I am not good with countdowns. They make me anxious. So 40 weeks of counting down makes this last leg of my “journey” pale in comparison. There is indeed a light at the end of the tunnel. Although it feels more like I’m the cat the the universe is holding a catnip laced string in front of my face saying “HAHA, just kidding you will never get this”
However this is the week of no complaining. I am going to make the best of whatever situation i am in.
Things that are stressing me out:
A job- Even if i wasn’t having a baby in…27 (ISH) days i would be in the same boat financially. Maybe a little easier off since if i hadn’t moved and if i wasn’t going to be having a baby I would’ve held off till this summer to move and would’ve relocated to a hut in the woods somewhere tropical with Leo and Oliver. However it would be a lot easier to get a job if i wasn’t having a baby. It’s still not the end of the world but really a huge source of my heart burn.
Giving birth- I can only gestate another human for so long and sooner or later he needs to come out, i vote for sooner as long as he has met his baking requirements and would be born healthy. But no i am not too excited about all the focus being on me, and pushing a large object out of my nether regions. I know this sounds ridiculous and shouldn’t be a problem, but for me it’s a sore spot. I will get over it i know.
25/04/2010 at 10:49 pm Permalink
Not liking the protected post–shoot me the password, if you don’t mind. I want to know who I need to hunt down and smack around for you.
27/04/2010 at 11:34 pm Permalink
awwww, thanks.
It was really just a post about how i am angry at myself, really self depreciating and depressing. Going to rewrite it with no password.
and thanks for always commenting it always cheers me up!
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