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It's been hard waking up lately. I just couldn't find it in myself to get out of bed today. Jean seemed a little worried when I told him I couldn't get out of bed. I just told him that I needed a little more sleep because I still felt very tired. After he left, I moved myself to Jean's side of the bed and fell asleep. It's becoming a new 'thing' with me. I've become so used to sharing the bed with a dog and a six foot four giant, that I now have to sleep holding some sort of pillow close to me. Silly things I think about when I'm suppose to be getting more sleep.
Around lunch time Jean came back home to check on me. Which was funny though, because I was just about to leave for work. Well, after I finished what I was eating. He just sat and watched me eat the rest of the fruit I was eating. I don't know how he does it, be so patient with me. I've been complaining a lot lately, about how it's harder to fall asleep now and how my ankles ache after a long day at work, and he's just always right there. And when we went to see that play a few days ago, he made me feel glamours. I can't describe it, really. Some days I feel unattractive at all because clothes don't fit me the same way anymore, and it's hard trying to look normal, when you're about four months along in a pregnancy. But Jean always has little things that make me feel special, and that's what a marriage is about, right?
Right now I'm writing out holiday cards to send out to everyone. I've been writing messages on one side of the card. I've wasted over four cards due to some of the messages didn't fit because I wrote a little big. Jean's been the hardest card to write. I'm about half-way through it, and my handwriting is so tiny to fit it all. But, having my first Christmas with my husband means a whole lot to me. Silly, yes, but there's just things that are easier to say in a card then out loud.
I have to remember to move Jean's presents to a different hiding spot tonight, too. He's acting like a five-year-old and going on snooping trips with Hayate. Sorta pity him.. I hide things like Christmas gifts quite well.
~Riza
Around lunch time Jean came back home to check on me. Which was funny though, because I was just about to leave for work. Well, after I finished what I was eating. He just sat and watched me eat the rest of the fruit I was eating. I don't know how he does it, be so patient with me. I've been complaining a lot lately, about how it's harder to fall asleep now and how my ankles ache after a long day at work, and he's just always right there. And when we went to see that play a few days ago, he made me feel glamours. I can't describe it, really. Some days I feel unattractive at all because clothes don't fit me the same way anymore, and it's hard trying to look normal, when you're about four months along in a pregnancy. But Jean always has little things that make me feel special, and that's what a marriage is about, right?
Right now I'm writing out holiday cards to send out to everyone. I've been writing messages on one side of the card. I've wasted over four cards due to some of the messages didn't fit because I wrote a little big. Jean's been the hardest card to write. I'm about half-way through it, and my handwriting is so tiny to fit it all. But, having my first Christmas with my husband means a whole lot to me. Silly, yes, but there's just things that are easier to say in a card then out loud.
I have to remember to move Jean's presents to a different hiding spot tonight, too. He's acting like a five-year-old and going on snooping trips with Hayate. Sorta pity him.. I hide things like Christmas gifts quite well.
~Riza