Today is rather gray day-although the birds are singing quite blissfully.
I am horribly irritable and crabby and don't mind if I stay that way for awhile.
So far I have been rather unproductive.
This morning I worked on untangling my snarls of curls for about an hour. It was crazy. I think conditioner would be a wise investment.
This did however give me very GREAT appreciation for my Mother would not only took the time but truly enjoyed doing it all those years at home.
Yes Marmie, you can do it when I visit if you'd like. =)
My trouble in being impatient and not taking the time to untangle it after I wash it resulting in tedious arm exhausting drills when I finally do it.
Now it's just a giant ball of fluff waiting to be washed.
Sometimes it is hard for me to love being pregnant...I know this time is special and every time she kicks I smile and forget about all the hard stuff but I am tired of being sick I confess...And while it seems lame to blame moodiness on pregnancy hormones I'd rather think that than I suddenly have totally gone off the emotional high dive. The dreams seem to be amping it up too...in all sorts of bizarre and amusing ways.
Nosebleeds and a daily vomiting session have become my morning ritual...
And the thought of all the waistbands that no longer even come to fitting...ahh well.
I have placed two countdowns-which are not functionly properly-at the bottom of the blog. One with my Mom's predicted due date and one with the Doctor's.
Well I just finished changing the sheets and now I've blogged...I'll see what's next on the list.
I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the LORD, the God of Israel, who summons you by name. Isaiah 45:3
1 comment:
I'm glad I don't have to deal with your hair. I got a small taste of it right before I had mine cut. If I didn't comb it after I washed it it totally tangled up overnight, and it was a massive pain to untangle, and sometimes the comb would even get stuck! Mine was only a few inches long and more wavy than curly though, so it must be way worse for you. :(
My cousin who is also pregnant has been posting on facebook about how she is having all sorts of weird dreams. She has hundreds of facebook friends and there are always many comments after her statuses from other mothers who say the same thing happened to them. They refer to the bizarre dreams as "Preggo dreams". The moodiness is probably normal too, because she also posts how emotional she gets over stuff. She was super sick last week and said she had to call into work, and when she hung up, she broke down and started bawling.
I hope you start having better days soon. Once the bad times are over, they'll fade from memory. I was sick a lot growing up, but I hardly think about the bad times any more. If I get sick again, I am reminded of the bad times, but once I am better, I don't even think about them. I think God made our brains to forget things like that on purpose. It would be really bad if we always remembered every bad thing that happens to us. When you're feeling down, just think about Narnia. :)
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