I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday. Mine you ask?? Spent gracefully on the couch. That way I can continuously pop in DVD after DVD to entertain my child, yet I'm close enough to the bathroom. I'm no longer thinking about the negatives of Friday's appointment, because if the past 3 days are any indication, all is more than well in my uterus. It started last week, but since Saturday it's been here in full force. It all started with my ill choice of Chinese food for lunch. I can't tell you how many times I've told my husband that no matter how much I beg for it when I'm pregnant, DON'T BRING IT HOME. It does not sit well with me ever, period. So after lunch I proceeded to head to the movies and dinner with some friends. There was a span of about 7 hours where I didn't eat, the $6.00 tub of popcorn at the movies didn't count. By the time we finally ate it was well after 7:00 and I was done. As my one friend told me I went from fine to green in about 2 seconds. Not sure that I'll be craving Mexican food any time soon as it's been downhill since then. I'm now waking up sick in the middle of the night, something I remember doing with both Ava's pregnancy and the twin one. So in my mind?? Right on track.
My hormones are out of control, my husband is pissing me off, I'm crying at movies that aren't supposed to be sad, and I'm being hard on my toddler for things she can't control. I'm just sort of at the end of my rope. I don't handle it well when I'm sick and as I'm laying here on the couch she's jumping repeatedly beside me and doing belly flops on my stomach. She's trying to play and I'm getting on her for doing it. For once I just want to be the one that sleeps in on a Saturday, and then is able to take a leisurely nap in the fternoon but I don't see that happening any time soon.
Enough of that, as crappy as I feel, I'm sort of thankful that I don't feel good as we all know that is usually a good sign. I'm planning on calling my Dr. to get him to call me something in. I personally can't function like this. I'm the whiniest sick person, and even though I wanted to keep pills to a minimum this time, I feel that it's a necessary thing to get me through the next few weeks. I have things to do and places to go and I can't live my life on the couch. Ava doesn't deserve that.
Now would someone please just tell me to shut up and quit bitching...