments when your child screams and you wish you could melt into the floor, you\’ll also have moments when your child screams and you silently dare someone to give off even a little sniff in your direction. And everyone else will have their moments too – where they shake their heads and mutter to each other about your screaming child, or when they look on in sympathy realizing that you\’re a mom…with a screaming child…and you\’re human too, and this is the way life goes.
It\’s funny, I\’ve flown three times now with our parrots – they come into the cabin with us and go under our seat (2 birds in one, one bird in the other). That\’s probably the closest I\’ll come to knowing how a parent with an under-five-yrs-old child feels walking into a plane and having people look at you, and what you\’re carrying (in our case mysteriously covered animal carriers) hoping you don\’t sit near them. I\’ve had nerves twist my stomach when the birds make noise, as I feel the whole plane is focused onto the Man and I and why can\’t they shut those birds up, who brings birds on a plane anyways! Of course when we left St. T last year I was sick as a dog on our flight home, and it turned out it was a good thing as I could have cared LESS if the birds made any noise, and I would have dared anyone to say a word to me.
So I see it all ways.
Anyways, like I said before, HI PATRICK!!! Enjoy your visit with each other!
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so happy that Patrick is home…you didn\’t mention it…but i am really happy…and i too have had the nosebleed problem…
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