Catch-up

I notice it's been a while. I was sick, still am if you count the parasite living in my uterus. I had the most horendous sinus infection/allergy flare up that I can remember ever having. It last for 5 days with me takig Tylenol Sever Sinus around the clock suffering aweful so that I did not "exceed the recommended dosage". UGH!!! And my midwife said there was really nothing else to do unless I started to run a fever, which thankfully I never did. I just hope that all that medicine had no adverse effect on the little embryo? I even dragged my butt to work for 2 days because there is only 1 of us per shift and I didn't have the heart to call my only 2 co-workers and ask then to pick up my slack :( By the grace of God, the days were uneventful and I was able to rest myself a few times throughout my 12 hour day.

Now I'm just nauseated. You know that sick-to-your-stomach feeling you have when you're hung over...okay, think way back to those single-not-a-care-in-the-world-days....remember?? That is how I feel all day, every day. I have no desire at all to cook. Meat grosses me out. Although, I did suck it up and saute chicken tenders to cut up for Chicken Spaghetti tonight :) Yea for me! I honestly could live off of cereal, sandwiches, soup, cake and ice cream. Preferably cream soup...not brothy stuff. Ok, really, just tomato soup. With a good ham/cheese sandwich....and a big bowl of ice cream on top of a warm chocolate brownie. Yum. We'll see how well this "no weight gain until 7 months" goes. That was my goal, by the way. I was attempting to lose weight when we found out about the baby, so I must limit my overall gain.

And lazy!! Woa is me, I am LAZY. I have slept in until no earlier than 0830 on my days off. What a waste! I am usually up by 0630 to get my day rolling. Not now, and this had better pass because Abby and Keara are not changing their schedule's for me. I guess I shouldn't be so hard on myself for slacking 3 months out of my childrens entire lives. Life keeps moving, and things get done. Maybe it's my own hiatus from feeling overwhelmed with all that has to be accomplished. I take care of the housework, laundry, cooking, some yard work (Ian mow's) shopping, bill paying, kids engagements, little ones in general, yada, yada, yada. Don't get me wrong, I take it all in stride and do what has to be done, but right now it just seems a bit overwhelming. Unfortunately, my dear husband still thinks his only job in life is get up, work, golf, repeat. Nowhere does he offer to help at home or do any "manly house repairs". Hmmm. Did I marry a "metro-sexual"?? There was a time where he had a load of home improvement ideas, now he won't even handle changing out the air filter. Such is life. At least I know we can survive if something should ever happen to him, God forbid. Not much slack left to be picked up.

Guess I'm a bit moody, too. You think?? I just finished a great book, "The Lace Reader" by Bunonia Barry. What a fantastic tradgedy of a novel. It kept me intently interested, to the point of forcing myself to close it at night for sleep. I cried through the last chapter, the spin on the plot was wonderful yet sad.

The kids are great. Abby wants to know how the baby "got in my stomach". Great. Pandora's box is open. She also tells me that her and Keara will babysit when the baby comes out. I'm feeling confident. Ian is playing football, great at it I might add! He is at the mall seeing a movie with some friends. He is pretty accepting of another sibling. There will be 16yrs in between so it's hard, I guess, to feel overly excited. He is very supportive of me and helps out when I feel real bad...a great big brother :-)

Signing off. I can't sit too long or the stomach acts up worse. I need to call my dad anyways and check in on the family...I miss them. NY Giants play tonight....those poor-poor Cowboys.